Forbidden Love

Anabelle Dellman

Well let's say I just had the worst birthday. I had just cut the cake when my father pulled me away telling me I was going to Earth to find and destroy the son of my father's worst enemy. I had to kill someone I didn't know but I couldn't disobey him. Well things about me:

FAVE COLOR: baby blue Yup. Just cuz I'm the daughter of the greatest angel of darkness in existence doesn't mean I can't be a girly girl... cause I am until I get a job... sorry I'm rambling CHILD NUMBER: I'm the first child of 5. Well 4 now...

BIRTHDAY: 7-24-1997

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Well I am walking into school... let's hope this goes okay. I don't know what his name is, what he looks like, who he hangs with, yeah this is such a good one right. I walk in and some shoves me. I went to public schools but no where near hear. Safety my father said. Yeah he obviously didn't go to public schools in California... or anywhere. I got my schedule and I blended in decently until lunch. I grabbed a juice and I walked through the small openings between the tables. Suddenly I was tripped and landed harshly on the floor. I felt dizzy and someone helped me up. I looked up at a boy with snow white hair and pretty-well I couldn't tell what kind of eyes he had-eyes. He was looking at the guy that tripped me.

"What the hell Derek! That wasn't funny at all," mystery boy looked really pissed. 

"Calm down Dillon. Leave the anorexian alone," Derek's reply was entirely uncalled for but it still hurt. And so did my head. I put my hand to my head and saw red on my fingers. Beginning to feel even dizzier I poked Dillon, ceasing his rant towards Derek.

"Hey I'm just wondering," showing him my bloody hand, "You know if there is a nurses office." I now could not see straight. I started to sway and I heard mumbles and a huff before I was lifted in someones arms and carried somewhere. 

I was set down on a firm yet comfortable cushion. I turned and saw Dillon. Using all my effort I poked him.

"Just so you know I'm not anorexic."

Then I fell asleep.

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When I woke up a women was sitting watching me. She got up and left the room.

When she came back  she put up 2 fingers and said, "Your boyfriend will be here in two shakes."

Confusion set in, "Boyfriend?"

"Yes, that Dillon boy."

I raised my hands and shook them wildly, "No he isn't my boyfriend."

"Well he is pretty dashing isn't he."

" Yeah he is really cute."

"All I get is a cute. Well I'll excuse that because a the 'really' that came before it." I turned around to see Dillon standing in the doorway, hands in his pockets, with a huge smirk on his face. "You know it's a good thing that you fell on the back of your head. That way your peachy face wasn't messed up."

"Peachy, I don't know if that is a compliment or and insult."

"It's a compliment, dummy."

"Now I know that wasn't a compliment.

"Do you want a ride home or not?"

"Oh yeah, I really need it."

"Okay let's go."

We walked outside and a girl with dark hair was sitting on his hood trying to look sexy but sat up awkwardly when he saw me walking with him.

"Who is that?" The girl looked jealous, angry, anxious, and scared all at the same time.