• Prologue
    I was a normal 21 year old girl, living a normal boring life just like any other girl! Even going to college! Then I met the man of my dreams and it was all downhill from there….I eloped then and ended up dead. With my love standing next to me committing the murder. I didn’t ever put any real thought into my death until three seconds before it happened, and the last thing I thought I said was, “Fang.” Even though the last thing I said was actually, “ouch,” with a gasp—Romantic huh?

    Chapter 1
    Small town school
    In Mr.Cempt’s science class you don’t read a book or look up thing online. We had labs every day, with a partner. Lucky me got stuck with the new girl, Valery Jenson. Today we had to look at blood cells, not the ones normal teachers get in the mail. Ours. So he came around with a small needle and pricked every other person’s finger. Valery was the one who got her finger pricked and had to prepare the slide. While I looked at the slide I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Valery examined the room, probably wondering if the jars with dead animals in them were real. They were, she looked at me eyes wide. Now I have dark brown hair, long and flowing, and deep blue eyes, I’m about five feet, four inches. And no, I’m not conceded. She looked astonished, almost envious. I looked up and gave her a sincere smile. She gave me a timid one back. Had I scared her, the thought made me giggle. I passed her the microscope, as she looked attentively at the blood; I realized what she looked like. She had beautiful blond hair, and green eyes. She was about an inch shorter than me. The class continued, as did our examinations of each other.
    Later at lunch I watch as she hesitated at the door. I figured, I could help her out. I walk over and said, “You may sit at my table, if you would like.” Yeah, I know what you’re thinking ‘what the (insert swear word here)! Why is she talking like that?’ I’m talking like that because its 1950!! Yeah, just for now, I will get to this year don’t worry! Back to lunch. She still seemed hesitant, so I smiled and walked away. Now I’m not being conceded, people have told me this, I’m grace full and the problem was I think I might have scared her, But after a few seconds she slowly walked toward me and sat down. My friends glared at me, they didn’t think she was good enough. Though they treated her with respect and fake sincerity, it sickened me. I was going to have to talk to them about this.
    Later that day on my way home(I walk) I saw a very cute boy coming my way, with a smile. When he got to me he asked, “Now why would you need to walk? Did no gentlemen ask to bring you to your estate?” he asked, with fake shock. I smiled, he was cute, and had some nice lines.
    “Oh, no I was offered plenty a ride, I just fancy to walk.” He looked me up and down, as I did the same to him.
    “Sorry about my manners. My name is Fang, birth name.” I know right, FANG, BIG FREAKING WARNING SIGN RIGHT IN MY FACE!! But of course I didn’t think there was anything to worry about, boy was I wrong. “May I be allowed to escort you to your estate?”
    “Why of course.” He held out his arm, I gingerly put mine through his and we walked. We talked all the way there about pets, places, music. It was wonderful, I already felt attached to him. OH oops! So when we got to my home, he looked at me with great longing. Nope, not for what you think or what I thought.
    Chapter 2
    Love

    “May I be allowed to see you again, please?”
    My heart beating like a humming birds wings, led me to say, “Yes, I would very much like that.” He smiled and walked away. The thought of seeing him again made my whole body shake with excitement! I ran up the stairs without a word to my family.
    After awhile my mother came to check on me. She knocked lightly. “Come in, mother.” I said sweetly.
    “Hello dear, not bother you but your Father was worried when you came up to the house with a boy we have never seen. Then you stormed up the stairs, we wanted to make sure you were ok,” That’s my mom, the loving caring blaming one.
    “Oh, mother you won’t believe it! I met the nicest man. He was so sweet and he had offered to walk me home. I had agreed and I was excited by the thought that I would see him again tomorrow! I ran upstairs, I’m sorry I worried you.” She looked at me with those eyes, the ones that say ‘its ok honey, I love you’
    “Love you,” she said, and walked out.
    I sat on my bed, thinking what it would be like to see him again. I whispered to myself, Well by that point my fate was sealed, I loved him.