Feathers

Chapter 1

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BRRRRIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGG!

Finally I can go home.

I'm tired of sitting in class. Why did I even take it? When was I going to use Psychology while performing? I'm not but it's required.

I sighed and walked out the class, pulling my hood up. It was a warm day but it's not like I was really bothered by temperature anyways. I pulled my book bag up on my shoulder and walked to the parking lots across the square. The campus my college had wasn't huge but big enough the parking lot was a good walk away. And behind a building. I tried walking quickly while avoiding hitting others walking on the walkways. I was almost to the parking lot when I ran into a brick wall. A brick wall made of muscle.

"Sorry," I mumbled and walked away. A hand grabbed my arm and spun me around.  I looked up to see who grabbed me while I yanked my arm back as if I'd been burnt.

"You should look up and watch where you're going," said in a deep voice. I looked even higher and hardened my gaze. He had black hair that came past his ears with silver tips and emerald eyes. He towered a good foot over her petite frame. Being 5'1, she was used to everyone being taller than her. He had broad shoulders and toned arms. His t-shirt was a little tight so she could see a hint of ab.

Oh hell no.

"I said sorry. You shouldn't grab people like that." I shot back, crossing my arms. If he thought he was going to grab her and be rude after I apologized he had another thing coming. I felt a breeze and realized my hood had came off. I reached up and put my hood back in place.

Before I realized it, he had stepped closer and pushed my hood back, exposing my natural silver hair. I had it down but tucked in the hoodie so I wouldn't get annoyed with it while walking. He reached out and took out my hair so he could see it came to my waist. I hated how it spilled out so easily. It was one of the days I thought it was too soft. He took the feathers I had in my hair in his hand.

He twirled the pink, black, and turquoise feathers between his fingers while looking down at me.

"I like these. Why hide them?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I jerked my head away and stepped back. "Why are you touching me?" No one had ever touched her that much, let alone her feathers.

He gave a deep chuckle. "You're feisty. What's your name?"

I looked him in the eye. "That's none of your business. Do you always go around touching random girls you don't know? Or do you touch guys too? Wouldn't surprise me if you did."

I smirked then gasped when I was pushed against the wall, staring up into darkened pits of emeralds.

"I don't have a habit of touching anyone," he paused to touch the feathers in my hair again and gave a soft chuckle. "and I will make you my business, feathers. Don't you worry."

I pushed him away stepped to the side so he couldn't pin me again. "Don't ever touch me again or you will regret it. I promise you that." she said, looking him in the eye then walking away.

She heard footsteps behind her so she turned and there he was. "What do you want?" she all but growled out.

"Simple. Your name." he replied calmly. I looked at him.

"If I tell you, will you leave me alone?"

 He nodded.

"Kiyla. Now bye." I said, turning and walking to my car.

"I'll leave you alone for now. I'm Roman by the way." He yelled out then smirked and walked into the square.

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