Chapter One

Morana's POV

Morana.... meaning death..... what bullshit. I'm the total opposite of what my name means. Bubbly, kind, smart, generous, and a total sweetheart are only a few of the words that people use to describe me. An ordinary girl living in an ordinary world. I'm seventeen and nearing the end of high school and I'm still hoping for the one thing most girls my age probably had many of..... a boyfriend. I mean don't get me wrong, I love my life and appreciate everything I've got but don't you want someone special to be by your side? Ever since my parents died when I was fifteen everything seemed so dull. Who was I even fighting for? Having that someone to push you to do better, someone to fight for and someone who will fight for you in return, for me is the only thing I wish for.

"Daydreaming about Mr. perfect again?"

Taken out of my thoughts, I look to my right only to see my best friend looking smug and amused. I pout.

"I can't help it okay?! Ever since I saw that guy from the store focusing on things just isn't possible anymore."

Slumping on the table, I close my eyes and his image pops up in my mind again. Piercing hazel eyes, smooth midnight black hair, delectable lips, chiseled jawline, he seemed to be athletic with all those muscles in the right places.

"Stop lusting after a guy whose name you don't even know. Besides, he's way out of your league."

" Wow, what a great best friend you are."

" No need to thank me, it's what friends do."

Brooke says as she toys with her strawberry blond locks of hair. Rolling my eyes and shaking my head unamused, I pack up my things for our next class. Same old Brooke, we've been friends since third grade and our bond and can never be broken. She chuckles at my clearly annoyed face.

"I'm kidding haha. You are the one out of HIS league. You are intelligent, everything about you is amazing. Look at you girl, silky hair, radiant eyes, luscious lips, and a jaw-dropping body might I add." We giggle together at her remark " You never fail to cheer me up."

" I know, that's why I'm the best." she winks at me.

Snickering, I get up preparing to walk to our next class, History. Why do we have to study history? can't just people move on and stop dwelling in the past? history class discussions never failed to give me a headache.

"Come on Brooke, we have to get to Mrs. Noris's class. You know how she gets when we're even five minutes late."

" Fine. Oooh, can you hang out at my place after school?"

" Why? Failing Math again?" 

" Hey! everyone has a weakness okay?! I'm just not good at trigonometry or whatever it is!"

" Okay...okay whatever you say." I look at her and put on a shit-eating grin while she puffs her cheeks in annoyance

While walking to class, I think back to what Brooke said. Not to toot my own horn but I do have quite the face. I'm not lagging on academics either. If only getting a boyfriend is as easy as eating pie. 

Entering the room, noise fills my ears. Sitting down in our usual spot, not minding my surroundings I take out my journal and start writing, getting lost in the world words. A breathy voice whispers in my ear.

"Hey, there beautiful."

Startled I quickly turn around and there he stood, smirking, leaning of over me. With those enticing eyes starring into mine, fumble over my words. 

"H-Hi! D-Didn't see you there. Y-You too, beautiful I m-mean. Wait no! H-Handsome! I mean." 

bashfully lowering my head trying to save myself from embarrassment. I look back up at him wondering why he approached me.

"Augustus Smith, nice to meet you."

Smiling he reached out his hand, opting for a handshake.

"Morana Addams, nice to meet you too."

shaking his hand in return, grasping his firm yet warm hands.

"Do you need anything?"

"Yeah, I was wondering if you were free this afternoon. I've been seeing you around lately and thought that you were gorgeous and it would be amazing if I could take you to the park later."

"You...and I....go out.....you mean like a d-date."

" Sure, if you wanna call it that."

He winks at me. Oh God, what do I do! Literally, the man of my dreams os asking me out on my very FIRST date! Panicked, I glance at Brooke who has been tunning in on the conversation the whole time. Receiving an encouraging smile and nod, I turn back to Augustus and accept his offer.

"Great, I'll be waiting for you at the school gate."

Once again winking at me, he returns back to his seat. Face red like a tomato, I slowly turn back to the front.

"Looks like someone's got a hot date."

Brooke teasingly says. 

"Be careful though, I have a bad feeling about that guy."

"What? Why? He looks normal to me."

I question in concern that maybe I had been too blind to notice red flags about him.

" I don't know but there's something about his eyes and his aura they're just....so...."

"So....what?"  

" They're so..."

" Spit it out already."

" They're just oozing with intensity and dominance almost too aggressive for me." 

"Really? I think it's hot."

" Whatever, you do you. If you need advice ring me up."

Should I cancel the date? I and Brooke have been friends long as I can remember, surely she wouldn't ruin this opportunity for me right? I look back at Augustus and try to analyze his character. But I just can't see it. Augustus turns to me and smile's sweetly. Out of my trance, flustered and blushing at the fact that he caught me checking him out, the teacher walks in. Class starts and the discussion ensues, but my mind is wandering somewhere else. What kind of date would it be? what if it becomes awkward? will he like me? *gasps* What if we kiss?! Heart pounding and mind racing I excitedly look forward to later this afternoon.

A mind and heart as pure as snow, awaiting the impact of Cupid's bow. A monster waiting to attack, oh little angel, there's no turning back.