It had been a couple day since I moved to this school. I already figured out the people I disliked.
Everyone.
I walked through the corridor and held my books to my chest and walked to my locker. I spun the code in '666' I know original but that's all I could think off!
I placed my books inside and shut the door. Oliver stood leaning against the locker next to me "what do you want" I said looking at him "nothing" he said standing up straight with a smirk on his face. "Okay then" I said exhausted and closed my locker.
A bell rang through the corridor and people started to move around quickly.
I looked at Oliver "we have psychology..." I said trying to walk away but his eyes had a grip on me. "Come with me" he said grabbing my hand and starting to walk. "Hold on, just because you kissed me doesn't mean anything, okay just leave me alone" I said taking my hand back quickly.
I felt his eyes scan me for some sort of answer, to what I'm not sure? He moved closer and I shook my head.
"I uh... I need to go" I said looking up and walking towards our lesson I heard him walking behind me. I'm not going to change. Not for him not for anyone.
I refuse.
The lesson went fast and I felt Oliver's eyes staring at me which was distracting to say the least, I also had Barbie trying to flirt with him the whole time. God she's aggravating.
Kill me.
I left the school and headed for my bike.
Reaching my dorm, I parked my bike outside and turned the ignition off. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. I walked up to my room and opened the door and lent against it as I closed it behind me.
I'm not weak and I'm not human.
I'm a demon.
I got up and quickly walked to my wardrobe and grabbed three knives out of it and slid them into my back pocket and chucked my bag on to my bed and took a deep breath I walked out of my room and outside it was the end of first period so people where everywhere including Oliver...
I could see him standing with his friends I looked around trying not to be seen by him.
I quickly started walking towards the forest turning around to see where he was but he was no longer with his friends.
I walked faster almost jogging until I reached the fence to forest. It was fenced off with electric wires but they were never on I ducked under it and walked into the depth of the forest.
The trees towered over me like bullies in a playground their branches taking every ray sun light from the sky and changing it to darkness.
My kind of place...
I stopped walking at a circle of trees all perfectly spaced apart with a large tree reaching high up into the sky. I looked around before taking my knives out and throwing them at the trees and collecting them.
The trees shook in the breeze and I aimed at each target with ease.
I heard a crack of a twig and turned in the direction quickly collecting my knives and standing behind a tree.
Oliver walked out from the trees I rolled my eyes and walked around the tree and lent my back on it silently so he didn't notice "I knew you would follow me..." I said and he quickly turned around I threw a knife and he caught it in his hand so I threw another and he caught it in his other I smiled and threw the last one at demonic speed it cut though the side of his arm but he didn't flinch or even react.
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