A little Romance

"Bite me" I said and rolled my eyes.
" My pleasure." He says with a smirk and then heads my way. My eyes widened at the implication as I moved my body into a different Angle. This guy was surely gonna be the death of me.

Michaela was never one for shiny armor and prince charmings, she wasn't raised that way. Things were black and white, love and hate, good and bad and thats just the way she liked things. She liked consistency, getting straight to the point and she hated surprises, so why did she find herself smiling more? She was suddenly looking at things in color, noticing that life had a lot of grey areas. She found herself hoping for a something more, something real. She wanted happiness and Maybe even a little Romance.