I'm in Love With You..

Chapter 1

Do you ever just sit around and question life. Why you can't be considered pretty, normal? Why the bullying never stops? Why your parents can't express that they love you? These are the type of things that I seem to ask myself every single day. Sometimes I wonder if ending it would make things easier. But then I start dancing and realize that I'd be leaving so much behind. Archer, Titus, and Quinlynn, the only true friends that I really have. I have my older brother Maddox, and our older brother Ryland. They Are who I'm living for. Dance is my safe haven... and they are my safety net when that ends.

I was so caught up in the emotion that I was portraying in this new piece that I didn't even notice the guy that walked in applauding. That alone caught me stumble over my feet. Not because he caught me off guard, but because he looked like he was sent straight from heaven.

"Wow! I've never seen someone emote so much into a piece. It was so powerful and absolutely stunning." His voice. My god, it was so angelic that it should be illegal.

"Uh, t-thank you. You're probably here to use to s-s-studio, I mean why else would you be here. So I'll just get my stuff and get out of your way." Get it together Jezebel, he's just a guy. A gorgeous guy, but still just a guy.

"Actually, I'd love it if you stayed. I could use some pointers... and I'd like to see any other pieces you have, if that's fine with you."

Heh, stupid. He only asked 'cause he feels sorry for you. Don't get your hopes up

".... Uh, y-y-yeah. Uh sure o-ok." I'm a absolute mess. A freaking, mumbling mess. I never stutter, not even when I'm getting bullied. But for some unknown reason, he was causing me to act this way. I don't know if this should be a good thing or not.

As soon as he started dancing, I could tell that he was doing his to good off and it was quite hilarious. I started to giggle and he turned around smiling.

"So, I take it that you're not an actual dancer." He shook his head still smiling. Which caused me to still smile.

"Nah, I'm actually here to pick up my little sister. But I saw you and needed to find some reason to talk to you." And he winked at me. I kind of just stood there speechless. This is very new territory for me. I'm eighteen and completely clueless. Plus, I still don't know his name. If it was Adonis since he's a god, I'd be screwed.

"But I don't even know your name. That's usually the first thing you tell someone when trying to get to know them. That's like the 'get to know them' rule. At least I think it is. I kinda made it up." And so the rambling begins. This only happened when I'm nervous, which would definitely count as now.

"You're cute when you ramble. My name's Phoenix Calloway." A fiery name for a fiery personality

"Jezebel. Jezebel Knight."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful person.

Lies. A guy out to crush the heart. Like him already.

Man am I fucked.

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So here's a new story that I'm excited to write. And if you guys haven't figured it out already, Jezebel has schizophrenia. Schizophrenia is a serious condition that I believe some chose to see the bad in. I want to portray it as something that can be beautiful and isn't always dark.

I'm trying this new thing where I update once a week, so we'll see how that goes.