I'm not like the others of my kind. When people say Veela, they think beautiful, luminescent, can steal any man's heart. Well, I am all those things, what Veela isn't? But behind the word Veela also creeps the internal beings. The attention crazed monsters that can't go a day without a compliment. I'm quite the opposite, really. I despise the attention. I hate the feeling of being gawked at in every room I enter. Regular girls, they hate me; and I envy them. Veela's are thought of to be sweet and pleasant, I can be like that; if you get on my good side. I have an attitude, and it often gets me in trouble. Ah, the word trouble. It seems to find and follow me everywhere I go. But the truth is, I wouldn't have it any other way.