Strange Child

C̶H̶A̶P̶T̶E̶R̶ ̶T̶H̶R̶E̶E̶

ZOEY FELT SOMETHING POKING HER THE NEXT MORNING.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a plant vine. It waved at her and then disappeared.

"That's one day to wake a girl up..." Zoey grumbled before falling out of bed.

As she was finishing her morning routine, she felt a vine wrap around her ankle. Zoey took a deep breath, then let it out screaming, "IF YOUR TRYING TO SCARE ME, IT ISN'T WORKING!"

The vine instantly let go and retreated back downstairs. Zoey smiled slightly and went back to finding something to wear.

She finally decided on a long sleeved black sweater that went down past her knees, jean shorts, white and black thigh-highs and her red and black flats.

She grabbed a fist full of her shoulder length light brown hair and tied it to the side.

Zoey looked at herself in the mirror. She hated how much she looked like her parents. She shook her head and grabbed her favorite black choker, slipping it on.

Zoey walked downstairs and into the kitchen. She gave her aunties a kiss and then walked out.

Zoey had forgotten to send some Black Fog to go pick up her things. Unfortunately, that held her homework. Unfinished homework.

***

As she stepped into the school, she was grabbed by the arm (right on her Black Magic Worker Tattoo) and dragged out of view.

"H-hey! Let g-go!" She protested. She couldn't see who it was. They had a black hoodie on, with the hood up and shadows covering their face.

She thought it was male, probably a couple years older.

She focused her energy on her tattoo, making it burn. It melted the thin fabric of her shirt and burned the man's hand. He screamed in pain and jumped back. He held his hand close to his chest, trying to ease the pain.

"W-who are y-you?!" She yelled at him, backing away and crouching slightly. Her eyes darted around, looking for any advantage she might have. The wind blew lightly in her direction, letting her smell his scent. Her eyes widened at his smell.

"Death Magic..." She mumbled. "That's right, Miss Strange Child," He announced proudly. He took off his hood, revealing his face.

He was handsome, to say the least. He had slightly tanned skin, beachy blonde hair, and frosty eyes. He smiled at Zoey, showing off razor sharp teeth.

"Are you sc-c-cared~?"

"N-no!"

"Right. My name is Frost, I'm from the A.M. group. You are coming with me."

"T-to be killed?! No way!"

His smile dropped and he raised his hand. Crackling and the sound of freezing filled the air as he made ice appear on his hand. Frost smiled again and aimed the ice shards at her. "Sorry, Miss Strange Child.... Di-"

He was cut off by a fireball being shot at him. It missed, but it caught both Zoey and Frosts' attention.

"Leave her Alone!"