A/N: Nwahaha, Christmas isn't over!!!!
I stood in my room. Counting down the minutes till dinner would be served. I shook my head. I was wearing what my uncle had sent me; the dragon flame jewelry and the dress. The dress was obviously more than what appeared.
I wasn't very tall. My full height only reached five feet and five inches. My fiery brown hair laid down flat, unlike some of the other girls. The dress I wore was a deep, dark...passionate red colour. On the bottom and inching it's way up were ice blue flames. The colours matched my eyes perfectly.
Now or never. I had to dress the part to get into dinner tonight. I also was thinking about apologizing to Dmitri. Only thinking. I feel miserable doing that to him. I feel miserable? Am I losing the person I thought I was? Or am I gaining the person I never knew existed? Through this icy cold exterior, is there a warm interior?
I sure hope not. I'd actually have to put up with peoples' phoney jokes and sentimental values in life. It made me sick just to hear about it. Like the price of the latest 'Love potion'.
I entered the hall which was the most beautiful I had ever seen it. The roof became transparent to allow the remaining faculty, staff and students to gaze upon it. I spotted Dmitri just as he spotted me. He looked away an angry glint in his eyes.
I chose to ignore it and walked away. I walked over and grabbed a glass of mulled cider. The goose bumps on my arms instantly disappeared. I sat down and absentmindedly felt the time slowly pass. About half an hour later Dmitri came up to me.
"I want to talk to you. Do you mind if I sat down?" he asked, seating him anyways, not waiting for my answer.
"Yeah sure, looks like you've already seated yourself," I replied tersely.
He glowered at me then continued on with whatever he was going to say. "Lunette I don't care if you don't want any friends. I don't care if you think that everyone is set out to hate you. I don't care because it isn't true. I-"he was cut off.
"I'm sorry Dmitri. I didn't mean to, erm... snap at you earlier. Its...well... it's just that you, well you, you actually noticed me. I'm not used to being noticed unless for some other reasons."
I could tell by the look on his face that he was taken aback. I knew I shouldn't have said anything. I hung my head until I felt fingers under my chin tilting my face upwards. "You apologized." He said with a smile on his lips.
"Well, yeah. I felt... bad-I swear if you tell a soul I apologized I'll have your head- but I felt bad about telling you off. I just didn't, no, I don't understand you."
I stood in my room. Counting down the minutes till dinner would be served. I shook my head. I was wearing what my uncle had sent me; the dragon flame jewelry and the dress. The dress was obviously more than what appeared.
I wasn't very tall. My full height only reached five feet and five inches. My fiery brown hair laid down flat, unlike some of the other girls. The dress I wore was a deep, dark...passionate red colour. On the bottom and inching it's way up were ice blue flames. The colours matched my eyes perfectly.
Now or never. I had to dress the part to get into dinner tonight. I also was thinking about apologizing to Dmitri. Only thinking. I feel miserable doing that to him. I feel miserable? Am I losing the person I thought I was? Or am I gaining the person I never knew existed? Through this icy cold exterior, is there a warm interior?
I sure hope not. I'd actually have to put up with peoples' phoney jokes and sentimental values in life. It made me sick just to hear about it. Like the price of the latest 'Love potion'.
I entered the hall which was the most beautiful I had ever seen it. The roof became transparent to allow the remaining faculty, staff and students to gaze upon it. I spotted Dmitri just as he spotted me. He looked away an angry glint in his eyes.
I chose to ignore it and walked away. I walked over and grabbed a glass of mulled cider. The goose bumps on my arms instantly disappeared. I sat down and absentmindedly felt the time slowly pass. About half an hour later Dmitri came up to me.
"I want to talk to you. Do you mind if I sat down?" he asked, seating him anyways, not waiting for my answer.
"Yeah sure, looks like you've already seated yourself," I replied tersely.
He glowered at me then continued on with whatever he was going to say. "Lunette I don't care if you don't want any friends. I don't care if you think that everyone is set out to hate you. I don't care because it isn't true. I-"he was cut off.
"I'm sorry Dmitri. I didn't mean to, erm... snap at you earlier. Its...well... it's just that you, well you, you actually noticed me. I'm not used to being noticed unless for some other reasons."
I could tell by the look on his face that he was taken aback. I knew I shouldn't have said anything. I hung my head until I felt fingers under my chin tilting my face upwards. "You apologized." He said with a smile on his lips.
"Well, yeah. I felt... bad-I swear if you tell a soul I apologized I'll have your head- but I felt bad about telling you off. I just didn't, no, I don't understand you."