Roses of Fire

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  • Dedicated to The Real Stephen
                                    

                         Alessandra was the kind of girl who would never let anything get in her way not boys,friends,or anything else. She knew what she wanted and she was not gonna let anything stop her. She was going to move on from any obsicle because deep  down she new nothing that happened now would ever matter. Sure like anyone she had problems. But she knew these people who she had problems with would not mean anything in the future, So she did'nt pay them any mind. She was a very independent person who was icey and cold but had a warm side that she barely ever let be seen.

                         Her life was going just as planned until she met Stephen, A tall Korean boy with middle length black hair that he wore in an emo cut. His mystery intrigued Alessandra and she wanted to know more but unlike most boys he didnt just tell and give her anything because she was pretty,which made her want him even more. He was all the things she liked but he was not so easy. And then she realized she thought about him more than her goals in life which was a first for her but he was something special and she knew he had a secret but she didnt know what it was and that killed her.

                      One day he came up to her in the middle of the high school's parking lot and said hi. He walked her to class and just as she left his side he said "Hey!" she turned around and said "Yeah Stephen?'' he gave her his number and smiled and though she didnt show it she was extatic with joy. And now more than ever before she longed to hear his secret. She would she didnt know when but she knew she would and that made her smile even more.

                      She  texted him a million times that night, and after he said goodnight she layed in bed thinking of him. The next day she awoke to find his Black Suzuki GSXR 600 out by the tree infront of her house and him leaning on it. "Weird it's sunday and why is he at my house" she mumbled to herself. She got dressed in her regular black shirt blue skinny jeans outfit and went outside to find Stephen still waiting for her. "Nice outfit,We match!" He said in an excited tone. He said "Well get on" and before she could process the thought her and Stephen were on a trail hedding toward the country.

                     "Where are we going?" she had to yell to keep up with the sound of the wind splitting as the motorcycle sped fast through the trees. "You'll see" he said as he turned off onto a path toward a large classy house. Stephen pulled the motorcycle into the driveway and motioned for her to come on inside. "Wow" she said,"You live here?" Stephen looked at her for a second before saying, "It's mine,but I only go here when I want to be alone but I don't actually live here."

                       She went into the house and was instantly amazed at how classy it was. Everything was so.......modern it was all black and white leather and marble. It looked like something out of a magazine it was so perfect. He took her hand and pulled her close they danced slowly in the living room. It was just like a dream for Alessandra she was lost in his eyes and he led her outside to a glass walled room and he sat down she motioned for her to sit on his lap and without thinking she did he moved over in the chair and they layed side by side and looked up at the stars. The night was so clear and as the one cloud moved,Alessandra and Stephen were bathed in moonlight and Stephen pulled her closer. She was now wrapped in his arms and she was the most comfortable she had ever been. He leaned over and they shared an icey passionate kiss.

                       In the morning Alessandra awoke to find Stephen gone. But the more shocking thing to her was that she had spent the night at a guys house that was in the middle of nowhere and she did'nt tell anyone where she was going! "My dad's gonna kill me" she thought. She pulled herself up from the oversided reclining chair,and found a dozen purple and blue roses next to the chair on the table and in the roses she found a note.

                      The note was written in Stephen's scribbled handwriting and said"Goodmorning Sweetie, I hope I'm back before you find this but I left to go get something I'll be right back so don't look for me! love you,-Stephen"  Alessandra was overjoyed that he said that he loved her but was at the same time curious of where he went. She decided to go look for him. She found him in the field surrounding the house. "Hey!" she said happily. "I told you not to look for me" he said in a deep growling voice that sounded barley human. "Get Away!!!!" he shouted at her...."NOW!!!!!" She ran and as she looked back she didn't see Stephen. She ran all the way home and locked her door. She could not figure out what had happened to him.

                       On Monday, she looked for his motorcycle but could not find it. That day was weird she could not find him anywhere. The next day was more of the same. On Wednesday, Alessandra found Stephen and they exchanged glasses and ran together to his motorcycle. She held onto him tightly. "What Happened?!?!" Alessandra demanded. Stephen grabbed her and pulled her into the house and said " I need to show you something!" He pointed his hand in an upright claw shape position and concentrated and out of nowhere a rose made out of fire floated about an inch from his hand and he concentrated harder and it floated into Alessandra's hair, but it didn't burn her the flames danced and then combusted in her hair into a gray and black ash rose-shape before dissappearing altogether. "What was that?" she asked. "I can't explain that" he said. "Why" Alessandra asked. Stephen said "Because even I don't know what I am" 

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