Chapter 6

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*Skips 1 month*

Its the night if the prom and I'm so excited. I haven't seen my brothers or my Dad in a month, hopefully they have got the messege that I don't want anything to do with them.
Me and Ethan are getting serious now, and Claire has just started dating Grayson. They are so cute together. We have booked a hotel room for tonight. It will be me and Ethan in one room and Grayson and Claire in the other. I pack my back pack with tomorrow's clothes with black ripped jeans and a LA T-Shirt. I put on my dress. Its a pale blue on the bottom and black at the top with one strap (Dress is the picture at the top).
I don't usually wear dresses but since it's prom I will make a exception.

I walk downstairs and sit in the living room. I look at a book thats on my coffee table. Since I stopped talking to dad I have been trying to see if being half Angel comes with any abilities. Okay I can do this. I stare at the book and I try to focus. I put my hand out and I feel the tingling in my finger tips. The book starts to float. It goes higher and higher, I hold it there for a few seconds then I move my hand quickly to the right and the book follows, knocking over an ornament. Shit! I take a deep breath, that was exhausting but I'm getting better at it.

"Mum.....if you can hear me......oh I don't know. It's my prom today I hope you think I look ok? Ethan will be here soon with the limo. I can't wait, I just wish you were here to take my picture. Oh mum please come home" I say looking to the sky I so wish she was here. Then I hear my door knock.
"Wish me luck" I say again to the sky.
When I open it Ethan is wearing a black tux with a black tie. He looks amazing. He is staring at me with a small smile.

"Do I look ok?" I ask him.

"You look sensational" he said and he kisses me on the cheek. I grab my bag and walk hand in hand into the limo. Claire and Grayson are already in there.
"Here we come prom" Grayson says with a smirk.

When we arrive at the school I head straight to my locker. The boys walk off to there's since its a little further away. Mine and Claire's are right next to each other. We put our stuff for tomorrow in our lockers and wait for the boys to come back. When they do we all walk into the hall and it's so busy. The music is blaring Fifth Harmony -Worth it.
Ethan takes my hand and we sit at a small table. We get a few drinks and start to have a conversation.

"You guys want to dance" Grayson says. We all nod and head out on the dance floor. We are dancing for a while when a slow song came on.
Ethan takes my hand and pulls me in close. We start to sway from side to side. He is a really good dancer.

"Ethan I want to tell you something" I say to him looking into his eyes.

"What is it?" He asks looking a little bit worried.

"I think I love you" there is a small pause between us and he smirks.

"You think? Because I know I love you" he said which made me giggle.

"I love you so much" I say to him.

"Ditto" he replys.
The music stops and my feet are killing me. I turn around to go and sit down when suddenly someone banged into me spilling there drink all over me.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry" the young girl says looking really guilty.

"No no it's fine. Don't worry about it" I walk away into the corridor and Ethan follows me.

"Are you ok?" He asks.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I will just change into tomorrow's clothes for the rest of the night. Go back in and I will be back in 5 minutes"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah please let Claire know where I am."

"I will" he kisses me and walks back into the hall. I go to my locker and pull out my bag.
I wonder into the bathroom and change, putting my dress into my bag. Once I'm finished I go back to my locker when I hear deep breathing. I choose to ignore it. I place the bag in my locker when I hear the breathing again. I look to my left and I see someone staring at me.

"Are you ok?" I ask. She didn't reply she just growled. Okay?

"Hey?" I walk slowly towards her and I stop instantly when I see her eyes.
They were pale yellow and her teeth were razor sharp, I look down at her hands and she has blood on them. Holy cow! I look at her eyes again.

"What the hell are you?"

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