Page 33 of The Goddess is Angry
Reyson was just helping the process along.
“When is he leaving?” Kaylee shrieked.
She shrieked a lot. It was like nails down a chalkboard. If she wasn’t yelling, she was stomping her foot like a child. She was way too old to be doing that. Lindsay had abadcase of pustules. She was probably going to be out longer than the usual two months.
“His last day is right before Yule break,” I sighed.
“He should have been gone before that!” Paris said.
“I hate to break it to you, but Loki is up next. If you think you’re getting fucked with now, you haven’t seen anything yet, cupcake. Loki is George Bell’s uncle, and he also saw that video. Maybe you shouldn’t throw hexes when people’s backs are turned. How’s your mom, by the way?”
The problem here was that these two women thought I was the more reasonable god, and I definitely wasn’t. I was less antagonistic than Reyson and Loki, but there was always a point when I became an utter asshole and we were pretty much there.
"My mom is going tofireyour ass when she gets back."
"Yeah, you’re letting a teacher abuse us!”
“If you can’t handle someone being mean to you, you’re never going to make it in the real world. And I’m not going anywhere. You might. Your mom might, too. I’ve been cleaning up her messes since you hexed her. Now, unless you have alegitimatecomplaint and not just people treating you exactly the way the two of you and your mother have treated the other students, get the fuck out of my office. And don’t come back unless you’re dying and need my help.
“Because I’mnotthe nice god here. I’m Death incarnate and you do not want to piss me off any further than you already have. You little girls think because I’ve tolerated you so far and have been polite that I’m not dangerous. The othergodsare afraid of me so show some fucking respect. I’ve got gods in time out in my realm and I’ve reaped kings and queens. I helped create the universe. Your drama is nothing to me and I could easily unmake the both of you because you’re annoying.”
I may have amplified my voice, called my scythe, and let my black smoke fill the room. Kaylee and Paris fled in terror. I hadn’t done that in a long time. At some point in my long existence, I just decided I was too old to be terrifying mortals with parlor tricks.
But that felt good. Kaylee was a menace and Paris was egging her on. I was furious Kaylee flung a hex at George’s back, too. It wouldn’t have done anything to George, but she would have had to explainwhyit didn’t. Witches could shield, but it would have been weird for her to have one up walking the hallway with her twin sister when she thought she was alone.
And new witches had terrible aim unless they played sports in high school. Kaylee and Paris weren’t even trying to support the new dodgeball and cheerleading teams. Zion Skinner wanted both of them removed from magical combat because not only was their aim shitty in class, they weren’t eventryingto improve it.
They hit several people they weren’t sparring with in magical combat, but the board wasn’t considering the bigger implication there with Kaylee’s next two strikes. That hex hit Lindsay because Dexter yelled to duck and George made sure Matilda went down with her. It could have easily hit Matilda or Dexter. According to Zion, the only reason it didn’t was because the twins ducked and Dexter saw her getting ready to throw it.
My hands were tied by the board. All I could do was lecture her and it went in one ear and out the next. Kaylee knew she had two strikes. All she had to do was wait it out until Lindsay was back to make them and she could have as many strikes as she wanted.
And I knew damned well Lindsay didn’t tell Kaylee to stop digging on the internet for awful curses and focus on her schoolwork. No, they both blamed George for this, like George forced Kaylee to look up diabolical hexes and fling one at her back. The one person Kaylee would actually listen to was just as immature as she was.
Supernaturals tended to come in three categories. They prayed to the god who created them and left offerings. Some thought the gods were just a metaphor because honestly, we didn’t get involved with them much anymore. Loki and Reyson were the most out and proud gods on this realm. They had a channel where they did videos together. I was on their show once.
The third kind of supernatural was the one who had either seen their show or met them andknewthe gods were real, but something terrible happened in their life and the god that created them didn’t swoop in and make it better, so they were angry at them. They didn’t leave offerings or pray, and they shit talked in private, but if they came face to face with the god who created them, they’d respectfully demand to know why their prayers weren’t answered.
Then, you had Kaylee and Lindsay Krauss. Kaylee was in preschool with George and Matilda. They thought George was a witch, but Reyson was highly involved in all his kid’s lives. They saw a god being a good dad and thought that meant we were all harmless.
Lilith made sure they lost their lawsuit against a kid, but George never really told Lilith or Reyson how bad Kaylee was. George always treated her more like a nuisance than a menace, which IguessI got in middle school.
I’d never reveal George’s secret before she was ready, but Kaylee was going to keep hurting people who weren’t invincible trying to take her out.
So, I was going to have a blast showing Kaylee and Lindsay Krauss why people feared the gods. I’d totally play the villain for George.
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The whole campus was excited about the moon orgy. Ren gifted me matching earrings he stole when he brought me my latte with breakfast. Ren brought me random stolen things all the time, but they only matched when he was really trying to make an impression. When he was trying to tell me he was impressed with my dodgeball skills, he stole someone’s shoes.
They were those expensive designer shoes that a lot of people collected and they definitely belonged to a bear shifter with gigantic feet because as soon as he realized they were missing, he started interrogating people. I didn’t have giant bear shifter feet. Those shoes were never going to fit me and even if they did, I couldn’t wear them on campus without getting body tackled by an angry bear who was going to rip them off my feet because my boyfriend’s Kitsune really liked to steal for people he cared about.
Drake was still kissing me likethat.He was a damned vag tease because right when I got into it and was about to throw him down and get filthy in front of the entire student body, he just stopped, smacked me on the ass, and then quoted Dr. Frankenfurter.
Apparently,Rocky Horrorhad made its way to Azren’s realm like it had Hell. It was a big hit in the supernatural world. A demon got obsessed and brought it to Hell. Azren was the one who brought it home to the Netherworld. At the rate Drake was giving me the anticipation line, I was wondering how many realms out there I hadn’t been to yet had the urge yellJanetanytime someone said Damn it.
And Drake was an asshole for making me wonder about that. I was totally crazy about him.
The only thing I was missing was Azren and they definitely couldn’t be there without getting fired. My alone time with Azren kept getting interrupted by the board. I wouldn’t even be mad about it if they were discussing protocols to keep the students safe. Everyone but Church’s grandfather wanted Azren to lie and say they were mistaken about a student getting murdered.
