Katarina Devoir was a 17 year old who was now dicovering her true destiny. Evil is real, but where there is darkness there is light and the light always overpowers darkness.
I woke up from the forest floor where I had unknowingly found myself, I recognised my surroundings, I was at the old Wickery Bridge. All I can remember was drinking with them and ranting on about my problems and.......well you know, that was it, I was out like a light.
And next to me, on my right lay Oliver Gregory, he seemed to be watching over me as though he had not even slept, he was very special to me and he meant a lot, he was always there when you needed a hand or just simply someone to talk to, for if I had to go the rest of my life without a supportive and caring person such as Oliver I don't know what I would do.
Oliver was about 6.2", a well built body, with beautiful dark locks, pale blue eyes and gorgeous pink lips. But honestly, Oliver, I had always and always will, only ever consider him a brother. My older brother for he was a good two years older than I.
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And to my left my currently sound asleep best friend, Maddison Lemaire or well Maddi for short. She was.....well there has not yet been a word invented to describe Maddi as a whole.
She was about 5.6", her long beautiful blonde hair now rested on the leaf littered forest floor. She had warm brown eyes and pink flushed skin with her cheekbones quite noticeable.
She was the sister I never had. She was just absolutely amazing, for sometimes I was under the impression that she was an angel sent to me from above.
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I picked myself up and look around, Oliver closely watched my every step, I hadn't seen Gabriel next to Maddison or Oliver so I assumed he had awaken before us. I moved along the dirt path leaving Oliver to keep Maddison company, in the near distance I noticed Gabriel leaning on an old oak tree staring out over the water, lost in his thoughts.
Gabriel Hamilton was about 6.3", his muscular body arched in a way that made me admire him even more than I usually did. His soft brown curls swaying a bit in the melodic wind. His green, emerald coloured orbs, soft but peircing. His skin was flawless and jawline perfect.
I think I liked him. I had never admitted or shown him any signs of my true feelings, for I was never quite sure if he felt the same. Or if he ever would.
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I walked on towards him and......
Until next time
- A
And a little fun fact did u know that Gabriel means "strength in god". I
