21 august
I looked into the big mirror, hanging on the wall, as ran my ran fingers through my long black hair. It was the first day of school, or hell as I would say it, but although I had been avoiding the thought of meeting my class mates, it now made me pretty exited. I grabbed my thighhigh boots from the floor and started to put them on, it was the only thing I was gonna wear except from the black dress I already had on.Stop being stupid and put on some real clothes.
No. I look great, I tried to push the thoughts out of my head while I entered the kitchen but it was difficult. It hadn't always been like that, like someone was trying to bring me down every time I felt good about myself, but recently I had felt a weight on my shoulders.
"Good morning Luci", my mom said while she handed me a plate of what I think was eggs.
"It's not morning mom", I answered after looking at the clock above her.
School had started three hours ago and things were going just as I planned them to. Many people don't understad it, but I wanted to be late, to make an special first impression. It was the last year of highschool after all.
"I just learned this new recipe darling, what do you think about it?", she looked at me as I tried to eat the poisonous food.
"Delicious.", I lied before quickly grabbing my things and walking out of the house.
The chilling wind hit my bare skin as I headed towards the Silver-groove high school. A day like that came with many expectations and hopes. Especially for me, someone who needed everything to perfect.
You're lucky that you don't really have any friends because there is nothing more pathetic than walking into the hall with all of your friends before the classes start.
Agh, stop it. No one compares to me at that school.
I studied the empty hall with my eyes and listened to the mumbled sounds of chatting, coming from the classrooms. Butterflies found its way to my stomach as I was just about to smash open the classroom door. The air filled my lugns with every deep breath but when I was ready someone touched my shoulder.
I turned around to see the most devilish looking boy. He was tall, intimidating, and had a face so beautiful yet so frightening, it must have been carved by the devil himself. The boy was wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of black jeans but his golden hair and blue eyes made him shine bright in our dark hallway. Wow, my knees felt weak as I glanced at the boy.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you Luci", he said and pushed aside into a locker.
I was shocked, humiliated. No one had ever treated me like that in school before. The tingles disappeared, don't be so surprised, you deserve it.
The guy smirked when he saw the look of shame in my eyes that soon turned into anger.
How does he even know me name? Who is he?
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The sweet taste of evil
Fantasy"He grabbed my shirt and pulled me close to his beautiful face. We were only inches away from each other and I could feel his body heat. Michaels eyes turned black as the night and it felt as if the darkness had entered my soul. Never before had I...