"I want every detail!"
"Mads!"
"Now bitch!"
"You know, you call me bitch a lot. It's not a good way to get me to talk."
"I want every detail, now shit face."
"You're not really heading the right direction."
"Tell me!"
Yep, that was the conversation that began it all with her best friend Madeleine.
The one where the entire school had believed the rumor that she had lost her virginity to a guy.
A guy who wasn't even real.
The only reason Nyla had lied to Madeleine about seeing a guy was because she didn't want to go on that stupid trip with Madeleine creepy health freak parents.
Her parents took everything way too literal.
Once she had gone for a sleepover and they were completely naked, literally.
Madeleine's mother had the decency to have her long golden hair that Madeline inherited to cover her nipples and they ate tofu, consistently.
After that event…well, let's just say she still has nightmares of the damn thing.
And Madeleine wouldn't let it go that Nyla had sex and didn't want to tell her.
Nyla repeatedly told her she didn't have sex but Madeleine refused to believe her.
But the problem with Nyla was that she was different, a little too different.
She knew it, Mads knew it, her mother knew it, even the the whole damn school knew it.
The school was like a panther, when they sense even the slightest ounce of fear, they pounce like a pack of ravenous wolves.
Nyla had always felt like she didn't belong at school or at home, hell not even on the damn earth plane.
She felt off and bothered, like her true home was far from reach.
The only thing that made her feel like she belonged was in her room.
Her room was filled with books about supernaturals, demons and angels, wolves and such things.
She liked to listen to rock and pop especially by Nightwish.
Her room was dark and one could sense the dark energy in the room.
A normal person would have the hair on the back of her neck standing on end by even looking in the room.
But for Nyla, it felt like home.
It filled her with a sense of safety and protection.
She wasn't into witchcraft or Seances or had pictures of devils hanging on her wall or stuff like that.
She only read about the stuff because it felt like a part of her longed to be a part of it.
Nyla also like to be alone, with Mads the exception since they grew up together.
But even Mads couldn't comprehend her reasons for reading dark stuff as Mads would call it.
Nyla sometimes felt that their friendship was forced, like one little thing will break it off for good.
And Nyla liked to be a loner.
Now, because one of the girls, Maria, who happened to overhear the conversation between Mads and herself, had spread the rumor and before you knew it, the whole damn school knew.
Another problem was that Maria belonged to one of those fanatic religious group that took everything in the excessive.
You commit one thing that the Bible says is wrong and they look at you with disgust and scorn because you were 'condemned to a life of hell'.
So, now the entire school was calling her an easy lay and random boys she didn't even know went up to her and chatted.
Which is why she hated this label she was forced to carry.
Nyla tried repeatedly to tell the truth, that it was all a lie but no one believed her, no matter how hard she tried.
So she gave up on convincing the school.
People were calling her a dirty skank well, a dirty skank they got.
Nyla dressed a little inappropiately for school but that was it.
Outside of school, she returned to jeans and a shirt or skirts at her mid thighs or tank tops.
She just dressed but didn't partake in sex for money or sex at all even if the school said she was even though she wasn't.
Hell, she was still a damn virgin.
Now, the strange thing about this situation was that she caused jealousy, envy, hate, and misery in people and surprisingly, Nyla enjoyed the intense negative emotions that hummed around school.
It filled her with a hunger and she was seekings ways to sedate that hunger by causing misery and pain to others.
Not physically but emotionally which cut deeper than any wound.
Nyla wanted attention since her mother didn't give her anything.
Nyla was secretly hoping her mother would notice her clothing or lack thereof but as usual never.
Her mother was there in the morning but gone in the afternoon.
Nyla's father was out of the picture.
So, she was on her own.
The whole incident started a week ago and today, they were talking about the scarlet letter.
The irony of it.
But yesterday they had gotten a new exchange student.
And when Nyla laid eyes on him, she felt a flutter in her chest and her stomach did a weird little flip.
His name was Jake Thorn and he was beautiful in every aspect.
He had a distinct English accent that sent shivers down her spine.
He was tall and lean, and his straight dark hair reached his shoulders. His cheekbones were sharp, giving him a gaunt, hollow look. His nose drooped slightly at the tip, and his brilliant jade-green eyes gazed out from beneath low-set brows.
His lips curled in a permanent sneer. It made him look intolerant of his surroundings.
Nyla was both fascinated yet wary by him.
He looked like he didn't belong and he didn't bother hiding it.
She sensed something...dark about him and she swore she could see something that wasn't quite human.
Which was ridiculous of course.
So, when Jake was assigned to sit by the desk that was on the next aisle on her right and he sat by her, her heart spiked up and her body went hot.
Jake seemed to be radiating a dark energy and Nyla was surprised she was enjoying his dark energy.
She sensed a lot of things lately since her 18th birthday was coming up.
She felt exposed to Jake's smoldering gaze as he looked at her face and body and she felt like he was undressing her with his eyes.
A lot of boys looked at her like that but it didn't bother her like Jake did.
Nyla had a body to kill for or die for, or both.
Her curves were right where they were supposed to be and girls looked at her with envy since anything she wore, Nyla made it look good and better.
Nyla had the body of her mother but looked like her father.
Nyla had long incredibly straight light golden brown hair that reached her waist.
She had thick eyelashes that framed her hazel eyes.
Her perfectly arched eyebrows gave her face a mature sensual look.
She had high cheekbones and full pink lips.
Behind those lips were straight white teeth.
Nyla was tall, not unbelievably tall but at least taller than most girls but neither of the boys.
Her skin was incredibly smooth and the tattoo on her lower right hip made her look like she wasn't part of this world.
The beautiful white rose with black leaves and vines made Nyla feel complete and it was always warm to the touch.
Nyla was sexy, beautiful, dark yet enticing which made all the girls jealous and the boys panting like dogs.
And Jake Thorn knew this the moment he laid eyes on her.
And Jake also knew she wasn't what she seemed.
She was something different and immediately Jake knew that this girl, who had no idea of who or what she was, was going to change his world because the moment he saw her was the moment he felt a flutter in her body which had never, ever, happened in his entire life.
Now, Nyla felt like she had to keep her distance from him because something about Jake was bad news but she also felt drawn to him.
As if he was gravity and he was pulling her to him.
Nyla was wearing black heels that didn't show her toes.
She wore tight skinny jeans that hugged her body like a second skin and a tube top with a black leather jacket.
Her hair was parted to the side, giving a view of her neck that gave Jake the urge to lick, kiss, suck and bite her neck.
Which was odd for him since he never had the urge to do anything to a woman until he was in foreplay.
But he wasn't in foreplay with Nyla and yet it felt like he was.
Mr. Shoe was taking about the Scarlet Letter and Nyla sighed when Nina, a member of Maria's fanatic religious group, made a comment about the woman not being a victim because she bought it on herself.
Nina and Nyla hated each other since the day they were born.
They don't know but they just did.
Nyla remembered when Mads stared at her clothing one day when Nyla decided to 'dress like a dirty skank'
"So what's with your new look? It's very whore couture." Mads commented.
"Oh, haven't you heard? I'm the new school slut."
Even the word slut gave her a bitter taste on her tongue.
"You know, I did hear something. I also heard he was twice your age."
Yeesh, Nyla thought. Couldn't people even get a lie straight.
"I also hear his name was George. I mean George. Come on, George is not a sexy name. George is like what you name your teddy bear, not the name you wanna scream out during climax." Mads yelled, her blonde curls bouncing around her face.
Nyla didn't even say his name was George.
He was fake!
Nyla sighed, not even bothering to convince Mads it was all a lie and that she was still a virgin.
"I also heard he gave you crabs."
"Ew! People suck!" Nyla yelled in disgust.
"Tell me about it."
Nyla noticed that Nina glanced over her shoulder to see Jake staring intently at Nyla and Nyla saw Nina face her and her face darkened with smug smirk on her tanned skin, her dark hair framing her heart shaped face.
"Perhaps you should embroider a red A on your wardrobe, you abominable tramp." Nina said.
Out loud.
In class.
With Jake looking at the both of them.
And the class and teacher having gone silent.
Nyla's blood boiled and she scowled at Nina.
"Perhaps you should GET a wardrobe, you abominable twat." Nyla said as Nina paled and gasped.
Nyla saw out of the corner of her eye that Jake was staring at her, an impressed smile on his beautiful face.
At Nyla's comment, the whole class cheered and she saw that Mr. Shoe was trying hard not to cheer with the rest of the class.
He personally told her he didn't like Nina.
He hated her but he was going to deny it if Nyla said anything.
Nyla 1. Nina 0
Mr. Shoe quieted the class and shot a look at Nina and Nyla.
"Nina Waterfest, you shouldn't make comments like that in class."
Nina turned to the front and shrugged.
"Whatever."
"As for you, Nyla Black, head to the principal's office."
"What?" Nyla said. It wasn't even her fault.
"You heard me. Go to the principal's office."
Nyla was going to argue again but Mr. Shoe shot her a look that said, trust me, Nina won't get off that easy.
Nyla said nothing as she bended to her left side, stuffing her books in her jansport book bag and slung it over her shoulder as she stood up, seeing the smug look on Nina's face.
Nyla inconspicuously moved her hand, causing Nina to slip out of her seat and fall on the ground.
Nyla swallowed in Nina's embarrassment and humiliation and felt herself grow stronger.
Another thing Nyla figured out was that she had powers.
Not that big superhero powers but small ones that allowed her to move stuff in order to cause humiliation and misery to people.
When she did this, she felt her tattoo grow hot and filled her with a dark energy that she eagerly accepted.
Anyone would mistake it for Nyla brushing her jeans but Jake, who sensed something very dark in her body that only a demon could even have, saw the movement and knew immediately that she was a demon.
Or at least half because he smelled her human side inside her also.
And the tattoo he saw on her hip proved it even more which had managed to arouse him, his mind racing with images of him tracing the beautiful and enticing tattoo with his tongue.
When she walked by him, he smelled a scent of her demon side that was dark and delicious and aroused him even more.
He knew that her demon side was starting to take over her human side.
It worked like that with demi-childs that were bred from a human and a demon.
But not always.
If the mother was a human, the child would choose her demon side.
But if her mother was a demon, then the child would choose her human side.
But not always worked like.
Some demi-childs that had human mothers chose their human side and others their demon side.
As Jake watched her leave the classroom and heard the girls fawning over him, he started to feel an intense attraction to her that suspiciously made him feel something warm inside him and he wondered if Nyla would be the girl that would offer him something that demon females and humans females couldn't.
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