(Is he still angry with me?)
“Hell!! Why do I care? It’s not as if I can’t live without him or something stupid like that...” I muttered to myself.
Or at least that’s that what I had said to him after we fought yesterday, though I didn’t seem to believe that myself right now..............I guess I was just growing restless to see him...
Oh! By the way “I” am Melony Keeling. The girl everyone stays away from. Though I won’t blame them exactly. I’m not the stereotypical popular cheerleader or a geeky nerd or anything....fact is I am just another face in the crowd, a nobody, uncool........at least according to the more “cooler” guys out there, who seem to think they own the world just because they had these “un-humanly” pretty faces.
It’s not that I’m not pretty....just that I’m not narcisstically self-obsessed! Anyways...I have ivory-coloured skin and blue-grey eyes, and combined with midnight black hairs, this would have even been a pretty picture..........only if I looked alive and not like a walking ghost!
But I guess another reason why I wasn’t a real social butterfly was because I lived with my Dad....wouldn’t have a been a really big deal ,only if he had not been charged with killing my Mom. Though honestly, I don’t know the truth. Even though he IS capable of murder with those huge arms and even huger bear-like appearance...but he hasn’t hurt a fly ever since I can remember....he just doesn’t seem to bother! Though I would agree...he isn’t really great company or anything, you know...we just keep to our corners of the world.
So basically I’m alone except of course for my boyfriend and probably the only friend I have here, Alexis.
I had met him the very same day when we had moved over to this town “Dastonville”, when he had slammed into my life...yea literally SLAMMED in!
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