The Phoenix I Met

Chapter One

Ares

New year new me.
Fuck that shit.
New year, new city, new school, same boring old life. Moving isn't my idea of an adventure, as my mom would like me to believe. My mom's a fashion designer and a former model, and my dad? I really don't know. i've never really met him. Yep, my parents got separated when I was just a kid. So, I don't quite remember him. It's just me and my mom, when she's not working she's at home forcing kale smoothies down my throat and trying to explain to me the importance of a good skincare routine. My mom want me to follow in her foot steps, work hard, become a successful high fashion model, be famous just like her.
Moving to Japan was all for me not that i wanted this. I'm going to be walking in the tokyo fashion week and modelling for a few designers here.
"And sweetheart! Are you ready for your first day?" My mom asks me through the phone.
"Yeah" I tell her, opening the front door. I moved to Japan alone, to an apartment. Because my mom had other important work to do so she'll be coming here after a month. And one of her friends here, helped me get everything done. "Okay mom, I'll call you later when I get back." I push the button for the elevator.
"Kay bye sweetheart, love you!" She says. "Love you too mom." I hang up the call. The elevator door finally opens. I press the button for the ground floor on the panel, then look up at the mirrored wall of the elevator. I glance at my reflection, my black hair is straightened perfectly. But still, my exhaustion is pretty evident in my reflection since I got here in the midnight yesterday, after my long flight. I really didn't get the time to do my makeup, so that's that. I reach into my bag to find a tube of chapstick, hoping to salvage my lips before they end up as weary-looking as the rest of me. I was still searching for the chapstick but, as soon as the elevator doors begin to close, they open again. I turned to see a guy walking nonchalantly into the elevator. He was so tall. he seemed like a teen, Someone of my age. He was wearing purple pants with a purple top. As well as a black jacket above with red strips and yellow buttons. He was also wearing a long white scarf, a black fingerless gloves with black shoes. He had a dual hair, his bangs were a dark shade of gray while the back of his hair is almost black. He also had this kind of cobalt blue face paint on. And I can tell by the look of his that he's super cute. If my friends from New York were here I'm sure they would drool over him. Every girl would. He is the most good-looking person I have ever seen and not to forget he's very hot too. He took a glance at the panel of the elevator and went to lean on the mirrored wall which was behind me. The elevator door closes again. Something inside me tells me to look at him. I know I'm weird. Well whatever. So I took a quick but not so quick glance at him. He was still leaning and had his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes were closed. The elevator doors finally open at the ground floor, and as I was stepping off it I felt something trip the foot of my shoe and lost my balance.
'Uh, talk about bad luck.' I thought getting ready to make a collision with the elevator floor. I closed my eyes ready to feel the impact of the hard floor. Then i felt the hard texture. But it was definitely not the the floor, instead I was grabbed by someone by my waist from the back, and was gently pushed to the wall panel of the elevator. Since I lost my balance completely, I dragged him along with me. And i ended up in a situation where i was being pinned to the wall by him. I opened my eyes. And I looked up, to his face. I lost my breath, my strength in my legs slowly leaving me as I stared at him deep into his gray eyes and he stared at me with his sharp eyes. I couldn't remove my eyes off him, call me crazy for staring him, but at the moment I was frozen. It was like we were frozen when we looked at each other. "Um.."
A voice jerked us awake from the trance. We turned to see a girl standing in front of us outside the elevator. "sorry to barge in, but... Urgh whatever I'll just take the stairs, get a room you two" She left for the stairs saying that. After hearing what she just said, the guy let go of my waist. And started blushing a little. It's when I realised the position we were in. My hands were on his chest, and his hands was around my waist. It felt so intimate. I immediately let go of my hands too. I can feel my cheeks burning-
"Are you okay?" His smooth voice startled me out of my wits. Gosh he's voice is so deep and sexy, I shook my head this ain't the right time to think about this. I mentally slapped myself to get my shit together. And most importantly have I seen him somewhere? He looks a bit familiar."Yeah." I squeaked without looking him in the eye. I am a blushing mess right now. "Thanks." I added after a moment and rushed out of the elevator.

What was that?

Authors note: Hey there! I just posted the First chapter of The Phoenix I Met. I hope I didn't disappoint y'all. I'm so excited to write more chapters because there's gonna be so much drama and twists on the way and i can't wait to show you.

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