This is one of the first short stories that I wrote, and finally got up the courage to share with you.  I hope you enjoy it!

Amelia Rochester sighed as she stepped out from the women’s room. Being the loner she was, socializing was always difficult, but school was the worst. Thus, when a couple of girls had started gossiping about her and pretending she wasn’t there, Amelia barely squeezed past them.  What could she do that wouldn’t start more gossiping?

An angry shout from a girl nearby overcame Amelia’s attention.

The girl tapped her leg and furrowed her eyebrows.

“What do you mean ‘my accent is fake?’ How would you know? Have you met a Brit before?” the red head growled through her cell before shutting it.

“Who was that, Rose?” a deep and soothing voice asked the girl.

Amelia gasped and stumbled against a row of lockers.

“No stinkin’ way!” she muttered as she observed the owner of the voice.

He looked like the love child of Ryan Gossling and Jamie Campbell-Bower, but with the build of Thor from The Avengers. His mane of sun bleached locks were much longer then the last time Amelia saw him. They curled this way and that, much resembling a kite string in a hurricane, nearly blocking his eyes from view. But there they were. Gray that turned a soft shade of green when he smiled, and that of a slate when he experienced emotions like hate, desire, and suprise.

The same suprise which echoed through them when he locked his eyes on to Amelia’s hazel ones.

His eyes widened, but flashed back to Rose.


Amelia narrowed her eyes.

That was her nickname.

That was when she decided to do something unpredictable.

Right as Rose ran up to him to embrace him, Amelia sprinted over and kissed his nose.

“Hey, jerk-off!”

She flipped him off and took off running. Going far away as she could. Away from the boy who used her and the poor girl who he was unfaithful to.

She wasn’t going back.

Copyright © 2014-2015 by Nita Pan

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