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you ever pick on him again, I’ll make you very sorry.”
    “Yes, sir. I won’t, sir.”
    “Come on, Elliot.” I turned away from the bully and started walking.
    Elliot followed and didn’t say anything until we were out from under the bleachers and back in the bright sunlight. “I didn’t know he was a Satanist.”
    I took slow breaths, trying not to give off heat. “How were you supposed to know?” I shook my head and muttered, “They fucking worship me.”
    “Are you going to hurt him?”
    I wanted to. Him and his parents, and any other Satanists they were associated with. Anyone who worshiped me as the Antichrist. But killing Satanists would get my dad’s attention, and I wanted to avoid him as long as I could. I hated it because it made me feel like a coward, but I needed better control of my powers before I took him on again. I’d been lucky on the moon, and I wasn’t arrogant enough to think I could do it again.
    The devil hadn’t come back for me after I exorcized him two months ago, but it was only a matter of time. I just didn’t want to do anything to catch his attention. I couldn’t be sure Joshua’s protection would last, although Mew-Mew said he could still see it surrounding me.
    “Not if he does what I told him,” I said.
    We were almost back at the school building before he spoke again. “You really think they’ll leave me alone?”
    I laughed. “They’d be fucking stupid not to.”
    “Do you think they’ll tell anybody about what happened?”
    “What? You mean that the Antichrist appeared under the bleachers and threatened them so they’d leave you alone?” I snorted. “Yeah, fat chance anyone’s gonna believe them, even if they’re dumb enough to talk.”
    “So you’re not worried?”
    “Fuck no. And you shouldn’t be either.”
    We barely made it back in time for Elliot to catch his bus. He hurried on and waved to me from the tiny window. I waved back and wandered off to find a secluded spot to teleport back home.

Chapter 5
    On Thursday I went back to school. I got strange looks on the bus and no one sat with me. I guess word had gotten around about what happened. More weird looks in the halls and in homeroom. It was the fucking theme of the day. I saw a few of the bullies, but all they did was glare at me. I used my power to trip them when they were too far away to think it was me. Two bullies at two different times. One fell and the other stumbled into the wall.
    When lunch came, I dropped a book off at my locker and considered what I was going to do. Ignore the jocks? Intimidate them to reinforce that they shouldn’t fuck with me? Maybe a slow, creepy smile while I passed them?
    “Hey, Alex.”
    I hesitated. It had to be some other Alex. I didn’t know anybody.
    “Alex!”
    I turned and saw the emo kid—Casey.
    “Hey,” he said, brushing his bangs away from his eyes. “You, um, wanna sit with me at lunch?”
    Just a friendly gesture, or did he want me to protect him from the jocks? Either way, this was a good chance for me to start making friends. Normal kids had friends in school, so I wanted it too, and Casey was the type I probably would’ve hung out with if I was normal. “Sure.”
    He smiled. “Cool.”
    We made our way down to the lunchroom and got in line. “I heard what happened,” Casey said. “That didn’t have anything to do with me, did it?”
    “Not really. I fucking hate bullies, and if it hadn’t been you they were picking on, it would’ve been someone else. I didn’t want to fight, but it was bound to happen.” I grabbed a tray.
    “I heard you took out all six of them.”
    “Yeah.”
    He didn’t say anything for a few seconds. When I looked over, he was staring at me with his mouth half open. “How’d you do that? Are you a superhero or something? Or like, a ninja?”
    I laughed, although saving the world probably did qualify me for superhero status. “I know how to fight, that’s all.” Lie. If I was going to have human