Christina x Fem Reader! (15-17 yrs)

Dammed to Hell.

You utter shyly, almost ashamed to be asking a query to someone who is on a completely different level of angelic than you.

"Christina, you?" She comments without hesitation.

"Y/N!" Mentioning your name feels like a violation already.

You see her giggle to herself, but not in a bad way.

"Well, earlier when I had run into you, you seemed lost. Do you need help finding your way around?"

Her gaze became more and more tense. You clench your jaw to stop your heart from falling out of your mouth. You attempt to speak but all that comes out is air.

"Pardon me?" She vocalizes. "Ye-yes!" "Alright!" She offers a hand, hinting for you to take it so she can lead the way. You reluctantly grab it, flustered.

"So are you new to this school?" She asks.

"Well, I moved here from Texas.." You stutter. "Wow, Texas? Must be a lot warmer there than here!" "I guess that would be an understatement!"

You analyze her features up and down. You had never noticed her perfect facial features. They look so angelic to where you have to resist caressing her face. "When did you travel here?" "Well, I had to miss like half of last year's school. Then summer happened and now I'm here." "So about a year ago?" She questions "Yea."

She is slightly faster than you are, just about her foot being right in front of you when it goes back. Her soft footsteps imitate the sound of "Tip tap, tip tap."

"So what class are you going to?" You utter "Well it's pretty much on the other side of the school."

"Oh! Thanks for doing this for me even though it's way out of your way..."

"It's fine!"

She smiles. She stops in front of a large people-filled classroom.

"So thanks again for leading me here! See you later?" "For sure!" And she turns on her heel to walk to her class.