Golden angel

An: I just want you guys to know that NONE of the facts in this story are true none of them ok? Good lets start this bitch!

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I stare at my feet as I manoeuvre my way through the hallways. Please don't look me please don't look at me! I thought even though I can feel their gazes burning into the back of my head. I don't know why but this school unsettles me. I walk up to the locker that's supposed to be mine but it doesn't want to open. "Damn it!" I grumbled softly to myself.

I hear a melodic chuckle behind me and I turn around to see the most beautiful creature I've ever has the privilege of looking at. ok maybe that's a little over the top but you get my idea. He had black hair dip dyed green and blue on the ends which fell messily over his eyes he was very tall and he had golden skin, not really pale but not really tan but his eyes were very unsettling one was dark blue and the other was red. I quickly snapped out of my daze to glare at him.

"What do you want?" I snapped at him. he smirked at me.

"Need a little help there?" He reached over and quickly unlocked my locker.

"How did you do that?" I glared suspiciously at him.

"It's my locker." he just smiled down at me, amused. Prick. "So what's your name fledgling?" I looked at him weirdly when the word fledging left his mouth but decided to ignore it.

"D'artinielle Pagan. But please call me arty." I looked at him pleadingly. people have made the mistake of calling me dee dee.

"Specially beautiful name for a specially beautiful girl. The names Carter. So arty what are you?" I looked at him weirdly.

"A girl? what do you mean?"

"Oh no. You don't know do you?" Worry and panic was etched on his face.

"Know what?" My face hurts because of looking at him so weirdly for so long. What is he talking about? I thought to myself.

"Ok. Um, come here." He grabbed my hand and pulled me through the hallways. His hand felt soft reassuring so that's why I wasn't very nervous. strange how he can calm me down like that and I've only known him for like two minutes.

Your such a fucking slut and a mistake! I don't know why I gave birth to you! You're the reason he left! My moms drunken tear stained face came into mind but I quickly put it in the back of my head and locked it there. honestly I don't know what she was talking about my dad was in the living room and my brother was just in college. so I didn't know who the "he" was and I still don't I've asked her about it multiple times but she just shuts me out. Every day after that it was like she was just a cardboard cut out of my mother. She was there but just barely. Three months after that, my mother went crazy and my dad just vanished I lived on my own in that house for a month then social services found out and since I'm only sixteen I'm technically not allowed to live alone like that so I had two options: live with my brother, which I couldn't because he doesn't even know what's going on, or go to a boarding school that they said "was for special people". Me, being the dumb bitch that I am, I chose the ladder, so here I am welcome to my story...

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