Mysterious

*Chapter 1*

"Thank you!" I said to the girl who gave me my M&M's ice cream from Dairy Queen. I was walking back home, which was only half of a mile. I was walking when I passed by a group of guys who looked a little scary. I pulled up my hood and tried to blend in. That didn't work, because they were walking my way. One pulled down my hood, and yanked on my mahogany-red hair. "Watch it." I spat coldly. Another one tightly grasped my breast. "Get the fuck away." I replied.

"Whoa, feisty one we have here."

I kicked one in the jaw. I heard him yelp in pain. "Eduardo, hold her damn legs." I felt my kicking legs being grabbed firmly shortly after. I saw some blonde hair in the dark, getting closer. He put a finger to his lips, signaling me to be quiet. I nodded slightly and I looked away. He smashed Eduardo's head with a two by four chunk of wood. He and the guy I had recently kicked in the jaw were on their way to go beat the shit out of my rescuer. The one who had a hold of my head refused to let go. I got the pepper spray out of my pocket and sprayed it in his eyes. He fell to the ground in pain. The mysterious blonde boy snatched me in his car. He just stared at me like I was crazy. "What we're you thinking? Walking past this area at this time of night?" He asked me in the most beautiful Irish accent I've ever heard.

"I was getting ice cream."

"On foot?"

"I only live half a mile away."

"At this time of night?"

"I had my pepper spray. You don't walk around this part of town unarmed."

"So what's your name Ferocious Female?"

"Ferocious?"

"You kicked ass back there, very ferocious. Now your name." He said driving the car to get me a new ice cream.

"Marah...but I guess you can call me Ferocious now. Now your name, Mysterious Male?" I asked as he laughed.

"Niall, but you can call me Nialler. That's what everyone calls me."

"Neat." I said as we pulled up to Dairy Queen. I told him I wanted an M&M ice cream. He gave it to me and I started to gobble it down. "I'll give you the directions to my house."

"No, you're staying with me."

"Excuse me?" I asked

"Those boys will come looking for you. You're staying with me."

"Fine." I wasn't even going to bother arguing. Niall had a point. What was I going to get myself into?