As crazy as it sounds.... She's the daughter of the unknown goddess known as FATE, who is much more stronger than Zeus.
ANYWAY!!! She had this perfectly normal life with her single guardian ... until one day her home was destroyed...
And someone sav...
He was assigned to be seated at the back row, but he knew I was staring at him, he knew, I was putting my attention on him. But still I ignored him and continued on my sketch. He passed by me and took a quick peek at my sketch. "I never knew you know me." He said, and slipped a paper at my desk, I was about to retort back but he smiled at me, causing for a few girls to sigh dreamily at him and throw glare like daggers at me.
I signed and opened the piece of folded paper. My eyes widened.
It was Greek and Curse my ADHD, it actually read; By the Flame tree .
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Was I supposed to meet him by that Royal Poinciana tree at the back. I Scowled. Who the fuck does he think he is? Ordering me around like I'm some kind of dog? I hufed and leaned my head on the palm of my hand. Turning my attention back at our professor, ignoring the stares emitted by someone at the back at my skull, burning with curiosity.
--after--
The school bell rang, ending the lesson. Mr. Saitama, bid us fairwell, we didn't actually have time for things, such as making out or whatever he quoted cause... the activity was so Damn hard! Excuse the pun. Lol.
Anyway, jokes aside, I avoided the raven haired boy, and continued on my class, thank God that that was the only class I have with him.
I spoke so soon.
On our last class today, I Took a glance at the Fire tree and saw him there, sitting idly, waiting for someone.
For me.
I stopped, trying to surpress the growing urge of grinning. I sighed. I then went towards my locker to find... nothings.
That was new. I mean, even though I don't put any stuff in there anymore, I still go over there and clean things up- since you know, bullies put garbage on my locker so they can think I was affected which I'm not. Okay, maybe a little. I mean, poor janitors! What the hell are they thinking, I'm not going to be the one getting hard feelings, it's going to be the janitors.
I sighed. And closed my locker and strolled outside. Students where looking at me weirdly again, sometimes others where looking at me with fear but I don't care. I never did actually. I sighed and walked towards the fire tree and flopped beside him, placing my bag full of books on the side.
"What do you want?" I asked. He looked at me with tired looking eyes.
"You know me." He said, I rolled my eyes.
" is that the only reason you're here?" I asked, malice dripping on my voice. He shrugged.
"Sort of." He said, I resisted the urge to punch him.
"You know what? My aunt Viola is going to arrive, I should go now." I said, politely excusing my self and stood up, heaving my bag.
"You did it, but not intentionally." He said, I looked back at him.
"What?' I asked,
"Your parents, was it true?' He asks, I clenched my fist.
"Yes, I killed them, intentionaly" I said, turning my back at him, and dashed towards the exit, thanking God for Aunt Viola's early coming.
I then dashed inside the car and locked the door.
"Oh, who's the hot guy?" Aunt Viola asks, my faced flush red from anger.
"Just some asshole." I said, she stared at me, calculating my face.
After a moment, she nodded and drove off. I shifted and took my phone out, listening to Japanese songs, dozing off slowly.
