The soaking green mess of trees outside the crimson Jaguar's window became a blur since we were moving at least one hundred miles an hour on this lonesome road to purgatory.
To school.
No, not just school. High school. A world of petty gossip and ignorant children. My personal Hades.
I was doomed to this impossible world of these unintelligent kids repeatedly. I'm starting again today as a junior, for the fifth time. Being born in the late nineteenth century didn't help any.
It was days like this and the ones to come that truly made me want to end my life.
"Cornelius!" a low, shocked male voice sounded.
I didn't turn to look at my blond headed "brother", Donovan. I had forgotten to keep my thoughts in check, it offended him when I thought of taking my life, the one he fought to save. He could hear any thought I've made the second before he read my mind. But not while I made them. This was one of those rare gifts you get for coming into this new life of immortality. I'd gladly trade it back for mortality.
