Fates Intertwined

Her Name (3)

Wandering the halls, trying to find my class was more difficult than I first thought. I sighed and sat down at a table in the cafeteria giving up and just waiting for the bell to ring so I could ask someone then. I put my bag and binder down thinking of that girl. She was quite peculiar. She had black hair with blue streaks and she seemed so confident in herself, I want to know more about her. I guess the first step is to figure out what her name is. I closed my eyes letting the dark consume me into unconsciousness.
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The loud ring of the bell caused my body to jolt, opening my eyes slowly I see two people staring at me. One was a girl that looked the same age as me and the other was a boy who looked a big older. Rubbing my eyes and yawning I gave them a sly smirk.

"What? Am I cute when I sleep or something?" I asked making the girl blush a little meanwhile the boy just scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I'll take that as a yes then. So, why are you two staring at me?"

"Because your a freshman like me! Right?" The girl asked me while questioning herself. She has long brown hair thst is tied back in a ponytail with blue eyes. The boy looked over at her in what seemed to be admiration for her absent mindedness, I smiled at him which made him look over at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Maria, stop being weird." The boy hit her head making her come out of her trance. "So what's your name? I'm Dustin, Grade 11." He asked me giving me a small smile, it was sweet and made me feel at ease. His blonde hair was very curly, upon further examinstion he pulled the mullet quite well and his blue eyes were very hypnotizing.

"Vincent, grade 10." I gave them a smile when I suddenly got grabbed and thrown to the floor. My head pounded, looking up I saw the jackass from earlier. He's definitely an Aries.

" So, Vincent, what were you doing with my Iris?!" He barked grabbing my shirt, pulling his arm back and his hand in a fist. I closed my eyes waiting for contact but it never came. Opening my right eye first I see her.

Iris.

"Gavin. Back off." She gave him a hard stare but he wouldn't back down, soon enough we were surrounded by groups of people watching.

Great.

"Why do we have to listen to you? Iris, your just a softy and you know it so stop pretending being a bitch!" As soon as those words left his mouth her eyes went dark, and her fist met his stomach. She punched him repeatedly, in the face, chest, even in the pelvis.

I had to to stop her.

"Iris, I started it." I lied making her stop and look at me. She glared at me for a few minutes before she sighed, got up and put her hand out for me to grab. I stared at her in confusion st first but then I grabbed her hand smiling.

And so that was the beginning of our story.

So, the girl who is as wild as a flower in a field is named Iris. So beautiful.