June 10, 2013 1 note #KiK #FFF
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Monster - Lady GaGa
“Persephone,” I replied hesitantly. There was something off about him, I mean he was perfect. There wasn’t a flaw in him and that scared me. For some reason it absolutely terrified me, but I told myself that I was just being silly.
“Are you a senior?” he asked interrupting my thoughts. He smiled again and my heart melted. His big brown eyes looked into mine, oh god….”Persephone?”
“Oh..uh sorry, yes I’m a senior.”
“Well me too. You’re pretty good,” he examined my painting.
“Thank you. I just got started so its far from done.”
“So is mine,” he said winking at me. He’s funny too. The bell rang dismissing us into our next class.
Math class is so dull its unbelievable and I hate everyone in this class. Why can’t Persephone be in here? At least I’d have someone to talk to. Although I can talk to Edon its just, I can’t talk to him like I can to Seph.
“Class this is Andras. Andras you can take a seat next to Lona there.”
Oh fuck.July 01, 2012 0 notes
The school was bustling around with students. It was one big reunion after the summer months. Everyone was catching up on the gossip, who broke up, who hooked up and so on. Lona, Edon, and I usually kept to ourselves. We don’t like to get caught up in other people’s drama and the too much gossip our school obtained day by day.
“I cannot believe school is starting already,” Lona said rolling her big blue eyes,”seriously where has our summer gone?”
“Well Lo, you did waste it sleeping until two in the afternoon,” said Edon.
“Sorry I don’t wake up at the crack of dawn to run a marathon.”
“Hey, gotta stay in shape for the ladies!” Edon flexed his arms and smiled at the freshmen girls walking by and of course they all smiled and giggled. Lona and I just rolled our eyes.
The bell signaled that it was time for first period and for me that was painting. I was actually excited because I love art. I have always loved it and i was particularly good at it too. I sat in the front as usual so I didn’t have to listen to the drama instigators in the back of the class. I started on my painting which I have decided was going to be the tree of life: half dark and half light. I suddenly got the feeling like I was being stared at and not just by the teacher. I looked up and saw a boy standing int the door way. He was beautiful like unearthly beautiful. He had dark hair and beautiful dark brown eyes that were almost black it looked like. He was talking to Mrs. Phillips but he was looking at me still. I shook out of it and went back to my painting. Don’t do this to yourself, I thought, don’t drive yourself crazy over him. I couldn’t help but think that maybe he knew me, I mean it certainly looked like he did the way he looked at me. He couldn’t though right? We haven’t even officially met yet. My thoughts were interrupted by, “Hello, I’m Delano.”June 21, 2012 0 notes #Short Story #Underworld