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Dante's POV

I stood there, staring at her, for what felt like a millennia and I knew that I was looking like an idiot, but I didn't care because it was her. She was the one that I was to love forever. She was my soul mate and I would happily stare at her forever, except not only would that scare her, but my concentration was knocked by the teacher.

"You must be the new student, Dante Nicholai." The middle aged teacher said to me as more of a statement. I nodded to her before going over to her. "Here is your sketch book, a set of colouring pencils and HB pencils. Sit anywhere you want." I smiled brightly at her when she said that and scanned the room for her. She was dressed in dark, but exquisite gothic clothing and she had shimmering white hair that had black streaks in it, it was dead straight. She was hunched over a thick, black sketch book and she was drawing something. She had a top on that revealed her shoulders and I could see what looked like a tattoo across her shoulders, but it was covered by her very long hair. Only some like me could have seen it.

I walked over to her table, past all the hands girls who now seemed ugly compared to her and her eyes flickered up to me as I sat down beside her. She looked a little surprised that someone would sit beside her, but she just went back to her work.

"Alright class, as it is the first day back, I want you to draw the best thing that happened to you this summer." The teacher told us and this girl in front of me smiled before turning the page in her sketch book.

I needed to know her name; it was killing me and so I nudged up against her, causing heat and sparks to go through me. It was defiantly her. I lightly nudged her arm and she looked up at me from her drawing of an acceptance letter.

"Hi, I'm Dante." I said to her as I extended my hand for her to shake it. She looked at me and then at my hand before licking her lips. Damn, I would love to kiss those lips and other areas.

"Hey, I'm Belladonna." She said to me and it was the softest, most darling voice that I had ever seen.

"Belladonna? That's such a beautiful name." She raised an eyebrow at me and smiled. 

"So Dante, you're new?" She asked me as I started to draw my family moving to Portland.

"Yeah, just moved here." I said and I really didn't know what else to say. "I like your tattoo." I blurted out and her head snapped up to look at me. Her eyes were wide with shock and she touched her shoulder lightly.

"You...um..." She mumbled before grabbing her stuff and bolting. The teacher didn't even seem to notice or care as Bella left the class.

Belladonna's POV

He was gorgeous with his green emerald eyes and dark hair that framed his slightly pale face. He did something to me. It was like a rush of love and passion went through me. I had never felt like this before. He was in the sexiest looking leather jacket and tight black jeans. He looked at me like he wanted to ravish me and I wanted to let him. What was going on with me? I never felt like this before about anyone. When he touched me, I felt like the shield and the ice shell that I'd had around me since my dad died was slowly melting away, but I saw snapped out of this haze when he mentioned my marks, which he called tattoos.

He saw it, how did he see it? No one can see my magic marks but my mother and other magical beings. No one has ever noticed them at school, never and it really freaked me out when he said he could see them that I grabbed my stuff and ran. The teacher didn't notice or care that I'd gone because I'd magically made her think that I was sick and she sent me to the nurse. The nurse here is a witch, so I went to her.

"Bella? What are you doing here?" She asked me as I sat down.

"The new kid, Dante, he saw them. He saw my marks."

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