Fire

Just out of your own curiosity this is NOT a vampire story OR a werewolf story... Or a typical teen romance...

It's fantasy :D with a bunch of humor! Just before you run away why don't you take the time to actually read the first chapter.... and see if its worth continuing... Deal?

Perfect :) Enjoy! and dont forget to vote!

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"Remember Flora you are a typical human girl," Obisidion put his hands on my shouders. "Act like one."

"These humans are rather... Confusing Obi, I'm afraid this will be harder then I thought.. "I frowned staring straight into his old eyes.

"You are the only hope for your world Flora you need to act like one to pass like one," he urged. "Just... Copy the human girls and they won't think of you as much."

"I've been studying them for a week Obi," I rolled my eyes. "They're so... Into themselves and the other gender. More then our girls in Galgrin it's ridiculous!"

"Girls will be girls in every other world young one!" Obi chuckled. "Besides you never acted like a girl back in Galgrin anyway."

"I can't stand being here," my eyes watered. "Why can't I be there to help my people! It's unfair that father sent me here! I can fight!"

"Edure child and I know you can fight," he kissed my forehead lightly. "Only for a couple of months until the war dies down then you shall return."

"How about if the war doesn't die down Obi?" I wrapped my arms around him in a tight hug. "What will happen then?"

He didn't answer me.

I already knew the answer in the back of mind.

"Don't think of the negatives child," he kissed the top of my head. "You shall soon return to your home planet."

A sudden annoying sound ended my hug with Obi. I leaned back off the chair and found his eyes a little watery. My heart stung with regret.

"Go," he sniffed.

"Where?" I frowned.

"That bell indicates its time to go to school," he pressed a button. The lock on the door of the vehicle suddenly went up. I stared at it with a glare.

"These humans are rather smart," Obi grinned. "This contrapstion called a car is way faster then any chariot."

"I hate it," I scoffed. "Whatever happend to taking your time," I rolled my eyes.

"Go," Obi sighed. Nodding I picked up the so called backpack and slung it one shoulder. Pushing the door with the handle I stepped outside as a gust of cold wind pressed against my body.

This was going to be the worst day of my life. Pretending to be a retched human, I'm a princess for god sakes! but I understand why Obi is making me do this. It's the only way, but I wish there was another way.

I know their are going to be spies around looking for me so I have to pretend. I have to blend in. I just have to. I'm just going to go along with everything until the day I leave.

That's the day I will wear a smile. But for now pretending is the only thing that's going to be on my list.

Padding down my shirt I took a deep breath and exhaled. I noticed no one around the entrance of the school so I hurried to the door. I must be late.

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(-Kegean's POV-)

I leaned back on my chair lazily as the bell rang. Sonny came running through the door. Mr. Jackson gave him a descriptive glare and shook his head. Sonny gave him his most convincing smile (that he uses on every girl) and made his way in front of my desk.

"Where were you?" I raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"I was just saying hello," he smirked slightly. "To Jennifer."

"Really, dude? Really?" I scoffed. "That's hilarious," sarcasm dripped from my mouth. Sonny grinned at this and turned around in his seat as Mr. Jackson began his first day of school speech. I immediatly zoned out having no intrest at all when all of a sudden dark flaming red hair popped from the door.

The girl looked breathless like she was running and knocked on the door. Oh no she didn't...

"This girl has guts!" Sonny whispered. "She's late to Mr. Jacksons class and even knocks on the door? What planet is she on!" He snorted out loud.

She must be on planet stupid to have knocked on the door. Mr. Jackson is infamous for making fun of students and humiliating them. I mean I'm even scared being late I don't want Mr. Jackson all up on me, that's why I come early.