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Diala's POV :

It started as usual, by me walking in the woods at night. Why at night? I have no idea. I decided to head back home. Suddenly, I heard a snap of twigs behind me. I turned around slowly, and saw a huge horse-sized silver wolf. A normal person would have screamed and ran away, but somehow, I felt safe in the presence of this wolf. He had an intelligent look in his eyes that were almost human. The eyes look familiar, and I could swear I saw them somewhere, but I didn't remember where.

The wolf was getting closer even though he wasn't moving. I realized that I was the one that was moving towards him. I raised my hand slowly to touch him… I almost did…

"Lala… Lala" I heard someone say my name in the annoying wake-up-right-now tone. "Wake up, we will be late for school." I felt my nine-year-old brother, Dany, climb on my bed and started jumping to wake me up. What a way to start a day.

I got up, picked up the outfit I prepared yesterday and went to the bathroom. I took a nice warm shower, then got dressed. As I was drying my hair and brushing it to tie it into my usual ponytail, I couldn't help but think about the dream and how it is the seventh night in a row that I dreamt about it. I also couldn't shake the feeling that there is something going to change… something big.

So, my name is Diala Faber, I'm sixteen years but I'm in junior year because I started school early. I'm shy, quite around strangers, but with my friends and people that I'm comfortable with, I'm quite the opposite.. I also have low self-confidence although my friends think it's unreasonable since they think I'm beautiful (I don't think so) and smart and don't need to worry about others.

By others they meant Paul Meraz, my bully, my personal moving hell.. He has always bullied me since as long as I can remember. Thanks god he's been absent for the past two weeks. I was so happy about his absence because for once in my life I didn't dread going to school. I hope he won't be at school today too.

I entered school five minutes late. I rushed to my locker and took the books that I need for the next period, biology. I ran to class and entered. Since I was Mr. Schmitt's favorite student he didn't give me detention, he just lectured me, which is more embarrassing. I apologized and walked to my seat with my head down and my face bright red.

When I sat down I heard a chuckle beside me. I froze. I was surprised that my partner's seat that was empty for two weeks is now filled, which means the devil is back. Did u guess who the devil is? Yes, it's Paul. And on his first day back he finds my embarrassment funny. Great. Typical Paul.

I sneaked a look at him. I was shocked beyond believe by what I saw. He grew about a foot more, and gained really buff muscles like a weight-lifter. He also cut his hair short. All in all, he looke HOT! Wait, what? I'm not supposed to think that. He is my bully… my enemy.

I was so confused by my train of thoughts so I started rummaging in my pencil case for a pen. I found one and took it out harshly because I was angry with myself.

It seems that today is my unlucky day. Because the pen flew out of my hand and towards Paul next to me. I saw it hit his neck.

He suddenly turned to me, "what the f-" he stopped mid-sentence as our eyes met. I was so nervous and afraid of his reaction because he is known to be loud and violent verbally and physically . however, the look on his face surprised me. I saw as the emotions in his eyes shifted from anger and irritation, to amusement, adoration and some other feeling I couldn't comprehend. His eyes sparkled and darkened at the same time, his mouth opened, jaw almost hitting the floor as he looked at me up and down as if checking me out. I dismissed this idea immediately, I wasn't interesting enough to look at, and Paul is known for being a player… a ladies' man… a man-whore… all of those. He only uses girls. And I'm not a slut for sure, so I'm not his type. I looked down at what I was wearing. I was wearing dark skinny jeans and a long sleeved v-neck white shirt with some writing on it and a black wool jacket and white sneakers. Nothing revealing, but I noticed my shirt is down a little exposing little cleavage so I quickly up my jacket earning a weird look from Paul, almost pleading.

I heard a muffled laugh from behind us. I looked and it was Jared Cameron, Paul's best friend. I then remembered that he also was absent for a week or so. He became as big and as buff as Paul. He even had the same hair cut. I looked at him weirdly, questioningly,, he only looked at Paul and said, "you're screwed." Paul shot Jared a glare that made him shut up immediately.

Pail turned to me looking me in the eyes. He scooted closer till our arms were touching. I moved away to the edge of the desk, almost falling, but he caught me and came closer again. "Why are you moving away from me?" he said softly in my ears. Seriously, what is wrong with him today?

I couldn't control the blush that crept to my cheeks. He leaned closer and I leaned back, he leaned in again "No need to be shy, sweetheart…" he whispered, sending shivers down my spine. What the hell?!

"Are you crazy? Get off me, idiot!" I don't know where the burst of courage came from but I happily welcomed it.

"And what if I don't?" he smirked. Did he just smirk? I imagined devil horns above his head. I pushed myself off the desk. I realized that the whole class, including the teacher, were looking at me. Some were even chuckling.

"Is there a problem Ms. Faber?" asked the teacher. "I'm not feeling well Mr. Schmitt. Can I go to the nurse?" I asked him. He nodded. As soon as he did I ran out of class.

Tadaaaaa! hope u guys liked it and plz tell me what u thin since its my first story :)