Page 48 of The Goddess is Awakened
“Sign for me because I’m totally kicking his ass right now. Right, Dalton?” she said, squeezing his neck.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Dalton wheezed.
“You boys think it’s cool when you get your ass kicked. Like, Dalton here popped a boner as soon as I laid him out. I’m pretty sure the two of you are about to start a beautiful bromance because Oscar throat punched you. Getting your ass kicked isnotsexy, even if she happens to look amazing while doing it. It means you need to step up your game. That was pathetic, Dalton.”
“Can I take you out sometime?” Dalton asked.
“Ew,” she said, jumping off of him like he was on fire.
Okay, the Hellhound twin was pretty cool. Azren taught me about the revolution in Hell shortly before I was born. Hellhounds were treated worse than basilisks were. It wasn’t like thatnow,but she was much better adjusted about it than I was. Matilda was also a complete beast in magical combat and she managed to do it without breaking a single nail.
“Itshouldbe a bromance,” Oscar said. “I see you sitting by yourself too much. Come by my dorm tonight about the ghost stuff. I can’t guarantee they’ll cooperate, but I can ask.”
“The ghosts aren’t in a cooperative mood about certain subjects,” Matilda said, walking toward her sister’s familiar.
I didn’t know the deal with that. The big, black dog seemed to spend more time with the Hellhound than the witch. I at least knew not to ask the ghosts about the murders. George already had, and they weren’t answering.
Matilda was cool and was better adjusted than I was considering what they did to Hellhounds in Hell and how they viewed them on Earth for the longest time. That probably had everything to do with her family.
Maybeher twin wasn’t trying to threaten me when I caught her staring on the first day. She hadn’t done a damned thing to me since then. Azren had impeccable taste in everything and I trusted them implicitly.
I wasn’t lining up to date her, and I didn’t think the sun shone out her ass, but maybe George Bell was just zoning out when I caught her staring at me. Azren was spending all that time with her.
She would have disappeared without a trace if she was one ofthosewitches.
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Iwould never tell Ren this, but magical combat was both one of my favorite classes and the hardest. Me being able to beat someone’s ass shouldn’t be hard. I’d been doing that since I was a kid and I had magic now. It was the whole hearing thing. I got that West was needed elsewhere because we had an uneven number of people in class for some reason. Ren had his
own lessons to take care of.
It was just me. I could handle the fighting part. Zion was working with me on honing my other reflexes and I’d gotten good at it. It was the fact that most of my classmates didn’t know sign language. I could tell some of them were trying to yell at me or make exaggerated motions, but that didn’t help. West said I might never catch on to lip reading, but I was really trying.
Drake was pretty cool. I noticed him because he was cute as hell. I’d never cheat on Ren, but we both looked. Drake managed to be ginger, but dark and sexy at the same time. He always sat by himself in the dining hall and I never really saw him hanging out with anyone.
I thought he was just a loner, but he seemed pretty lonely when we were talking. Whatever he wanted to ask the ghosts seemed really important. I invited him to sit with us at dinner, but he declined and asked if we could meet after. He looked at George when he said it, so I was guessing there was a story there. I hoped it wasn’t some thing with all witches because now that I’d joined #teamGeorge, she was great.
We hadn’t kissed her yet, but we talked about it. If she was into it and the timing was right, we would. I did ask the twins what Matilda meant about the ghosts in magical combat.
“The ghosts don’t like Azren because they think they should be able to help them. The other gods thought the rites were a way to cheat death, but it ended up creating miserable ghosts. Azren fixed it by spanking the other gods and making them teach their creations the rites, but it’s like this big cosmic loophole. They wanted me to ask the ghosts a question about the grounds, but the spirits knew I was asking for Azren and told me no. Hey, the ghosts are pretty miserable and just want to be entertained. I’ve been leaving the TV on and they really don’t like bullies. It puckers their translucent butthole when we stand up to them. So, live long and prosper with that shit.”
“The ghosts know something Azren doesn’t?” West asked.
“Well, yeah. Gods aren’t all knowing,” Matilda said.
“Our dadneverknew what we were going to do ahead of time.”
Mind…blown. The more I learned about the gods, the more I was starting to think they were just like us. I didn’t think Drake wanted to ask anything like that, but whatever it was, it seemed important. I knew George had a big secret because Church thought it tasted good. Everyone in our dorm room knew. Unlike some of the assholes here, we weren’t trying to find out. We onlyjustmet her. None of us were worthy of that yet.
The same went for Drake. If he didn’t trust the students, there were plenty of professors that happened to be witches or warlocks he could have asked. Drake didn’t trust them either. And honestly, the ‘sacrificing chickens’ shit Kaylee Krauss was spreading around wasn’t anything I hadn’t heard before. I heard that shit a lot. Don’t ask me what the actual fuck they thought was going on in Mexico, but it wasn’t anything like what they did to people like Drake.
And I appreciated he didn’t go there with me despite all that.
I told my roommates I was expecting a guest and there would be ghost stuff in case they wanted to go somewhere else. Not everyone liked dealing with spirits. They didn’t like cooperating on a good day. They knew you couldn’t give them what they wanted most of the time, so they amused themselves making you grovel. And woe to the motherfucker who offended their delicate sensibilities. They’d haunt the crap out of you for shits and giggles.
Ren never left my side when I did ghost stuff in case anything went wrong. It was drastically different when a brujo called the spirits than a witch. My Abuela had been preparing me since I was a child because sometimes, the ghost didn’t want to leave.
“Drake knows sign language, so if you want to go hang out with George, we can communicate.”
