Emma skipped down the hall, looking for Tancred. She loved to be around him. He was so perfect and she felt so lucky. She'd never felt this way about a person before. But she just knew he was the one.

As she turned the corner though, she saw something that changed her pictures of Tancred in her head from snow to a full on thunderstorm.


Tancred and Lysander walked down the hall, whispering about their homework assignment, which Tancred was having trouble understanding, like usual.

"Torsson, detention!" Manfred called when he heard Tancred's barely audible whisper.

Tancred whirled around to face Manfred. "But Lysander was talking too,"

"But I only heard you," Manfred grinned complacently.

"I was talking as well, Manfred." Lysander stepped forward.

"I'd shut up, Sage, unless you really do want to detention." Manfred shot at him.

Lysander stepped back and out of the corner of his eye he saw Emma coming down the hall. Maybe this would show her the side of Tancred that was hiding from her.

Everyone began drifting off to the side. The wind blowing around the corridor was harsh and howled like a wolf in moonlight.

"Unfair, Manfred. I don't deserve that. I was talking about homework." Tancred hissed.

"You can't prove it, Torsson. You're spending your weekend in detention. Now stop this silly storm and hurry off to class," Manfred commanded.

But Tancred was infuriated. "You want a storm? Well, here you go," He said and made a thunder bolt land only inches from Manfred and intensified the wind so it almost picked people up and made rain pelt down as hard as hail.

Emma gave a small scream as the wind shoved her into the wall and she was attacked by the rain. The rain hid the tears in her eyes as she stared at Tancred. He wasn't like this. He couldn't be like this. He was kind.

A dark hand reached down at her.

Emma grabbed it and found her self facing Lysander. "This is really him, Emma," He told the girl. "I think he'll understand if you don't like him anymore."

Emma shook her head, "Of course I…." She trailed off as a plant pot came at her. Everyone froze and watched it fly through the air and hit her straight on in the head.

Everyone gasped and Tancred, full of rage, turned to see what had happened. He was shocked to see that Emma was lying on the ground with a huge gash in her forehead.

"Emma!" He gasped and his rage turned to guilt. This was his fault because he didn't know how to control himself. He couldn't be around her. She would never forgive him.

With a wave of his hand, the door broke down, unbolted, and Tancred marched away.


A painful headache was what Emma woke up to. She had no clue what had happened, until her memories came back: Tancred wasn't as calm as she thought.

She also felt pressure on her left hand.

"Emma, are you awake?" A male voice asked.

Emma turned her head to see Tancred, worry in his eyes. She nodded.

"Emma, please forgive me," He said, "I left for a few hours, then came back after I hurt you and I really thought about things. Emma, the person I've been around you has been fake. The person you saw back there was me. I don't know how to control myself."

"It's fine Tancred," She sighed. "I guess I can only dream of the perfect boyfriend."

"But, Emma, I still care about you." Tancred insited.

"I know, but should I be afraid that you'll turn on me?" She inquired.

Tancred shook his head, "I hardly ever do that unless someone insults me,"

Emma smiled. "I never will. I care about you too, Tancred," She admitted.

Tancred grinned and stared at her beautiful face. She was perfect. She was right in front of him. He couldn't resist the urge, so he bent forward and kissed her.

She didn't pull away like he thought she would, but she put an arm around his neck. He'd finally found the inspiration he needed.


sorry if it's a little bad. i'm writing after a night of dancing and hanging with my friends at my eighth grade farewell dance. thanks to green-eyed glich, i got this idea. the sad thing is, this story could go two ways. 1.: i could end it in the next chapter and have this b a short story so i can work on different and lost, or 2.: i could keep it going and it could be very, very boring. any other idea's, green-eyed glich? lol.

xoxo, alliey1213

p.s. thanks green-eyed glich and shadowrose18 for showing that you care and being reviews on, like, all of my stories!!