The Devil's Angel [DISCONTINUED]

8.

   Through out the entire school day, I kept replaying the event that happened with Angelina. And every time I did, my heart would feel fuzzy and my cheeks would turn a light shade of pink.

   ' She'll be the death of me...' I thought as I once again waited for Angelina outside our school library. My face felt hot at the memory of her lips, and butterflies flew all around my stomach.

   " Lucifer!" I heard an angelic voice call out from down the hall, causing me to whipped my head around. Angelina was cheerfully running towards me, her golden curls bouncing as she ran.

   But right when she was about to reach me, she tripped over something. I immediately dropped my backpack and caught her before she hit the floor.

   Angelina laid in my arms bridal-style, her eyes shut as her arms held onto herself fearfully," Are you ok?" I asked, lifting her up a bit.

   She slowly opened her eyes, looking up at me," I-I'm fine...I trip a lot..." She replied, her cheeks a rosy red as she held tightly to her necklace.

   I helped her back up, grabbing my backpack before standing in front of the library entrance," Ready to go in?" I question, looking over at Angelina, who had her book about the Ghost-Witch now clutched to her chest.

   " Ready!" She answered, showing off her radiant smile towards me. I nodded, walking into the some-what chatty library.

   We began to wonder the book shelves, trying to ignore the noise," It's really...noisy here, ain't it?" Angelina commented from the other side of the book shelf.

   I nodded in agreement, though she couldn't see me "Yeah... most students come here as an excuse to hangout with each other." I stated, flipping through a book titled American Legends before placing it back onto it's shelf.

   I continued searching the shelf till something caught my eye. I bent down a little as I reached for it, once I pulled it out, I looked up to see Angelina from the other side of the book shelf.

   She was reading a book in her hand, her facial was calm as she read, humming a soft tune - that seemed too familiar to me - as she played with a small necklace charm. Instead of continuing the search for anything relating the topic, I stayed in my position, watching her.

   But once she noticed me gazing at her from the other side, her cheeks turned pink in embarrassment," W-What are you looking at..?" She asked nervously as she continued to ramble on about my starring, but I wasn't paying attention.

   My attention was slowly drawn to her lips, which looked soft and pink. My face burned up at the thoughts that swarm in my head. ' Nope. Get the thoughts out. I can't have feelings for-' " Lucifer!" I heard Angelina yell, snapping me back to reality," Did you hear what I just said?"

   I shook my head,"..S-Sorry..." I apologize, rubbing my head as I continued to look at the ground.

   " It's fine." She replied, waving her hand up in reassurance," I was asking if you're ok?"

   I looked up at her in confusion," What? I'm fine, why do you ask?" I questioned, standing strait again.

   Angelina walked over to my side on the shelf," Because your face is red." She replied, reaching her hand up to touch my right cheek," Sheesh! Your very warm! Do you want to sit down or something?"

   I could feel my face heat more the longer she touched me ' I'm doomed...' I thought as she dragged me over to a small wooden table," Stay right here, I'll get you some water." Angelina commanded, walking away towards the water fountain.