Be careful of what you wish for!

I dont wanna pull your cheeks

Chemistry was my only favourite subject at school. The only subject which kept me awake. Learning about all the different reactions and performing them kept me going in the otherwise boring schedule.

"So benzene reacts with nitrogen to form...." the teacher went on. But today somehow I had lost all interest in it. I had only one thing on my mind.

Hades.

Was he real? Was it just my imagination?

After I blacked out, I woke up in my room. Dad told me that Damian had brought me home and told them that I fainted on the side walk and that he found me. I was glad he didn't tell them about the old lake. It's not place for teenagers to visit.

Waking up was horrible. I had back ache and a few feathers on my bed. I was shedding. At first I freaked out then I remembered our biology professor telling us it was natural tendency of birds to shed their feathers. So I guessed the same rule applied to me.

All through the chemistry period I thought of how my life had suddenly turned upside down. Everything had it's pros and cons and right now am not so sure about the pros. People say your life passes infront of your eyes when you're in the shower, but right now I guess the chemistry lecture was doing the trick.

Damian had not talked to me throughout the day. I don't know what had gotten into him. He skipped classes, not that I cared and did not make eye contact with me. Whenever he saw me he just turned around and walked the other way. This has been going on for about three days.

Knock knock.

Who the hell knocks the door?

"Um..Hi. Mrs Figgins?". Everybody looked up. Mrs Figgins simply nodded, a scowl on her face as the person interrupted her lecture. "My name is Ha-" He hesitated. I turned my attention to him, only to be met by familiar blue eyes. "Aides. Aides Ryan." He was now looking directly at me.

"Yes. How can I help you?" Annoyance was clear in her voice.

"I'm new and my schedule told me I am supposed to attending this class."

"Yes you were supposed to attending this class around half an hour earlier. Never mind, I guess being new I can let you off the hook this time."

"Thank you, Mrs Figgins." He said kindly showing off all his pearly white teeth. Damn that smile, I could tell that Mrs F was practically melting under its brightness.

"You may go and sit down..." she looked around trying to find an empty seat. No luck Mrs F. "Wherever you find a seat." She waved dismissively and then went back to her current topic.

I looked around hoping that mine was not the only empty seat. But alas my search came up as full as Angela's pantry. And believe me when I say this Angela eats a lot, so basically her pantry is always empty.

"Hey." He said waving his palm in front of my face to get my attention. I look up. He was smiling, showing off his pearly white treasures. His hair was messed up, but in a very cute way and he had this innocent look on his face. He looked so adorable. I just wanted pull his cheeks.

"You want to pull my cheeks?" everybody was looking in our direction. Damn I must have said that aloud. Unable to find my voice I shake my head. My cheeks were burning up with embarrassment.

"Is there a problem Mr. Ryan.?" The teacher asked clearly annoyed that he interrupted her class. Again.

"No, not at all. I was just asking this pretty girl if I could sit here." He flashed his million dollar smile and the teacher raised her eyebrow.

"You better sit down. And don't disturb my class." She said rather firmly.

He simply nodded unaffected by her anger. When Mrs. Figgins gets angry, she can make a troll hide in a corner and cry. I'm not kidding. Then he sat down beside me and opened his book. His hands looked so soft I just wanted to hold them. His face looked smooth and his eyes; oh his eyes were the best thing. Blue as the sea, pure, yet you could feel the dark aura coming from his body.