At The Academy

Cute little Demon

She paused. "You really think my eyes are beautiful?" "Yeah there so pretty." she looked down. "No ones ever said that to me before." she smiled and I think she blushed. This was so weird because honestly she was the most adorable little thing ever.

I opened up my journal and drew her. I noticed her watching so I put a title at the top of the paper. 'Cute Little Demon'. I managed to capture her eyes. She was smiling so happily. I felt I should introduce myself. "My names Elara. What's yours." she looked away. "Um its not very pretty." "well it do sent have to be your birth name. What name do you like?" she thought for a second. "I like Luna."

"Alright then ill call you Luna." she was so happy. Honestly I felt like she needed a good friend. I am going to be that friend for sure. She seemed so sweet. I wonder why was she alone over here. Maybe its because she's a demon.

Then someone else walked in. I guess it was the teacher because I didn't look around to see them. I feel someone tap on my shoulder. When I turn around I see its the guy Dakota beat up. He was ruffed up pretty bad. That's when i realized something bad. I last saw him fighting Dakota. But where was he.

A hundred thoughts race through my head and I'm overcome with fear. He says he needs to speak with me soon. I get up and push him away from me. I got out of there and went to find Dakota.

I went down to the area in the hallway where they fought. No body to be found but drops of blood had made a trail. I followed it. They seem to get bigger and bigger. I finally reach a door.  I turn the knob wondering what ill see behind it. All my fear built up. Time seemed to go slower.

The door opens and within the room I see a bloody and battered Dakota sitting on the bed. His eye was black and puffy along with his lip. Dried blood stuck to his face from his nose. I rushed over to the bed to get a closer look. "Dakota! Oh my god we need to get you to a hospital!" I try to get up but he grabs my arm. "I'm fine kid calm down." I heard a peep from behind me. When I turned it was Luna. She stepped in and looked at Dakota.

"I can heal you." We both look at her confused. She elaborates. "Demons can heal people with thire tears." She then began to cry. Her tears were black and thick. And each was fought I'm her hands. She dripped them on Dakota and instantly the areas healed. I was amazed at this.

"This is incredible. Thank you for healing him." "its no problem." she said but her face seemed happy to be appreciated. "So what happened?"

Dakota took a long puff on a cigarette he just lit. "I found the hunter. I tried to get him to leave you alone but he's dead set on "protecting" you. He knocked me out and I guess left me there. I got up latter and went to my room."

What the hell. He wants to protect me. That's rediculess. He would have stabbed me if I had become a vampire but now he wants to protect me. I don't believe it for a second. That guy was a perv.

We sat in silence for a few seconds while Dakota flicked his cigarette into a metal garbage can.

I got up and Luna followed. Dakota stayed behind to get some rest. My first school day and I've done nothing school related. At this time its theird period.

I go to the class that Luna was unfortunately not in. She genuinely looked sad when I had to go. I felt really bad about that and it kinda just stuck with me.

Next class went off without a hitch. I learned new ways of shading with paints. That's not my strongest suit but my painting turned out nice. I was a picture of my mom standing on our porch. I guess I'm getting a little home sick. "That's really good. Who is it?" asked a boy at my side. "Its my mother." he nodded. You seem so talented."

He introduced himself as Ashton. He spoke softly complementing details on the painting. His hair was a dark green and his eyes were sharp and icey blue. He looked like someone who'd really care about art. He was tall. His clothes were a simple pair of jeans and a botton up.

I could listen to him for hours. Something in the way he talked made me think he was so kind and deep. He placed his hand on my shoulder.

He slowly took me into his arms and kissed me. His touch, so gentle as he kissed my neck. I could feel his hands traveling to the bottom of my dress. "Elara....Elara. Are you okay?"

I snapped out of my day dream embarrassed. "I'm so sorry. I just can't keep my head straight." he laughed a bit. "Its ok. I get distracted at times as well." he calmly reaches out for my hand. Would you care to acompany me for a drink?" I was practically druling at the thought. "I would love to."

My heart danced in my chest. I think its quite obvious that I had a huge crush on him. I couldn't help it he was just so nice.

As we walk down the hallway I notice people looking at him. They seem afraid and I watch as each hurry to look away. When I look at him his gaze is unmoving. He just looked forward. I try to ignore it but I feel I made a mistake.

I look around but no one will look me in the eyes. Then I feel him rest his arm across my shoulders. I feel worried but now I can't escape.