D3ADLY S!N

Label Me BADASS!!!

I stormed down the sidewalk, the wind whipping at my face making my hair fly around. I squinted and tripped, landing on concrete. The sidewalk was littered with rocks and stones for some asinine reason. I looked up and noticed they were part of a garden.

"Dammit!" I shouted and got up, Storming over to the house. I planned on making the owner cry.

I pounded my fist on the door, gritting my teeth.

"Hey! Open up! I'd like a word with you."

The door swung open and Mr. Hall stood in the doorway, his eyebrow arched in confusion.

"Persephone? "

"Ian? What the hell are you doing here?!"

"..... this is my house." He said amusedly.

I looked at my surroundings, my face going red in embarrassment.

"Oh."

Ofcourse I'd end up right in front of his house! I was always involuntarily drawn to him.

"Well, your stupid advice on my damn hair is making me blind, and I tripped over a stupid damn rock from your stupid damned garden!" I shouted, jabbing a finger in his face.

"Perseph-"

"No! I'm not done! Because of you, I'm angry! Because of you, I'm tired all the time! Because of you, I think I lost my mind!"

Mr. Hall was taken aback and I marched closer, glaring at him. He was so goddamn irritating! And......I liked him..... a lot......

"I hate you! !!" I shouted.

"What? You hate me?" He asked surprisedly. I was silent for a moment, starting into his eyes.

".....no....." I muttered and pushed my lips to his, pushing him against the door. Mr. Hall was shocked, but he wrapped his arms around me securely, kissing me back. Somehow I kept my train of thought straight.

So this is what it comes to? Kissing a teacher I hated? Well....there is a thin line between love and hate. It was blurred for me. Extremely blurred.

I pulled him closer by his shirt collar and he kissed down my neck, sending shivers through me. I......wasn't behaving normally. Where was all of this.... this passion coming from? I never kissed somebody like this before. I grabbed the door handle and he stopped me, gently taking my wrists.

"Wait....Persephone, what are you doing here this late?"

"David invited me to a party, I didn't want to stay."

"Are.... are you dru-"

"I didn't drink anything." I interrupted, watching his expression.

Mr. Hall studied my eyes with a slightly worrisome look, and I felt a burning sensation in my throat. I looked in the window to see my reflection, I didn't look like myself. My hair was wild, my eyes were darker than usual..... and another symbol was on my neck.

I glanced up at Mr. Hall and stepped back.

"I knew I wasn't going crazy! These symbols.... they have something to do with you!"

Mr. Hall looked down at me, his eyes turning darker than mine.

"..... you're not exactly right." He said, his voice rugged.

"Well? Can you tell me?" I asked, folding my arms. He signed, turning away.

"I can't...." he opened his door and walked inside, he was about to close it but I stuck my foot in the way.