Chapter 11: Question's

Claire's POV:

The alarm blared through my room once again causing me to groan.

Reaching my hand over I shut it off, sitting up I let my eye's adjust to the light that was in my bedroom.

Rubbing my eyes while letting out a yawn I stand up out of the bed stumbling a little but I stop holding myself up.

Once I feel prepared I turn to make the bed before going down the latter to do my routine.

After I'm done I go and put on some clothes for the day, looking through my closet I decide on a pair of black ripped jeans with crossed stockings that reached up to my abdomen peaking out just a little bit higher then the jeans, a cropped dark green t-shirt and black combat boots to complete my outfit.

Checking the schedule for today I see I also have combat classes causing me to let out a sigh.

Grabbing all of the work I need I head out of my room and to my first class with the angels.

Sitting down at my desk I wait for the lecture to start when Jake comes bursting into the room causing the whole