The Forbidden Couple

Chapter One

P.O.V Kyla

I was awakened by a loud honking. I grabbed my cover and pulled it over my head.

"Please, shut that pigeon up!" I begged. The honking didn't go away.

"Pigeon? He is a swan!" My roommate said from her bed on the other side of the room, but I was too grouchy but care what her pet was.

"Swan, pigeon, goose! It doesn't matter. He's loud." Okay, so maybe I'm not a morning person. After a few minutes, I decided that I couldn't go back to sleep. I groaned one last time before moving the cover and sitting up.

The loud honking continued. "I'm awake, you're awake, now shut it up!" I said looking over at the other side of the room, making eye contact with my roommate, who was still sitting on her bed. I was sick of this. I'd been waking up like this ever since I got back to school last week.

"No need to get your feathers in a bunch," she said, looking at me and then at the swan, "you've been heard, Pinn." She walked over to the end of her bed to pat his head.

I got up and hopped over I pile of laundry, sat at my desk and grabbed my brown diary. It was locked by branches that cover the whole front of the book. The key is the dark red gem that sat in the middle. It was my gem, made with my blood. So when I touch it, it will open, but it won't open for anyone else.

My chair moved and my knee hit the desk.

"Oh, come on! I just sat down!" I said, growling at the chair, and it stopped moving.

"You know, for an angel, you're very rude and bossy." Poppy replied from her side of the room. I turned to look at her.

"Don't forget the demon part. Oh, and thanks." I said, beaming as if what she said was nice. I got up and went to my closet.

"Hey, can I borrow a shirt?" She asked, and I pointed to the second drawer of my dresser. I grabbed the outfit I picked last night, a short green skirt and a purple top, paired with black tights that came to my mid-ankle, a black leather jacket, and boots to top it off. I really enjoyed the color black.

I heard a slam and turned to see Poppy on the ground beside me.

"Damn it," she cried out, moving the clothes she tripped on from the door to the laundry basket, "Kyla, you need to learn to clean!" Taking off the shirt I slept in, I gave her an evil smile and threw it on the ground.

"Why, when the floor is so much closer?" I replied and she gave me a look as sharp as a dagger. I changed clothes and began to braid my hair. When I finished, I turned around to see Poppy rushing around, saying she couldn't find anything to wear, as usual.

"Hon," I called out, "I may be sloppy but everything is much easier when you lay out your clothes the night before." We have this same conversation every morning, but she always chooses to ignore my advice. I assume she loves to run around like a headless chicken. Every. Morning.

Shrugging my shoulders at her current situation, I turned and went to my jewelry box, grabbing my webby choker and putting on my watch, which was hooked up to my iPhone. I walked over to my full-length mirror to admire today's outfit. My coal black hair was braided on my shoulder, and my silver eyes glowed. I moved my shoulders slightly and my wings appeared, covering my whole backside. They were white, gold, and yellow, the signs of my mother in me, I believe.

I always felt different, odd, and freakish when I was around other people, or rather, around other supernaturals. No one else in the Dark Kingdom was a demon and an angel. Each time I bring up my feelings to Poppy she says, "Well, put a feather in it." I'm not sure if she means to leave it alone or if she just wants me to shut up.

We were about to leave the room when the big bell in the middle of the town began to ring. Shooting loud and long DONG sounds throughout the town. I was standing frozen in the doorway when the yelling started.

"Outsider in the wall! Everyone for your own safety stays inside!" Someone yelled out in the hallway. I turned and looked at Poppy's wide eyes. If they found the outsider the elders would kill it I can't just sit around and let that happen. The problem is It is on the wall, so I'll just have to fix that.

"Don't try to be a hero." She yelled after me as if reading my mind. I didn't listen to her, I went to the window and opened it, stepping onto the balcony I turned to look at Poppy.

I keep backing up until my back touches the balcony rail. Finally, I said, "Sorry Pop, but it's hero time." And then with a wink, I jumped off the balcony.