The Coldest Hearts

Dark trees danced in my vision as I walked down the lonely street. My tiny legs pushing me to walk faster before the sky became completely dark, because that was when things got dangerous. My family and I lived on the outskirts of our town and save from going to school, we were not allowed to mingle with other people.From the stories I had gathered so far, the town people hated my family, my mother to be exact. With her bright auburn hair that shone against her very pale skin and eyes that never had the same color, everyone said she was perfect. Too perfect to be human.Not to me. Even though we didn’t get along, I loved my mother and didn’t understand why everyone treated her the way they did. With my dad we were just a little family that everyone else ignored.It had been hard attending high school. All through junior year I had been bullied, like I was anything less than others. I had no friends, nobody I talked to. It was just me and my dad, he

It rained the entire morning. Even as I got dressed rain splattered on my window, making sounds that were soothing in the silence that had befallen me. When I was done I picked my bag and went downstairs.Mum was already having coffee in the kitchen. “Right on time” she said, sliding my own cup to me. I drank to my satisfaction and watched her from over my mug. She was dressed in a turtle neck, long pants, and a very huge leather jacket that I was sure swept the floor.“Stop staring and finish up or we’ll  be late” she said making me look away. When we were done she put on hand gloves and we headed out.We never had a reason to get into town so all we had for transportation was an old pickup truck of dads. It’s a wonder how the thing still worked because it was very rusty from lack of use over the years.The door almost gave out on me when I opened it and got into the passenger seat. I scooted away from it bef

The piercing scream of someone in pain tore through my dream followed by the dead sound of a thousand bells ringing in my ears.I bolted up from the bed, losing my footing in the process and falling onto the floor, dragging my blanket with me.What the hell was that? I rubbed my eyes trying to remove the sleep that still plagued them. I looked out the window to see that the sky was bright which meant it was already morning. how did I even sleep that long?I grabbed my toiletries and tied my towel and left the room. There was no doubt the bathrooms would be crowded by this time, I’ll have to work on waking up early in order to beat the rush.Following the numerous female voices in the air I managed to find the bathroom which was just as full. All the girls were paired off in groups and talking to each other as I stood alone in the corner.If they noticed me they made no mention of it, it was like I was invincible because they didn&rs

There was nothing memorable about lunch, everyone just stared and refused to let me sit at their table but that was alright. I just sat by myself and ate the bland cafeteria food, if I only I could get a hot chocolate to go with it.I ate my food in a hurry and got out of there as fast as I could when I saw Annabel walk in, the last thing I wanted was starting trouble with her.While in class I had looked around to see if I would recognize the girls I saw last night but didn’t, that meant they were in a different class from me. Now I had to find another way to reach them, or maybe just talk to Annabel and see what she would say.I kicked up tiny stones as I headed to one place I knew would help me clear my mind, the river side.It was at the other end of the school and was just as big as the ocean where the academy stood. I was only able to see it the day Annabel took me to my dorm but I never got a chance to check it after then.I kept

There was no way he just declared me his girlfriend in front of the entire class. I shifted in my seat as everyone started to look at me and probably wonder what he even saw in me.I totally agree with them, I don’t know what he saw in me too. My waist length curly hair always sat in a huge bun on top of my head and it was always tangled.I had freckles running freely along my nose and under my eyes, my mouth was too full for my face and everyone in my former school took every liberty they had to remind of it. I was just too plain looking for someone as hot as Damon to call me his girlfriend.What if it was a prank? I mean it happened before in 10th grade when the football captain asked me out in the cafeteria and I had readily said yes but it turned out that it was a bet among him and his football buddies.My breath grew short as I thought more about what Damon just declared. Like how it made me a target for the likes of A