Meduline:
I couldn’t help but smile at him every time our eyes meet. I probably looked like a retard but when we are together like this, I don’t really care. I just hope I don’t scare him off. We walked into class and everyone became silent as they stared at us, or more specifically our held hands. I suddenly felt slightly subconscious but I held my head high so as to not look scared. All the girls that normally flaunted around me wishing to speak to me were glaring at me. Damian squeezed my hand, making me look at him. I was surprised to see him glaring at the girls as well. He pulled me along with him to the back of the class and sat me down next to him.
“First she is all over Trevor and now she is holding hands with Damian? Wow what a Tramp”, I hear Estella mutter to one of her friends. I roll my eyes at the irony. Estella puts the E in easy when it comes to guys.I hear a growl next to me and see Damian practically burn holes into Estella’s back. It was a rather funny thing to watch. I place my hand on top of his thigh to calm him down and he immediately locks eyes with me.
“It’s okay, it doesn’t really affect me” I whisper to him softly.
“Yeah but it still bothers me, no one should ever express themselves about you in that matter”, I hear him say in my head?
“Sorry about that I forget that you are not aware of my telepathic abilities, I just wanted to talk to you without getting you into trouble with the teacher”, Damian says.
“It’s okay I guess?”
“Good because I will be doing it often”, he says as he smiles at me.
Damian:
I walked Meduline to the cafeteria and as we stood in line for our food I cached a whiff of that filthy blooded. I glance behind my shoulders and see him glaring at me.
“I will be right back, I think I forgot something in my locker” I whisper to my beloved. I didn’t like the fact that I was in some way deceiving her but I couldn’t tell her the truth either, at least not yet.
“Ok” she nodded. I retrieved my arm that was on her shoulder and glance once again to that Trevor kid; letting him know to follow me.
I could feel him following me as I walked behind the school where we wouldn’t be seen. I turned to the right and leaned against the wall as I crossed my arms across my chest in a defensive manner. Trevor turned and looked at me, or more like glared. His hands where at his sides formed into tight fists.
“We need to talk”. He said in what he probably thought was a demanding voice. I rolled my eyes at the obviousness.
“Well thanks for your insights on what is obvious”. I said in a monotone voice. I could see a vein on his forehead, ready to pop.
“Look we both know what you are so whatever it is that you have in mind on doing with Meduline, you can forget it”. He said angered. I could feel the heat emanating from him. I took a whiff of the air and smirked.
“Well well someone is going through their second phase, all those emotions must be driving you insane” I commented.
“Shut up!!” he screamed outraged. My smirk deepened.
“What is that phrase mortals use these days...Mmm oh right, you must be PMIsing” I said.
“Look I don’t need to listen to your stupid crap, just leave Meduline alone!!”He shouted on the verge of morphing.
“Well I most certainly can’t do that, you see… Meduline just so happened to be my alos misos” I said with a malicious grin at the end.
“You’re what?” he said in a confused manner. I chuckled lowly at his perplexed facial expression.
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Medusa's Legacy
Teen FictionMeduline preston has everything she can wish for great friends , a caring mother , good grades , popularity and looks. All her life she thought gods and goddesses and other mytholigical creatures where just myths that appeared in books and movies. ...