Her eyes stared from their sockets, burning with an uncanny evil. Dark, dark pools of blue. It was as though she was embbedded with the ability to serve all who chose to look her way an icy stare. Long ebony locks fell from her crown reaching halfway down her back, giving her an even more sinister female beauty. Her smile makes you shiver, but may allure you, if you like the dark side.
Her name is Giada.
Giada was staring at the school grounds from a second story window, the window of room twenty-four. The rain was plopping down in buckets, giving everything that could be seen a depressing, wet gray. She pressed her forehead against the cool glass, trying to calm herself down. The teen stared at her hand, which was hurting from a Chinese symbol embedded in her skin. "Night Rose.." she murmered, her soft voice translating the symbol easily. She lowered the palm, right now wishing that she wouldn't have that symbol on her hand.
The fifteen year old rose from her stool by the window, and glided towards the door. A long black skirt swayed at the calm movement of her legs as she left the stained oak door into the halls of the school. Like a Black Widow Spider in her web, the teenaged girl swiftly headed for downstairs. The billowly material of her dark blue dress shirt flowed with the skirt as she gazed at the people she passed. Most shivered or tried to glare back, only to lose.
The girl smirked as she headed downstairs, satisfied that no one wanted to bother her. 'After all, I am what my reputation shows..' the girl thought. Giada was not one to be messed with.
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