The Awakening

Tears never did anyone any favours, but sometimes they just needed to fall.

The most important thing I’d learned in life? You can’t trust people. And you especially can’t trust boys with wicked smiles and equally wicked intentions.

But until that day, you're mine, Blue.

Why are the hot ones always jerks?

He was dangerous in all the right ways and I knew without doubt that the fire in his eyes would burn me up if I strayed too close.

Where I’m from I found out the hard way that this life will throw all kinds of crap at you, but the one thing you don’t have to accept is other people’s bullshit.

My deepest fear is being cast aside, my heart crushed by trusting blindly again. So I’ll never let anyone in again.

I know,” he said, his eyes glittering. “But until that day, you're mine, Blue.

Okay this is going from weird to mental asylum real fast.

Remember the A.S.S love you!” she cried and several people who heard her started laughing. Really? That was the name she went with? The ass club?

One day, Professor, I'm going to be strong enough to fight you off.” He took a measured breath and I felt like he was sucking something vital out of my body that I wasn’t sure I’d ever get back. “I know,” he said, his eyes glittering. “But until that day, you're mine, Blue.

Ignore the dimples, Tory, he’s an award winning dickasaurus.

That night I sat in bed just staring at that bruise, wondering how a physical wound could look so bright and angry but emotional wounds stayed entirely invisible. I wanted my hurt branded on me, to remind me never to trust anyone again.

And I’m a Taurus; when we set our minds on something it’s not easy to turn us from it.

These people might all be crazy but they sure do know how to make school interesting,

And why am I even turned on by Lord Voldemort’s hotter, younger cousin?

He lifted his head with a demonic smile. “Welcome to your Awakening.

Great, now I'm eyeing up a potential serial killer. If there was one final ass I had to stare at though...

What’s the worst that can happen in a library anyway? Tell that to the guy who was killed by Colonel Mustard with the candlestick.

This Life will throw all kinds of crap at you, but the one thing you don't have to accept is other people's bullshit

Tory had been my name throughout everything that had shaped me into the person I was today and I had no interest in shedding that persona now or in the future.

What drug are you on exactly? Judging by the fancy attire I'm gonna guess coke?

Do you think he's actually interested in you? He was drunk and grabbed the nearest thing with a pulse.” “Well if that's Darius's standard now I understand why he's with you,” Tory said airily and I couldn't help but exhale a laugh.

Asses,” I breathed in horror. “They’re a group of asses and they don’t seem to realise it.

You've met your match, Mr Window.

I'm not shy, you're just so far beyond my personal boundaries right now I can't even see them anymore.

Tears prickled the backs of my eyes but I bitch-slapped them down hard.

You seemed just as into it as me.” “That’s because we thought we were stroking a wild animal not getting molested by some horse-faced weirdo,” I snarled.

Tears never did anyone any favors, but sometimes they just needed to fall.