The wanted.
We ran to the nearest tree in search of the "gift" as we struggled for air, we were intoxicated by the air that was filled with sickness and the feeling of death surrounding us, I felt the presence of him near, where was he? Slowly I started to believe what my friends had said, "he's still here Bella." I was too busy to think now, I had to reach the lake before, before it was too late.
Three days earlier...
Bye mom! I'm going to pick up Nat at her house, "Be careful, honey," "I'll miss you" she replied in a tearful response. I slowly walked out of my home, just to see him standing there, absolutely perfect, brown hair, eyes twinkling in the sunlight, and utterly flawless. I was still surprised to be calling him my boyfriend... "I missed you." I managed to say. "I missed you too" He quickly opened my door and took my bags into the back of his old, rusted, red Chevy We pulled up to Nat's driveway and kind of regretted it, she was with her boyfriend Evan, and kind of hoped her mother didn't see her, she wouldn't have let Evan set foot in her home, forget going to the same college as her only daughter, Nat would be considered the favorite in her family, mainly because she is the only girl out of her four brothers. But she's not as angelic as her mom believes she is. She's actually kind of the opposite. They piled into the car, and I was pretty devastated, Erick and I wouldn't get a moment alone until we were settled into our dorms.
€Nat's Pov€
"Thanks, Bella, for letting me talk." While my mom was making breakfast, I was up in my room talking to Evan,we were making plans for the next week.
"What would your mom think If I ask permission to date you?" Evan asked me.
"I don't know. But I don't think you should bring it up because I don't want to lose you if she says no," I said. His phone pinged.
"Oh, I got a text a message from Bella she's almost pulling up, let's head downstairs," he said, but I had a feeling this conversation wasn't over. As we slowly pull up to our new school "Darkwood University" we see different cliques in every corner, the new preppy cheerleaders who were probably obsessing over their designer shoes, the college nerds, the gothic clique, and the college bitches also known as the popular girls. I've been at this school long enough to know that I wasn't going to fit in. Anyways nevermind that, I have my friend here and nothing is going to stop me from having a great year..
Unless you know things go like last year, we arent really any of the stereotypyes that are named here at darkwood, because somehow we got mixed in with the artists and the introverts. Bella and I are somewhat different though, we wouldn't say that we are artists, we are nothing like that actually, I major in dance and Bella majors in Visual and Preforming arts. But if I were to know what we were running into we wouldnt have been here.
