Third Person POV
The doors have opened and in walks a man who no one knows. His strides are long and powerful, earning attention from those around. And just the mere presence of him turns heads.
His outfit was no different than any other guys at this school, and his dark hair was cleanly cut and his face was freshly shaven. He looks impeccable just waltzing into school on Monday back from break, but too impeccable for people not to look.
Although his sudden appearance causes a ruckus. The students around him murmur and gossip about this mystery man. He heard their whispers loud and clear as he made his way to the main office and he could feel the stairs. He could hear the heartbeats of the mass of people around him and he could smell their excessive use of perfume and body spray, upsetting his nose. Though he searched with his eyes and ears searching for something-or someone. Trying to pinpoint one faint heartbeat and the calming effect that comes with her. And when he does, hear her steady heart, and smell her faint usage of perfume, he relaxes and the students around him don't matter.
He made his way to the office and the secretary was more than happy to help. Moments later he walked out of the office, with a schedule of his classes, and no questions asked, no documents nor adult clarification needed for him to enroll as a student.
His first instincts are to search for her, to see her, even if he wasn't going to get the chance to talk to her, but he heard the footsteps approaching and a heartbeat increasing as it came closer.
"Hey," she made herself known, slightly biting on her lower lip out of flirtation, "I can give you a personal tour if you want," she stepped closer to him, and he could smell the toxic perfume she's wearing and how much it irritates his nose.
"No thank you," he politely declined this desperate girl.
"Are you sure? These halls get pretty tricky," she twirls her hair with her fingers, trying to get his attention, but what she didn't know was that he was elsewhere-with someone else.
"I believe I can manage. The layout is simple," he declined again and walked away from her. He has little patience and this girl was just lengthening the time it would take until he saw her.
He looks down on his schedule and it reads:
"ENGLISH ROOM 102 MISS N"
And he follows the room numbers down to his class and on his way, he heard her heartbeat grow stronger-louder even-and her smell became stronger. He could hear her subtle laughs before seeing her sapphire blue eyes or her long dirty blond hair.
He watches her as he approaches, never taking his eyes off of hers, silently hoping that she would look at him. And just as he passes her, their eyes lock.
Alice POV
There he was, talking with Maddie Stewart. And I can't help the feeling that settles over me. It's like a pang of emotions all bundled in one. It was a short clip, and we can't hear what they're saying, but it still leaves me with this unsettle in feeling.
"Damn if he looks that good from afar, imagine what he would look like up close," May sighs and takes her phone back.
"He's not that hot," Adam rolls his eye
They continue talking about-well I'm not too sure. I tuned them out as well as the rest of the world, with my thoughts running wild.
It was him
But it can't be, right?
Oh god, it looked just like him!
I can't calm down, and I feel some panic build in my chest. It's him. Its the guy in my dreams and he's here, in this school.
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Heal Me
Vampirgeschichten"Alice, please," the voice begs. "Alice, I need you," it says again. She walks further into the woods, stepping past fallen down trees and branches. The cold ground below her prevents the leaves from crankling beneath her feet as she walks. The sma...
