Devil & The Angel

Chapter 6: Meeting Him

It begins to get a bit more exciting here;)

I followed the tall, blonde girl through the busy corridor. She led me to a door.

'Here we are' She opened the door and walked in.

 I walked behind her and into the large room, it was huge. There were about twenty students or so talking to each other, the girl that took me here had sat down at the back with three other girls. There weren't any seats at the back so I had to make do with sitting at the front. People around me were staring, I hope my real hair wasn't showing.

A cheering noise came from the door and in came five different boys, they were all very attractive but one of them had remarkable features. Features that you'd find only ever in a book. His features were almost like mine. His hair was jet black, there wasn't a trace of other colour, which was rare as black hair is hard to come by. His eyes glistened in the light when the sun reflected off them, green like mine. He was tall and had incredibly broad shoulders. He had the type of arms that you'd want to be held in, they were so strong. His skin was pristine, he was perfect. But the odd thing was that I had a horrible feeling about him. His glow was a colour that I'd never seen before on any person. His presence made my hairs stand on end, but not in a good way. There was something about him that wasn't good, it gave me the chills.

Everyone in the class went silent as he walked in, people were hypnotised, all the girls were giggling and flicking their hair. I was curious. I wanted to know why his glow was such a strange colour, had something happened to him? A loud noise made me jump out of my skin, it was him.

'MOVE and get the hell out of my seat! What do you think you're doing?' 

I froze, I looked up from my desk and locked eyes with his, all the colour from his face had disappeared, his eyes became warm and his glow was more radiant. I was angry, who does he think he is? Demanding me to move when I sat here first. I looked him dead in the eye.

'No,' I smiled. I couldn't work out his feelings, they were all over the show. There was anger, warmth and confusion. He was confused.

'What did you just say to me?' He gasped. Looking extremely shocked and like he had just ran a marathon.

'I said no, do you think you have some sort of entitlement to be sitting here? Do you own this seat? If so, how much did you pay for it because id quite like to stay here, thanks.' I wanted to burst out laughing, the stupid boy didn't know what to say, he was shell shocked that someone could possibly answer him back. It was strange though because I saw a hint of play in his eyes, he was enjoying this, I could tell. I could hear the rest of the class snigger and make shocked noises, this was fun. A sudden grip was put round my wrist, he dragged me out of my seat and pulled me along the classroom, what the hell. He pushed me outside.

'No one, I mean no one talks to me like that.' He glared at me.

'Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it? Beat me up? A poor innocent girl like me.' I could see the corners of his mouth upturn slightly, he was amused.

'I'll lock you in the cupboard, that's where the rest of the bad girls go.' He said this with a hint of cheek. 

Once again, he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward a cupboard door. With all my force, I grabbed hold of him and pushed him as hard as I possibly could. To my shock, I had pushed him all the way down the corridor. I stared at my hands, how on earth did I do that. No way could I have pushed a man of his size that far. He walked towards me, his mood had changed. He didn't hate me, I could feel it. He was curious about me like I was about him. If I concentrated enough, I could almost feel an attraction but maybe I was imagining things.

'I have to go.' He murmured.

 With that, he walked along the corridor and disappeared. I was exasperated, what had just happened. He left my body feeling all strange. There was a mixture of mangled up emotions. Feelings of apprehension and the fear of the unknown but also, there was a magnet. I felt drawn to him like I couldn't leave him alone. It was bizarre.