\\ Amazing trailer by @loyallyric //
One secret, one curse, is enough to change everything. Everything she knew, everything she thought she understood, became nothing, twisting into an ultimate heap of confusion. He is after her, the one that has...
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He never made eye contact with me, never.
I run a hand through my hair, unable to believe what I might be on to. I pace the floor of my living room, thinking endlessly to myself. It's all strange to me. All of it. I'm jarred from them though by the ring of an alarm on the stove beeps telling me to leave since I lost my phone that one distant night, it's the next best thing. Grabbing my insanely heavy backpack, slinging it over my shoulder, I rush out of the door with impeccable speed.
The moment I step outside, wind instantly weaves it's way through my chocolate toned strands, whipping them around my neck and face. The uncontrollable breeze seems to quicken once I leap off the last step of my porch. My legs carry me against the strong wind, like a fish trying to swim upstream.
The striking breeze whips at my legs, making it almost impossible to pace forward, but I keep trying. It takes me longer than usual to arrive at the school building, though somehow I'm still early. Very few vehicles litter the school parking lot as for the sidewalks are practically empty besides the select few that decide to destroy their lungs with cancer sticks.
I jaunt forward, getting closer and closer to the school grounds. I hear the slightest bit of cheering and yelling, the sound bellowing out the doors. At this point, the anticipation is growing within me, and the adrenaline is rising with every beat from my rapidly pumping heart.
The shouts become louder as I let the sound carry me to the sight. I let the sound guide me through the vacant halls of Timberland High. As soon as I turn the nearest corner which leads into an extra classroom, my eyes dilate with the sudden fear and horror of what's presented in front of me.
Constantly, rapidly, repetitively, Alakade's fist is thrown down connecting with the jaw of Jordi. He throws his hands up in an attempt to block Alakade's punches, but each time he does, it never exceeds. Unable to stand and stare like my fellow, pathetic excuse for peers, I weave my way through the crowd until I'm only feet away from Alakade.
"Stop!" I bellow as loudly as I can manage, but nothing happens with my favor. As soon as Jordi hears my tone, he lifts his head, his irises abruptly meeting mine, distracting him from Alakade's bloody knuckles. His hand comes flying down, and Jordi's head involuntarily comes crashing down on the table.
On complete and utter impulse, I throw myself in the path of his balled hand, and I brace for the stinging impact, tightly shutting my eyes, though it never comes. My eyelids flutter open slightly and I gaze down at Jordi who has blood spewing out of his nose, while dried blood forms around each corner of his mouth.
I slowly turn my body back around to face Alakade, regret flashing over his features, though it's quickly masked over by his infamous stone face.
"What are you doing! You could have injured him!" I scream in his face, and he slightly flinches, I catch a slight glimpse of his Adam's Apple bobbing as he subtly swallows his regret. Unable to control my rage, I place both of my palms on his stone hard chest, thrusting as much force as I can through my arms, pushing him. This earns some dramatic gasps, but I don't care, he doesn't scare me, not even when I know what he is.
Alakade just continually stands there, not saying anything, not displaying any sort of emotion, right now, I'm mentally screaming on top of my lungs. What got into him? He was fine yesterday!
I shift my body so I'm facing Jordi who's struggling to get up from the table. His blonde tuffs are ruffled, falling into his dark brown eyes. I stare at him with a ruthful frown, briskly take hold of his arm, lifting his body off the surface of the table.
All of Jordi's weight comes baring onto me as he struggles to stand. Without a doubt, he'll have a deleterious black eye for weeks and bruises that will cover his jawline. The more I think about it, the more sorrow that licks at the bottom of my stomach spreading like a wildfire.
The crowd makes a path for us two, subsiding off to the sides of the room.
but within the crowd, I swear I see him with his dark, mischievous, green eyes. Adrian Athen. Our eyes lock for a second, and a dangerous sneer tugs his lips, his pearly teeth showing; he seems, even more, intimidating while doing that. The tenseness in the air can be felt, but as soon as I make my way out of the classroom, it seems to stop.
What is going on here?
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