This story is about girl named lynix. She's part demon. Though her background is pretty dark she's still a pretty normal girl. She has friends, a job and a love for music. Everything has been running smoothly for a good two years. That is untill a...
Chapter 1- Drifter “Fucking hell” I sat up slowly and looked around in attempt to understand the world around me. ‘yep still the same’ I thought to myself. I dragged my lazy body out of the bed and into the shower. After stripping and a long cold filled wait later, I finally hop in; instantly lathering myself in my poppy seed body wash. I washed my hair last night, so there’s no need to wash it this morning. (it makes ur hair all nasty >o<)
After getting out of the shower I brushed my teeth, put on lotion ect. Once dressed I looked in the mirror one more time.
(Outfit )
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My body was fairly nice, I had a thigh length red dress to compliment my rather pail skin, some black thigh highs to show off the shape of my legs with black heeled boots to give my that extra inch; making me 5’5. And to top the look off, I wore a denim jacket that makes my blue eye stand out. And yes I said eye, I have one electric blue eye and one crimson red. (See pic)
Now your probably thinking how unnatural that is. Well that’s because I’m not natural or normal really. I’m part demon, and with being part demon can be pretty cool, it can also be horrible. For example.
Along with my red eye and black hair, I also have strange markings on my body. Most of them are on my back and arms. Though I do have a on my stomach. Sometimes when my power gets out of control my hands will turn black and the markings will grow to my neck and eyes. Those days are the worse. You see I already have really strong hearing, smell, touch, and taste. But on the bad days, it’s times 50.
Suddenly my phone goes off telling me it’s time to go while bringing me back to reality. I grab my truck keys and run out the door. “damn. Another day with idiots” I say to myself as I drive to school. I arrive within 10 minutes, I park my truck and walk through the doors to my locker. I quickly grab my bag and walk to class. I can feel the lustful eyes on me from the men as I continue to walk into my first class, history.
(Truck)
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Now don’t get me wrong I love this class, just not the teacher. And just as the thought crossed my mind the bald devil him self walked in. I looked out the window at the cars drifting off onto the road, doing their own thing. ‘I guess in a way we’re all the same. Just drifting through life’ and with that thought. I to drifted off to my own little world.
First chapter you guys!! What do you think? I know it’s short and I’m sorry I’ll do better next time. Leave some comments on what you think of it. Until next time!!
