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The Only One Who Knows

Chapter 1 – New Life

'People may think that I'm too busy or anti-social but is not like that. In fact, I like to talk with them and I'm not that shy… It's just that… I don't know how else I can hide my secret…'

I'm Anastasia, a Greek girl who came to live in England with his aunt, Praxiteea. Teea is a very energetic woman. She has a nice and pure soul, I can say. She is the most normal woman from my family… well, she tries to act normal. But enough about Teea. You might be curious about me, right? Well, I'm 16. I have white long hair and golden eyes. The strange thing is that I didn't dye my hair and I don't wear eye contacts. The reason of my strange appearance is my big secret. Now you want to know my secret, right? Well… I think I can tell—

"Tasiaaa, get ready already! Ya'll be late for your first daay!"

"Ok, ok, I'm comiiiing" I shouted my journal and got up from my desk. 'Now… what I should wear? What would a normal teenager wear? Ah.. Got it!'

I started to search for my t-shirt with my favorite band on it and for some short jeans. Throw some white Vans and ready for school. I ran down the stairs and throw myself in the blue car where a pink haired woman with purple eyes was waiting for me. It was Teea, my mother's twin sister.

"I told you to hurry. Now you'll be late, Tasia.."

"How many times I have to tell you to stop calling me Tasia?" I said with an annoyed face.

"Why you hate it that much when I call you like this?"

"For Fuck's Sake, I just hate it!"

"But that's how your mother call—"

"THAT'S THE REASON WHY I HATE IT, OK? ONLY MY MOM CALLS ME LIKE THIS, NOT MY AUNT! JUST STOP IT ALREADY!"

"Anastasia.."

"Aunty… I…" I took a big breath "I-I'm sorry.. I didn't want to sound like this…"

"No, is ok… I understand. I'm the one who has to apologize."

'Ugh, stupid, stupid, stupid! Why I said that to my aunt?! I was so mean…'

"Are you… on your period?" Teea spoke softly.

"WHAT THE HELL, AUNTY?! WHY YOU ASK SUCH EMBARRASSING THINGS?"

"I just want to know more about my little princess. So, you didn't tell me, are you?"

"… maybe…"

"I KNEW IT! That's why you have the face of shut-the-fuck-up-or-I'll-murder-you" she laughed while I was sulking with embarrassment.

After 30 minutes we arrived to my new school, Sweet Amoris (strange name for a high school). Here I'll learn French and Spanish.

I've took my stuffs and I went to my new locker. After that I went to my classroom because my first period was about to start.

In my way to the class B I bumped into a girl.

"Uh, oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was go—" I paused as I noticed that the girl had long white hair and golden eyes like me.

"What is it?" The mysterious girl asked.

"N-nothing… Y-you look a lot like me" She stared at me.

"Hmm… Now that you mention it, that's true!" She gazed at me again. "What's your name?"

"Anastasia"

"Nice to meet you, Anastasia. I'm Rosalya but you can call me Rosa. You're new here, right?" I nodded in agreement. "You need some help?" She asked me again.

"Well, you know where is class B?"

"GOSH! You're in class with me?!"

"I-I dunno…"

"LEMME CONDUCE YOU TO DA MOTHAFUCKING CLASS. WE WILL STAY NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND TALK AAAAAALL THE PERIOD!"

"Uh, ok." Rosa took me by the arm and grabbed me to the class. She seems a nice person but a bit scary. Maybe one day I could trust her and tell her my secret.

We arrived to the class. She took a seat next to the window and I sat behind her.

A warm hand touched my shoulders. When I turned to face the person I saw a boy with red-bloody hair and grey eyes who sent shivers down my spine.

"Could you give me a pen?" He said with a bored face and I obediently gave him a pen.

In the middle of the period I received a piece of paper with a message on it.

'Seems like we have a new little girl in school, heh?' It was from the red-head.

'Yeah. Why you ask, Cherry?' I responded

'No reasons. What's your name?'

'Anastasia'

'Like the Russian one?' He smiled and I couldn't stop but look annoyed. I hate that stereotype. In fact, who the fuck is that Russian?

'No. Is a Greek name and it means resurrection. What's your name, grumpy?' I asked.

'Castiel'

'Like a castle?' I smiled.

'No. It comes from El Theophory *Google it* and it means Shield of God'

Something hit me in the heart. I looked in his eyes and I saw a sparkle. 'Those eyes… and the spark… it couldn't be…'

To be continued...

Sorry for this really short chapter. I promise the next will be better... I hope... BYE, MY CANDIES ~~