Chapter 7 -Myre's P.O.V.-

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She ran at top speed through the trees. No, she didn't have 'Super speed' or 'Super strength'. And she wasn't allergic to garlic or the sun or.. anything for that matter. But, she was slightly faster and stronger than most people. She pretended though.. pretended to be one of the slowest, weakest people in her classes. Also, on occasion, she would fake an allergy.

She started panting. She was beginning to run out of breath. "Why the fuck do they have to have it so far into the woods?!" She let out another deep, heavy breath then jogged to a tree where she sat down and tried to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. The grass seemed especially soft here.. And the tree was awfully comfortable.. it was so warm here, while everywhere around was beginning to feel cold. Her heart beat began to slow and her breathing started to even out. She lay there, under the tree with the sun raining warmth down on her through the leaves. The world around her completely silent except for the occasional bird. She let out a content breath and allowed her self to fall into a blissful sleep.

"Do you always sleep on the forest floor princess?" Myre opened her eyes and looked around, completely awake and alert. She didn't say a word, just took in her surroundings. It sounded like a boy, possibly one around her age. She heard a crack from above and a small twig fell down beside her. She looked up and saw the silhouette of someone sitting there, staring down at her.

She stood up and tried to cover the sun with her hand. "Who the hell are you?" She couldn't make out any of his features and it was slightly annoying her. He jumped down and landed right in front of her, where she had been sleeping, less than a foot away. Now she could see what he looked like.

He was.. highly attractive in her opinion, to say the least. He had eyes that completely black except for a few blue flecks. He was extremely pale and he had jet black hair. He was taller than her and when she looked him up and down she saw that he was dressed in a Band-T and black jeans.

She coughed and ran a hand back through her hair, trying to gather herself before briefly closing her eyes. She opened them again and saw him staring straight at her with his head slightly cocked to the side. "You alright princess?" She narrowed her eyes. "Fine, now. I'll ask again, who are you?" He smiled. "Well, I'm your dear prince. Call me Hunter." He bowed dramatically. Myre face palmed. "More like my fool." He stood up and stepped closer, taking her hands and looking into her eyes. "So then I am yours? And you're mine?" She pulled her hands away and made a disgusted face, hiding how much that actually appealed to her. "Uhm, no." He pouted. "Why not princess?" She looked away and noticed that the sun was already an inch lower than it had been before. She looked back at him. "Because I'm busy and you're keeping me away from what I have to do."

She turned away from him and tried to determine the direction that she should be headed now. If she had turned here to rest at the tree, then she should be heading striaght ahead of her now. He stepped in front of her. "Can I come with you?" She gave him an annoyed look. "And why would I let you come with me, Hunter?" She said his name with venom, trying to scare him off, but he just looked at her with an innocent, blank expression. "Well... because you're my princess."

She narrowed her eyes and growled, shoving past him as she broke into a run. "You don't even know me Hunter!" She ran as fast as she could without tripping over anything or running into a tree. "But I can tell that you're my princess." She looked over, saw him, tripped, then fell. She looked up at him to see him looking at her then watched as he ran into the tree. She laughed and stood up, dusting herself off.

When he walked over he was rubbing his head. She looked up at him and smirked. "Ya know, I think you deserved that." He frowned, appearing slightly angry. "It only happened because I was worried that you hurt yourself!" He looked her up and down then dropped his hand to his side. "Are you alright?" She folded her arms. "Yeah, I'm fine." She looked him up and down in return then glanced back down in the direction that they came from. "How were you going so fast?" She knew the answer already of course, but she wanted to hear him say it. He looked down and stuck his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels, a small smile playing at his lips. "A way." She narrowed her eyes. "What way exactly?" He looked back up at her and smiled completely. "Well princess.. you already know why... I'm like you."



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