The Beautiful Mess Inside

She was freshmeat. A girl with hair darker than night itself, each strand glistened like stars would. Her voice was kept in her throat, only being heard at the rarest of times. She wasn't weak like her appearance, she slowly fighting within her body. She was something no one would have thought to be seen next to their school president. The school council were the only ones who knew the ways of the president. A smile never reaches his face, his skin never touched another's and his admireres are afraid to go near him. Josephine was one the unknown ones, no one knew if she was lucky or not to be an errand girl for the school president. They did know, however, she was never meant to be by the president side. She was never meant to be one of the tainted.