Hey guys, just as a quick side note, I have two stories that I'll be finishing [eventually]. This happens to be the first of the two. I hope you enjoy~!
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I was in absolute awe.
How could one person do something so...Extraordinary?!
I stared in amazement as principal Marks made the most amazing rage face I had ever seen in my entire life... And that was saying something.
"Shouting will get you nowhere and stress causes early graying." I mumbled, dropping my eraser and watching as it hit the floor without a sound and bounced back into my palm, whistle young principal Marks sat behind his mahogany desk, attempting to cool off by slowly massaging his temples.
"Was that supposed to be a joke, Miss. Veratusc?" he sighed, finally regaining his composure as he ran his fingers through his now enviable, vivid blue hair, quite a difference from his previous angelic blond.
"Nope," I sighed, popping the 'p' and sending Marks a grin which he returned with a scowl.
"Please, conduct yourself more properly. You aren't even a student of this academy." Marks said softly, reining in his fury.
" No, dear sir, I'm not." I heaved, gripping the side of my chair with my left hand, whistle placing my right on my temple.
"Is there a problem, Ms. Veratusc?" he questioned, leaning forward.
That was all I needed.
That was all I needed.
I looked up to find his piercing grey eyes boring into my own.
"Haven't you ever stopped to think," I began dangerously.
"That maybe, I cause trouble to capture someone's attention?"
Marks looked taken aback. I mentally kicked myself.
I am such a terrible person.
"And who might this someone be?" he asked, attempting to hide his curiosity.
"Why, you... Of course." I smiled, leaning forward until our faces were only centimeters apart.
My smile widened as his breathing became somewhat ragged.
As he moved forward, I positioned my face to the left.
"Smile for the camera!" I sang as a shot a photo of principal Marks kissing my cheek.
"Aw, too cute!" I squealed, showing him the picture.
He looked to the camera and sighed before placing his head on the desk.
"Please, don't ever do that again." he moaned, though it came out a bit muffled through his sleeve.
"Come now, I was just having a bit of fun." I laughed, running my fingers through his azure hair as he moped about.
He looked up as the lunch bell rang for the freshmen classes, signaling my departure.
"Goodbye love," I grinned, skipping out of the room, leaving Marks in his office.
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Opposite's Attract, My Love
ParanormalRamziyah Veratusc isn't your average prank pulling, over-the-top, eccentric 462 year old, 17 year old. Just ask her blue haired principal. As the mascot of the school, Ramziyah is loved and adored by all, at the prestigious Allistar Academy, the gem...
