Ok, even if there's a pretty good looking guy staring at you, it's still creepy. He noticed that I caught him staring, he smiled. He had a dazzling smile, a girl could fall for him in a split second.
Then, I noticed two sharp points at the end of two teeth. I blinked again, they were gone. Must've been daydreaming... I thought to myself. We both started to walk to each other and he reached over offering his hand. I shoved it away.
"Why were you staring at me?" I demanded a little harshly.
"Forgive me for staring but you are quite charming. My name is Onyx Blackrose. May I ask what is yours?" He asked quite politely despite my earlier attitude.
"My name is Iris Simon. So, you're the new kid, do you have any questions about this school and neighbourhood?" I asked.
"You're quite unique, you know that Iris? At first, you demanded an explanation why I was staring because you're absolutely stunning then you're all polite on my arrival here? May I ask why?" He asked.
Good question, never did I thought that he would ask me why. I thought to myself. I sighed. Then I just realized something.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT ME?" I screamed. It was a wonder nobody looked this way.
"I said that you're stunning. Beautiful." He said with arrogance and he smiled.
I blushed wildly, thinking to myself nobody called me beautiful before. Especially not in the 10 minutes I've known that person. I chastised myself saying that flattery is from arrogant jerks.
But still, who is he really?
His ice blue eyes shone with amusement as I scowled at him. How intriguing yet annoying this guy could be? He smiled at me affectionately and I avoided eye contact.
He took my soft hand and ran his hand lovingly across mine. He gently held my hand to his face and brushed his lips against it delicately. I felt an electric shock in my nerves as he did so, I blushed again refusing what I actually wanted to do. Which was yank my hand back from his grasp. Ugh, hold yourself together, I thought to myself.
One side of me was telling me... ARE YOU INSANE, YOU DON'T KNOW THIS GUY AND FOR ALL YOU KNOW HE DOES THIS TO EVERY GIRL HE SEES! The other side was telling me, he's so sweet! Kiss him! In the end, I didn't do anything.
After he kissed my hand, he reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a pen to write his number down right there. The tip of the pen ran swiftly against the back of my hand just like his movements.
"Give me a call," Onyx said with a wink. I grimaced, but acknowledged it.
He turned his back towards me and walked away. My lips curled in disdain. I just stood there barely moving. When I could finally start to move, I glanced at my hand. His handwriting was curly and elegant. The pen's ink was blood red.
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YOU ARE READING
I'm different, but I'm not special.
Fantasy"Some people are afraid of the darkness. But really, they're afraid of the unknown. They're scared of what's lurking inside the darkness. Because they can't see it. But, I am the unknown. I live for the darkness. It's who I am."
