Meeting Miss Snow

The library

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*boy* 

It’s been 15 mins and I’m sweating like hell. I know vampires are supposed To have “super speed” or whatever, but I guess that was never passed down to me. I stop for a second because the cold air getting sucked into my lungs starts to burn. 

I have no time to stop

I can’t make it...

There goes my attendance 

I start walking because I have a long way to go and my body doesn’t need to die before I even get there. 

As I walk by the small road that the bus takes everyday I have my music in my pocket but today I feel like walking in silence. The crunching of the snow from under my feet the coldness of the air. I smell something delicious, my head snaps towards the woods and I start walking towards the edge of the woods but the closer I get the more faint it is... 

maybe I’m just hungry

I go back to walking and check my watch. 7:00. As I look up I see the tiny bridge over a small stream. 

Almost there

That was fast

I start running again, just a bit further. I cross the bridge, first right, third left, second one on the left can’t miss it. I walk through the doors and make my way to my locker. It’s 7:15 by now, once I put everything away and get my English book I shut and lock my locker before turning to face an angry Mr. Jensen. I could almost see steam coming out of his ears, my whole body tensed immediately 

Oh no

He’s the detention and PE teacher... known to be one of the rudest teachers here. I’ve never met him but I’ve always heard stories, like when he broke a boys arm for being on his phone in class. 

He’s gonna hurt me 

He scribbles something down on a paper I didn’t notice he was holding. He was gripping the pen so hard I thought it’d break. 

What could’ve made him this mad?

I look around and I’m the only one in the hallway 

Damn it, I forgot class starts at 7:10

He ripped the paper from its place and handed it to me before almost yelling “lunch detention for 1 week” I flinched. the tone so familiar. 

He’s gonna hurt me 

the echo of his voice against the school walls weren’t helping at all. My eyes shut tight as I awaited the punch I knew was coming. But all I heard were the sound of footsteps, I looked up. 

He just turned and walked away. Relief washed over my body as I released a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. 

I start walking to English 

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*girl* 

I run as fast as I can. I love it. My body burns, I’m pushing myself but the burn is like my drug. My legs pumping as fast as possible I love running through the forest, I’ve always loved the trees and the peace. I stopped by my favorite coffee shop (bad idea I’m way too late, but you gotta power up). 6:45, already ran a mile to the shop. I chug the coffee the warmth and the energy settle in my body and I’m ready for the day. as soon as I’m out the door I start sprinting again. Today is so beautiful. As I run through the forest I see a guy about my age walking on the road by the forest 

Must have missed the bus too

When I focus back on my running I notice I’m almost to the town, I pick up the speed even more. I start jumping fences and turning corners, I loose track of the turns I make because by now it’s just memory. To say the least I miss the bus pretty often. The closer I come to the school I make sure to stop the smile on my face and become cold like every other day. I walk through the doors to the moving crowd but as soon as they see me they move out of the way, people at this school are scared of me and I love it. I’ve never had friends and it makes me feel like royalty when I walk in a room and everyone shifts in their seats  no one thinks of crossing me because I’ve taught myself how to fight and I can say I’m pretty damn good at it. I make my way to my locker and check the time 7:08, I have 2 minutes. I grab my doodle journal and make my way to math class, I listen while I draw and I get straight A’s in everything so my teachers don’t mention anything. I make it to class right at the bell, there’s a new teacher...

That’s weird, it’s the middle of the semester. 

I sit down at my desk and open my journal and start doodling 

She starts talking math, I was drawing this beautiful wolf sketch (I didn’t have any pens) when the new teacher got mad at me and called my name. “Miss Snow. Since you decided art is more important than math how about you answer this question?” Without looking up I say “A is 24 B is 12 and C is 28” that shut her up. No body in the school knows my actual name other than the principal, they all know me by my last name and it fits me perfectly. After a little bit of her being flustered at me being right instead of her leaving me the hell alone she asks me to stay after class. 

The hell does she wan

I just take my stuff and walk out. I don’t need this class anyway I took it last year but they didn’t have anymore math classes for me apparently. 

I walk across campus to the library and work on other assignments because even though I’m smart doesn’t mean I don’t need to do it. 

*****30 mins later********

A guy comes in the library... no one usually comes here in the middle of class.... he looks weirdly familiar, his black jacket looked so fluffy and warm. He has a great jawline and his lips are so full and kissable...

WHAT THE f**k??

I’ve never thought that of anyone. I’m so stupid. I shake my head at myself. 

I look back at him and see his eyes... they’re red. Like dark red. They’re getting darker the longer we look at eachother and frankly. It’s turning me on. My eyes widen and I try to hide the blush on my cheeks with my hair as I get back to work. 

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*Guy*

Of course, my English teacher didn’t let me in because I’m so late. 

I’ve never been late to school before......... 

Father is gonna kill me. 

That thought made me stop in my tracks because I know I’m right. 

I take out my earbuds and iPod and start some music to drown out my thoughts and wonder the halls for a bit before making my way to the library. I’ve always loved spending my time there, the smell and the peace. I’d spend every spare moment there reading or just sitting there with my music and my notebook. I walk in the library and am engulfed in the sweet familiar scent of knowledge... it’s mixed with something delicious, making my mouth water I look around and see a beauty. Pure white hair and bright crystal eyes that survey my face until her face tints pink and she shakes her head and I smile. 

That’s so cute

She looks back up and her crystal eyes are darker. 

I wonder what she’d look like without those clothes on

Every thought going down that road the more uneven my breathing becomes. I can feel myself grow in my pants while she stares at me. She face turns red and she looks back down at her work, leaving me confused yet happy I made her blush........ then.... I smell her

The pleasure going straight to my d**k until it’s throbbing. 

I have to get out of here before I do something stupid. 

I turn and almost run out of there. Idk where to go.... I have about a half an hour till my next class... and I have to fix myself before then...