Hey! Um, okay, so this is my first story which is a Modern Beauty and the Beast and its quite short but I just wanna see if you guys like it, please comment/vote/fan if you do. All feedback is appreciated! Thanks! <3<3 x
Kallista Rae Valentine was going to camp. And not just a summer camp. A camp for troubled teens – a place where your parents put you when they think they’d had enough of you. Kallista was the only one of her other two siblings that was going, it simply wasn’t fair. Her two sisters, Elena and Arianne, were perfect, in her mother’s eyes, so they didn’t have to go. God forbid if her parents had to be separated from their two beloved daughters. Needless to say, Kallista wasn’t one of them. The only thing Kallista had in common with her sisters was that she was beautiful. In everything else, they were complete opposites. They were mean, complete airheads and popular – she, was not. Not to mention the fact that she was the youngest of them, 16, and so it gave them plenty of opportunity to bully her at school. And when Kallista played a prank on them to get them back, it was ‘too far’, her parents said. They were sick of her complaining, Elena and Arriane were perfectly kind to her and she was just making life difficult for them. As if. Her father was the only one who had taken some sort of stand against her mother’s wishes for Kalli to come here, but her mother had said that either she would make him leave the house or Kallista would go to the camp. Her father had loved his wife too much to speak out against her, even for the sake of his daughter.
So, that was how Kallista wound up at Camp Crystal Lake. She didn’t want to go, but she had to. It was here for 6 months, or the rest of her school years in a strict all-girls boarding school, in Switzerland. This camp was sort of like a boarding school – you got some classes, but a lot of the time was spent in character building, social skills and counselling. She didn’t need counselling – what she needed was her sisters to leave her alone. At least, in a twisted way, her wishes would be partly fulfilled by going to the camp; she wouldn’t have to put up with them for 6 months. It was like one of those fairy tales in which the wishes are warped so that they’re granted, even if not quite in the way you wanted.
On her first day at the camp, she was tripped up, called mean names, and bossed around by almost everyone. At lot of the teenagers were very tough and angry looking so she didn’t dare stand up for herself or pick a fight with any of them. There was this one boy though, Aleks, that seemed to hate her even more than everyone else. He was really ugly, with dark brown hair, a scar running all the way down the left side of his face and big, thick glasses - but Kallista didn’t really care about that too much. What she cared about was the intense fury that seemed to radiate towards her every time he saw her. His pale blue eyes drilled holes in her, piercing her with pure loathing. It was impossible that he could hate her so much, without even knowing her. He didn’t seem to want to talk to anyone though, or even make an effort to be courteous, so maybe it wasn’t just her, and he was just distant, aloof and hateful towards everyone. Maybe.
Three long and hard months passed and Kallista was just as miserable as she was on that first day. The only good thing was that there was only three more months until she could go home. But, one evening she received news that her father was very ill and Kallista should go home to take care of him while her sisters and mother were on holiday in the Caribbean. Despite everything, she really cared about her father and was extremely sad to hear that he was unwell, but there was also a feeling of elation - she would be out of here for two whole weeks!
Kallista left, and went back to her father. While she was taking care of him she thought of Aleks, and what he would be doing right then. Even after how much he seemed to despise she couldn’t help but feel they had a connection. She was sure he didn’t hate everyone as much as he hated her but, there was something about the way his gaze followed her that was different and made it seem like he was waiting for her to do something, anything. Maybe turn around and start shouting at him; confronting him. Instead, every time he looked at her, she equalled his stare with one of her own – of revulsion and loathing and maybe a little of curiosity? She couldn’t help it, he was intriguing. The way he seemed not to care about anything, whether it be classes, homework, teachers or his classmates. Well, that wasn’t strictly true – he was a straight-A student, like Kallista so he must care about his work. And, he cared about his music – she’d heard him sing and play the guitar from his room when she was passing, and it was the most captivating voice she’d ever heard. His voice was powerful, but warm and completely mesmerising. It was hard to imagine such a voice from someone who seemed so cold and unfeeling. Quite a few times she’d paused for a minute outside his door, just to listen to him play and sing. She herself played the piano and had tried to sing along sometimes, but had never gotten very far.
