Him

Today was the day of the party. The day that I get to be normal, or at least attempt to be. We still had to go to school, but maybe then I could get to know more people. I walked into the bathroom and got a shower. I got dressed and fixed my hair. Eli was waiting by the door, already dressed and showered. "Ready -eyes?" he said smiling as I walked out of the bathroom and into my room. He held a small can and threw it to me. "You might want to spray yourself with this, it smells good. I wear it all the time" he smirked and walked out of my room.

I sprayed myself with it. It did smell familiar. I set the can on my bed and walked down stairs, putting my hoodie on and throwing my bag over my shoulder. "Morning" our mother said smiling at me. She was fixing Eli's hair. He sighed and turned to me with an annoyed look on his face.

"Mom we gotta get going" I said walking towards the door. She let Eli go and turned away from us sadly. "Ugh.. What is it now?" I asked rolling my eyes. She always plays games with us.

"No goodbye kiss for your mommy?" she asked, pretending to cry. She didn't realize how weird it was that she wanted a goodbye kiss.

"Mom we're too old for this, bye" I said pulling Eli out the door in frustration. I waited until we got outside before joking about it, "That woman, is a whole new level of crazy" I said laughing and walking to school with Eli.

"That she is." he patted me on the back as we entered the school. "Well I'll see you later bro" he said before walking away. I waited until the hallways cleared of students before I started walking to class.

I heard a loud thud as I walked, I turned around and saw a boy standing over a girl. He had dark curls and he was angry. "I told you, if you drop the charges I'll leave you alone. But you had to be a stupid bitch, so I'm not going to leave you alone. And everyone thinks you're crazy!" the boy hissed. I noticed the girl, her dark brown hair, her face, her smell. I ran over to them and pushed him over. The girl breathed heavily and let out a screech as he hit the ground.

"Leave her alone!" I yelled looking at her and frowning. "She didn't do anything to you, and she doesn't deserve to be treated this way!" he tried to get up but I kicked him and he fell back over. I looked at the girl. It was Fiona Coyne. I helped her get up and she hugged me tightly, crying on my shoulder.

"Thank you… Prince" she sobbed and hugged me even tighter. I looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.

"Go get a teacher or something" I said looking at her and I could see the pain in her eyes. She had a bruise on her arm, and a black eye. "Hurry" I said letting go of her and she ran off. Words could not describe how infuriated I was right now. I wanted to kill him, but I couldn't.

"Who are you?" the boy asked, looking up at me. He hadn't tried getting up again. He was on the ground breathing slowly, calming himself.

Fiona came running down the hall with someone behind her. The person ran up to us in the hallway and I looked down at the boy who was on the ground. "He was hurting her" I looked over at Fiona who was staring down at the ground. I made my way over to her slowly and grabbed her hand.

"I see that" the man said pulling the boy up off the ground and trying to drag him down the hallway. "This young man should be in New York" he added, pulling the boys shirt and making him walk down the hall and down the stairway.

"What happened?" I asked Fiona, looking into her eyes. She looked down for a second and then looked back at me.

"Well…He's my ex. And we broke up because he kept hurting me." She whispered, she sounded so sweet when she spoke.

"I'll make sure he never comes near you again, Princess" I told her lifting up her face and making her look me in the eyes. "It's not right for anyone to get hit, especially a girl." A tear ran down her cheek and I wiped it away.

"Thanks" she said looking into my eyes and half smiling. I touched her injured eye gently with my finger. It was really bad, I cringed at the sight of this beautiful girl, with dark brown hair, a gorgeous smile, blue eyes, and a great personality. Yesterday I had seen her happy, and smiling. Today she was crying and in pain.

"Why didn't you stop him?" I asked her, not realizing that the boy was way bigger than both her and I. But I managed to knock him over. She dropped her arms to her side and turned to start walking down the hall but she stopped and grabbed my hand.

"He's a guy, and he's so much bigger than me. How did you do that?" she asked looking at me, she was confused. I couldn't just tell her. So I needed an excuse.

"Self defense. I um… My brother taught me how to fight someone if I ever needed to protect myself or someone else." I said thinking of things to say as I said it "it was my first instinct to help you" I added. She squeezed my hand tighter and kissed my cheek.

"Well thanks" she whispered next to my ear. I looked down and blushed, she was so gentle when she spoke, she was so sweet, and I want to be with her, not just for now; But for the rest of my life, and the rest of hers.

"So what class do you have right now, Princess?" I asked her smiling, and stopping to pick up her books that were scattered across the hallway. She tried to take them from me but I tucked them underneath my arm, so she knew I wanted to hold them for her.

"Advanced Art" she answered as we started down the stairway. "I want to be a fashion designer" she added turning to me and looking me up and down. "What do you have?"

"I have advanced art too, except I don't want to be a fashion designer" I joked; we continued walking until we reached the art room. We walked in and saw two stools left open in the middle of the room. She pulled me over to the stools and sat down, I sat next to her.

We spent the whole period talking to each other and sketching things until the bell rang. I had to go to English where I would see Eli. This would be a long day, with me knowing what just happened in the hallway.

Eli turned to me as I walked into the classroom. He could tell something was wrong, my eyes were dark and my skin was pale. He could read me like a book. At this moment I wished I could hold back my anger, and act like I was okay so I didn't have to explain it to Eli. "What happened now?" he asked looking me directly in the eyes. I blinked and looked straight ahead, then down at my desk.

"Well um, I had to beat a guy up for hurting a girl" I whispered to him, still looking down at my desk. I swallowed hard before looking at him again. "Fiona Coyne, she was getting beat up by some guy named Bobby. Her ex apparently." I told him, trying to find the words to approach my reason for hurting the boy.

"I see, and was there blood involved?" he asked, with a blank expression.

"No but, Fiona has a black eye and bruises all over her." I said stopping to looking him in the eyes. "I'm going to protect her, she doesn't deserve to be hurt by him. And she and I talked in Art, she's really sweet too." I told him, he seemed surprised that I made it my job to protect a girl I had just met. But there had always been a protective side of me.

"So you're in love?" I rolled my eyes and looked down at my desk. He definitely could read me like a book. I made my emotions obvious around him.

"Only with her" I picked up my pen and started drawing on my hand. I was counting down the seconds until I could see my Princess again.

"Ah, well don't get too attached" he said patting me on the back before looking down at his paper. I sighed and continued drawing on my hand, then I remembered the scars.