When I turned around, my heart stopped. In my eyes, he was flawless.
He had a complete black outfit and tattoos covered him. His lips were pierced with snake bites and a middle ring all on his bottom lip.
"Are you.. Rose?" his voice was so beautiful.
I shook my head, "yes." A smile had crossed my face, "What's you name?" my voice croaked.
He stepped closer to me, "All you need to know is that you need to call me, Angel," his voice laced with warning. I shook my head in reponse to him, "Shall we go?" he said with a glint in his eyes. I gulpped and left with him, without another word.
As he opened the door, he placed his hand on the small of my back. Chills of delight ran up and down my spine. The sight in front of me made my cheeks warm. Everyone was kissing their masters, or more prefered as, 'making out'.
Angel sped up ahead with more of an annoyed face then a face that I was exspecting. Which was causing me to have to jog to catch up with his 6 foot 1 inch figure.
After following him for a while. He turned into a hallway for the Masters. Nerves told me that it might not be a good idea to follow him, but I didn't know what to do.
A hard back colided with my front and face which caused my nose to be throbbing. I backed up and started nursing my nose. He turned around and nerves colasped as he looked deep into my orbs.
The urge to colide our lips together were strong, and the need with the want was enabled easily. I started to lean in uncontrolably to hear a slam of the door.
My eyes snapped open and I saw that he wasnt there. Tears were wollowing up. I just wanted someone to love me, but I end up getting a mouth full of wooden door.
I turned around and hid my face. I feel like the world is against me. Part of me wanted to be with Ryder, but I know that would just cause more pain.
'I'm a good for nothing piece of shit.' I told myself.
Those words thrown to me made sobs sound from my pink and now frail lips.
I felt like I was a black damask. Maybe I need to prove my image to everyone else wrong, completely shock them. The revenge would be mine.
I went into my dorm which was thankfully empty. I didn't want to see another face around in the dorm and explain my 'most-likely' got mess to everyone.
I slammed the door and locked it. I locked everyone else out.
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Bags full, lustful outfit on with pail pink lipstick on with nicely put mascara lacing my eyelashes lightly with a slight blusher on.
I had a cropped shirt and a belly bottom pricing I've gotten earlier today, coordinating flats on and my nails pained black 'n' white. my hair dyed black which went better with my pale skin, and snakebites.
All the boys looked at me at the shopping center and gawked at me, adding even more confidence then healthy.
My lips curled up and seemed to work for the better.
My fingers were curled around loosely on bags that I went shopping with. My last stop was to get some body lotion and perfume.
I headed to my car and threw everything in the back seat. I only know that I need to impress my master.
The way I thought of how was that I was emo before, so maybe he would like it if I showed my true self.
I drove with pure confidence. Time passed by as I swerved perfectly into a spot of parking. I swinger my body out of the door after clicking the door opened and then closed.
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Angel Eyes
Teen FictionA girl named, Rose Casewell is a strong bad girl. There are five groups of people, but only one that matters to her is Valorous, the most vicious Valorous than the other society's valorous, but they have completely different motives. On the choosi...