Unnatural Love…

Chapter 1: Henry POV:

I was walking through the halls of Smithson High when my eyes fell upon my best friend, Maggie. Oh God, she's beautiful… wait…..where did that come from? Was I developing feelings for her? No...This happens to every teenage boy…right? I never had time to answer that question due to the fact that Maggie had noticed me.

"Henry!" She called as she gave me a hug. I felt a stab of pain in my chest, knowing she didn't like me back…hold on. When did I say I liked her? Of course, I made the best of this friendship, knowing that if she wasn't to be mine, then I would cherish any moment I had with her.

She caught me staring off into space and snapped her fingers in front of my eyes. I quickly snapped out of my trance-like state and acknowledged her with a smile and a "Yes?"

She just rolled her eyes and smiled that smile I loved so much. I will finally admit it to myself, I was in love with Maggie Winnock, and no one will ever be able to change that.

She grabbed my hand and made for our physics class, which we had together. But outside the door of the classroom, I squeezed her hand, gave her a smile, and walked off. I was skipping class due to this headache that was blossoming inside my mind.

I made my way to the DOUM rooms and sat down at my respective desk. I quietly set down my books and laid my head on the cool wood. I was about to slip into the blackness of unconsciousness when I heard a quiet bang. I lifted my head up from the desk and looked around the dark room. I heard some rustling and footsteps somewhere to my right. I got up from my chair and silently made my way to the source of the noise. I finally came up to the filing section, where the officials file student records, museum history, and exhibits' schedules. I peeked around the shelves in front of me and I saw a cloaked figure, clearly a girl by her posture and grace, rummaging through the files. I carefully made my way toward her while she apparently found the files she was looking for.

I went up behind her and whispered right next to her ear "boo." She squealed and turned around, ready to fight. But while she squealed, I grabbed the files she was holding and ducked a punch she sent my way. I quickly dodged any other attempts to hurt me and that's when she figured out she wasn't getting the files back. She made a quick dash to the door, with me following her closely. She sprinted through the building, making her way up various staircases.

When I made my way to the top floor, she was already out a window, sliding down a power line. I took my shirt off and used it as a makeshift glove and slid down the rope. About half way across, I stopped, losing my momentum, similar to what happened to the cloaked figure. I shoved my shirt and files into my short's pockets while holding the line with one hand. I then proceeded to climb up onto the rope, so I was standing on it. I quickly made my way across the line, but when I was 3 ft. from the next building, I tripped and barely caught myself on the ledge of the roof. I hauled myself over it and looked for the mysterious girl. I saw her as she quickly jumped off the ledge of the roof. I ran to the ledge to see her as she landed gracefully.

How did she do that? That jump was at least 3 stories high! But as I ran toward the ledge again, my foot caught it. That made my body fall in a semi-circle and slam into a window. I crashed through, effectively dislocating my ankle and cutting myself on many shards of glass. I lay limp on the floor, trying to endure the pain that was starting to overtake me.

Suck it up, Henry! You've encountered a similar situation to this before! I thought to myself. I pushed myself off the floor, stabbing my hands with excess glass, and sat up to be greeted by a wide-eyed physics class.

I smiled sheepishly as the teacher, Mrs. Brunner, regained composure and said in a steady voice, "Henry, please get up and go to the principal's office, now. And on the way, tell a janitor to clean this mess up."

I looked down and said "I can't."

She looked at me like I was crazy. "Are you back-talking me, mister?"

"No!" I hastily replied. "I…I just busted my ankle in the fall, and I am feeling a bit dizzy, too." And with that, I put a hand up to my head, my vision getting blurry.

Mrs. Brunner quickly said "Maggie! You've already learned today's subject! Please take Mr. Griffin to the principal's office, and alert a janitor while you're at it."

Maggie gave a curt nod as she packed her bag and walked over to me. She helped me off the floor, bearing most of my weight for me, and helped me out of the classroom.

"What did you do this time, Henry?" She gave me a stern look before acknowledging my intense gaze, which she looked away upon.

"Just…bring me to that classroom." I said. She gave me a confused look before I said "It's empty. It will more private than the hallway."

She nodded and we headed in that direction. Once inside, she helped me sit onto the empty teacher's desk. "Maggie…" I began before she interrupted me saying, 'Save it."

I gave her a strange look, to which she exclaimed "I need to relocate your ankle back into its socket," like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

As she worked on my ankle, she finally said, "This is going to hurt, a lot. I can distract you from the pain, but it's still going to hurt."

I replied "Sure, distract me." She gave a mysterious smile to that reply. Should I be worried? No…this is Maggie!

Maggie, with her hand still placed firmly on my ankle, moved closer to me. She was only inches away when I looked deep into her eyes with confusion and love. She was one inch from my face when I couldn't take it anymore. I smashed my lips down upon hers and kissed her with a passion I didn't even know I had. I clearly could tell she was surprised that I kissed her back, but when she overcame that, she quickly shoved my ankle back into its socket. I let out a pain-filled yell/grunt and pulled away from Maggie's sweet lips.

I turned back to her when the pain subsided to find her wide-eyed. So, to solve her bugging-eye problem, I gently caressed her face with my hand, and pulled her face towards mine again. I brought my lips to hers with more gentleness than the last kiss. She was clearly arguing with herself about letting this go on or pulling away, but I didn't care. The important thing to me was that there was some part of her that liked me, more than just the friendship liking."

She pulled away this time and said "No, we can't do this!"

I got off the table and tugged my shirt back on and made my way toward her. About halfway there, she started to back up, shaking her head vigorously. I sighed, defeated.

"Maggie…" I began. "We can do this! It won't ruin our friendship, and it definitely won't ruin our little team we have going."

"How do you know?" She countered.

"I don't." I mumbled quietly. "I just have an instinctive feeling about it. And sometimes, you just have to follow your instincts. Take risks, welcome change. It's part of life, Maggie."

"No, it's part of your life! Not mine!" She was yelling now, but I tried to keep my voice calm. Hence on tried.

"Maggie! Everyone has to take risks! Otherwise, if you don't, you don't live your life to the fullest! I was willing to take the risk in falling in love with you! And I am willing to take the risk of possibly ruining our friendship. Are you?" I looked at her with my hazel eyes, staring intently into her brown ones, not hiding my emotions whatsoever.

"I-I…I don't know. I will admit it; I have feelings for you, but…never mind." She was clearly struggling to get the words out. So I decided to help her.

I went up to her, put my hand on her cheek while my other arm snaked around her waist, bringing her closer to me. I then whispered into her ear "Just. Say. Yes." And with that, I kissed her again.

At first, she tried to fight me, but I held her to me. She eventually gave up and melded into me. I smiled triumphantly on her lips, kissing her with more passion. I broke the kiss off and looked at the clock.

I turned back to her, saying "We should really go to Uncle Brian's office. We've been in here for over 15 minutes…" I trailed off, hoping she would get what I mean.

She nodded and took my hand and walked slowly to the door. I opened it for her, and walked slowly away from the empty classroom. I clasped her hand in mine and smiled.

But she abruptly stopped walking and I stopped too, looking at her intently. She said "So, what now?"

I looked at her with a look of confusion, and she gave a nervous laugh and continued, "What are we? Are we a couple? Secretly dating? And what are we going to tell Jasper?" She looked at me with her big brown eyes that made me weak in the knees.

I squeezed her hand reassuringly and said "I guess we are a couple. And what we are going to tell Jasper? I have no idea. But I'm sure he'll understand…or…I hope he will." I smiled sheepishly at her while she rolled her eyes.

I tugged at her and we started walking a little faster to the principal's office. Once outside the door, I gave her a quick peck before opening the door for her. She gave a small smile before walking inside. I followed her in there and sat down on one of the empty chairs in front of Uncle Brian's desk.

Uncle Brian turned around and faced us with a disapproving look. "Why are you in here, again, Henry?"

That's when I told him the whole story, about the girl and the files, which were still crumpled up in my pocket. But I purposefully left out the part of me and Maggie's…talk. Uncle Brian told me that it was nothing and that I should just stay out of it, but in my head, I was formulating a draft of a plan…one that would catch this thief.

After Uncle Brian dismissed us, we made our way to Maggie's car, as she was to drive me home. When we got to my house, I invited her inside and showed her the files and I told her about the cloaked girl.

But what really surprised me were the files. They were records of me, Maggie, and Jasper. Now why would someone want our personal records? I discussed this with Maggie and we didn't come up with much. We still had some time before Jasper came home, so we decided to have some…fun.

I was sitting on the couch and Maggie was pacing when all the sudden she was on top of me. She brought my face to hers as one of my arms snaked around her waist and the other up her back. My hand was lost in her brown locks, while hers were tangled into my blonde hair. I was lying down on the couch with her on top of me as we had an intense make-out session. Our kissing was so intense, that I failed to hear Jasper's car door slam, his footfalls as he came to the front door, the unlocking of the front door, and the opening of it.

It was when he was in the living room, his mouth agape, as he cleared his throat that I actually acknowledged his presence. Maggie and I broke apart and she got off of me when she realized Jasper was there. Maggie ducked her head as she walked out the front door with her bags saying, "See you boys tomorrow!" as if nothing had happened.

I turned back to Jasper, who was still shocked. I snapped my fingers in front of his face, snapping him out of his trace-like state. He started with "What was…that?"

"What do you think it was?" I countered him, annoyed with him for being so stupid.

"That's not what I meant. I mean, why were you kissing Maggie?"

"Oh…umm…"And with that, I told him the whole story. After we, or at least I, got off the subject of Maggie and I dating, I showed him the files the cloaked girl tried to take.

"So…what did she look like again?" Jasper asked for the tenth time.

"I told you! I don't know! All I know is that she has bright blue eyes and auburn hair and that she's two inches shorter than I am...roughly."

"Hmm….Well, we've narrowed down our subject list there. Do you think she goes to our school? And if so, what grade?" Jasper kept spouting questions.

"Oh yes. She definitely goes to our school, and I think she's in our grade…" I stated.

"Well then, there we go! Our suspect list has been narrowed down to a max 5 people!" Jasper exclaimed. But I wasn't so sure…