Emerald's pov
As beads of sweat formed on my face, I brushed some of my crimson red hair out of my face and behind my ear. I sigh, realising if I stay out here in this hot sun, my dark complexion will soon be compared to a burnt biscuit. As the boxes in my hand started to slip out of my hand, I heard my mother's sickening sweet voice calling for me.
"Sweetheart, you can put the boxes over there," my mother said out of breath.
"Thank you," I said sarcastically.
I brushed past her and placed the boxes on the floor in the corner. When I was done, I walked over to the counter,and on it was a grocery list and some change. As though she could see me, my mother shouted from the next room.
"Can you go to the store for me?"
"Really?" I whinnied
"Please?" She begged
"Fine, but I'm getting coffee first," I told her.
"Thank you," she said as she continues to unpack.
As I walked out the door and on to the sidewalk, I realized, I had no clue where I was going. I turned looking for someone when suddenly I crashed into a wall. (Well I thought it was a wall) When I looked up, I came into contact with a tall boy, wearing a crimson high uniform. I looked at his face and immediately was drawn to his eyes. They were so bright and so vibrant.
They were as red as my hair.
"Arron," mystery boy said
"Wha?" I said, snapping out of his trance.
"My name's Aaron," he said said with a smirk this time.
"Emerald," I blurted out without realising it.
"Anyway,"I said trying to get my bearings,"can you show me where the supermarket is?"
"Sure I can," he said while smiling.
I got my self staring at him again, but this time I was staring at his dimples
Hi, this is the end of the chapter.
Hoped you liked it
Bye~(336 words)
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Crimson High
Werewolfwhen Emerald is uprooted from her home she has to deal with encounter from her sicken mother overly stupid boys and let's not forget the strange secrets looming around her school. Welcome to Crimson High. To be clear.... These drawings arn't ours.
