Today was a day like many others. My parents were fighting, my siblings put all the blame on me, and I still had only one friend at school – well that's if my shadow counted as a friend – so I was pretty much screwed in life. It was odd though, because there was always this one guy – who was gorgeous—that always looked at me in a way no one else ever did. He gazed in wonder, in curiosity. As if he was looking for someone deep inside of me, that wasn't there. I was pretty sure his name was, Kaylin Decebal. It was a name I had never heard of but it really suited him. He had jet black hair, and his eyes – beautiful as they were – had sort of a reddish tinge to them. They kind of changed depending on his mood, but he said it was because of the native gene in him. In a way he was sort of like me. We were both always open and alert, and we were both always the ones who had to leave the room if there was going to be any blood involved.
I had black hair, but mine wasn't as dark as Kaylins', and my eyes were like a silvery blue. I lived in a city called Susanville. It was a small city in a rural California, and there was about 17,500 people living there, but it was always very peaceful. It was full of large meadows near the forests, and beautiful rivers. During the summer I would always go horseback riding with my mother. Her name was Lynn Agneta and my fathers name was John Agneta. My oldest siblings were, Jeannette and Mia Agneta. My parents named me after some Greek woman named, Phaedra, but my full name was, Phaedra Saffron-Rose Agneta. My name has some different meanings. Phaedra means, shinning and brilliant, and Agneta means, pure. So altogether I am shinning, brilliant and pure. At least by my name I am.

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I woke up the next morning to the smell of my moms' bacon and eggs. My favorite!
"Hunny, are you coming down for breakfast? Or will I have to come and Drag you out of bed again?" my mom yelled.
"I'm coming mom! Just let me get my school bag ready so I can just leave afterwards." I replied.
"Ok, well hurry up. It's getting Cold!" I immediately ran and got everything ready. Something was going to happen today, I just knew it!
"I'm here, I'm here! Hey, where is dad this morning?"
"Your father and I had a little fight last night, and he left early this morning. He could be any where." She stated. Oh what a surprise there, my parents were fighting…again! That's why I loved to go to school, because it's the one place that I can just kick-back and get away from the stress from my parents. I quickly ate my breakfast and was soon enough, on my way to my grade 12 classes.

In first-period math, we got a new seating arrangement, and of course, I was stuck beside Kaylin. He – for some reason – seamed really nervous sitting beside me, and I just had to know why.

"Hey, you're Kaylin Decebal, right?" I stuttered asking. He slightly turned to my, his eyes redder than ever, but ignored my question. "Well I was wondering. Why do you look so nervous sitting near me?" I finally got out. I heard a sudden gulp, than he said,

"Well, I uhmm…Never had breakfast this morning." I could instantly tell by the tone of his voice that something was up, and I wasn't going to stop until I found out what his problem was with me. During class I noticed that he was breathing very deeply, and his eyes kept changing from a dark red, to a soft reddish-pick colour. As the bell rang to end period one, Kaylin quickly scooted out of class. Not a word said, not even a facial expression.
Later, at lunch, I decided that I was actually going to go and try to sit with someone for a change. That was than that I had seen Kaylin sitting by himself at a table, so I went over to see if I could get a word out of him.
"Hey, Kaylin, why did u leave class so fast? I never had a chance to talk to you!" I got out.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I just had to get to second period, that's all." Kaylin stumbled.

"Well we do have 7 minutes after bell you know that right. Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to catch a flick after school with me. Do you?" I had no intention of saying that, but I went along with it in hope that something would come out of it.
"Just so you know I can't be your friend." Kaylin demanded, in a strong, stubborn voice.
"What? Why not? That doesn't make any sense!" I questioned in confusion.
"I JUST CAN'T OK!" Kaylin screeched, and soon enough he was out the door in seconds, his food untouched. I ran out the cafeteria doors, ignoring the shocked eyes locked on me, chasing after Kaylin, but he was out of sight, like he had disappeared into space.

Not giving up, I continued running, searching for him. I didn't know what it was that wanted me to keep going, but I really felt attached to him and I couldn't let go. I was suddenly stopped by a sudden chill up my spine. I was being watched. I looked around the halls of the school, but no-one was watching me, at least no-one that I could see of. Than, through the corner of my eye, I saw a quick glimpse of a figure running towards the south wing of the school. I squinted my eyes so I could see the figure better, and found that it was Kaylin, and from that, I was off. It took me a long time, but soon enough I caught up with him.
"Ok, I give up! What do you want with me?" Kaylin growled, as I taped his shoulder.
"I want to know why you can't be friends with me." I pleaded.
"I just can't ok!" he stated, and quickly stomped off. I ran to catch up with him, but he ran much quicker this time.
After giving up, I took the time to look at my watch to find out that I had completely missed the rest of lunch, and over half of third period. I rushed over to class and my Spanish teacher, Ms. Alejandro, gave me crap for being thirty minutes late, but it was expected.

"Ms. Agneta, you better have a pretty good excuse for being thirty minutes late for class!" She demanded.
"I…uhmm…"
"That's what I thought," she interrupted, "I will be seeing you after class than. No go take your seat."
"Ughh," I grumbled, slowly stumbling over to my desk. I could hear the quite whisper of laughter amongst the classroom.
"Shut up!" I pleaded; feeling embarrassed enough as it is. The girl that I seat beside, Anna, was having a laughing fit over that small little argument between the Teacher and me, for about the rest of the class.

"Anna, it wasn't really that funny, you know that right?" I said.
"I know the argument wasn't, but the fact that your hand is bulging red, is pretty hilarious!" she stated between laughter's.

"WHAT!" I screamed, ", can I please go to the nurses' office!"
"What happened?" she asked.
"Something is wrong with my hand! I think I'm having an allergic reaction to something!" I said, showing everyone my bloated hand. I could hear a lot of people whispering "ewww," In the class.
"Oh! Yes, you better get to the nurses office, and forget about what I said earlier. You're free to go if you wish!" Ms. Alejandro offered.
"Thank you so much. Don't worry I wont be late like that again!" I said as I ran out of class towards the nurses' office.
As I entered the nurses' office I heard a sudden gasp coming from behind me. I quickly jumped around, but it was only Nurse Emily who had obviously seen my hand.
"Oh-my-gosh! Young lady, what happened to your hand?" Emily said.

"I, uhmm, don't actually know. Someone from class said that I had walked into class like this." I pointed to my hand.
"Well, by the looks of it you have had an allergic reaction to something," She announced, "but it doesn't look good from my view. Just let me get out some tools, and I can see what I can do with it."
"Thank you so much!" I said, "My hand hurts so much, now that I know its there."
"Yes, that is all normal. I think I am going to have to take a blood sample th…"
"BLOOD SAMPLE!" I interrupted her, "do you really have to! You can do anything else to me, other than anything that has to do with blood."
"Well, it's either that, or possibly die. You choose." She said. Well that was going to be an obvious answer. Death. I would rather die than have someone take blood from me, but I doubt saying that would really fly with her.
"Blood sample it is than," I gulped, "Will it hurt?"
"It will only hurt as much as you want it to hurt. Just relax, everything will be ok." She promised.
As the bell rang to end the school day, I saw Kaylin running towards me in the distance.
"Kaylin?" I whispered to myself. I don't know what he wanted, but I would play his game, and ignore him instead.
"Hey, Phaedra I heard about your hand! Are you alright?" he asked.
"Why would you care?" I demanded, stomping off.
"Look, Phaedra I'm sorry about earlier but I really want to know if you're ok." He said. I still kept walking, ignoring him in every possible way I could. I just wanted to go home. "Phaedra!" he screamed, still standing in the very same position that he started talking to me in. I still kept on walking. Soon enough, I finally made it home.