Married?To Him?, Rashel J. [feel good fiction books .txt] 📗

Chapter 1
As I was in class, listening to the teacher drone on and on about the nucleus inside of a cell, I was doodling in my notebook. I was drawing a black widow spider. Next to it I wrote the words "Fatal Beauty". The bell rang (which scared the life out of me!). The next thing I know, I'm being dragged out of class by my best friend Alexa.
"Hey. Listen we need to talk." she said sternly.
"About what?" I said becoming nervous. Usually when she had something to say it was something I didn't want to hear.
"As you know, everyone who is going to my party has a date...except for you." she said.
"So?Why should I have a date?I mean it's not like I'd date them otherwise." I said, pushing my locker closed.
"Because everyone else does!" Alexa stepped in front of me causing me to stop.
"I'm not everyone else, Alexa." I muttered.
"You are right. You are just Amber Forest, a really pretty girl that has a twisted sense of humor and is a great friend!" Alexa said.Ugh, I hated it when she said that.
"Fine. I'll bring a date." I sighed. She clapped her hands.
"Thank you so much! Wait,what color are you going to wear?" Alexa asked biting her glossy lip. I thought for a moment.
"Green." I decided. She smiled and walked away.
"Wait! Alexa! What did you want to know what color I was wearing for?!" I was about to follow her, but the stupid bell rang. I walked into my trigonometry class and sat in my usual seat in the back. I let my long,waist length black hair fall over my face like curtain.
Mr.Brundage, my teacher, came in and announced that we were having a pop quiz. The class groaned, but I just smirked. The papers started getting passed back. Nathan Scott sat in front of me. When he turned to give me my paper, he opened his mouth.
"Hey, Amber. I heard that you don't have a date to Alexa's party yet. Do you want to go with me?" he asked. Deciding that it probably couldn't get better then him, I sighed.
"Sure." I took my paper and put my head down quickly.
"Mr.Scott? Is there something you would like to say?" Mr.Brundage raised one brow.
"No, Mr.B." Nathan muttered. After that, the class was completely quiet.
When I finished the test, I took out a notebook and started drawing ideas for my dress.
It started out with a heart-shaped bodice that showed off my curves. Then it flowered out near the bottom. It stopped just above the knee. It was a simple dress. Next,I designed some flats.
"Please pass your tests forward. You will get your grades tomorrow." Mr.Brundage said just when the bell rang. I put my notebook away and passed my test forward. I stood up and left the classroom. Guess who followed me to my locker? Michael Della, the most stuck up guy in my school.
"What do want, Michael?" I asked, opening my locker.
"You know what I want." he said.
"Well, you know, besides that." I sighed.
"Hmmm, let's see, well, I want you to be my girlfriend. Why don't you ever say yes?"He leaned against the wall.
"Because you're a major ass and because I already have a boyfriend." I said without thinking.
"Oh yeah? Where is he?" Michael asked challenging me.I scanned the crowd and saw Nathan walking by. I grabbed his hand.
"This is my boyfriend." I said.
"You her boyfriend?" Michael asked. I dug my nails into his hand.
"Yeah, why?" Nathan asked.
"Nothing. Bye, Amber." he winked at me and walked away. Nathan snorted.
"He is a horrible liar." he said. I chuckled.
"Bye. I'll see you later." I waved before he could ask questions.
"You better leave him alone. He's mine so back off." someone hissed behind me. I turned around. It was Brooklyn Parnell. Head cheerleader and the school's Queen Bee.
"What are you talking about?" I mumbled.
"Michael, who else? He's mine.We may be off right now, but he is still mine." she said.
"Listen, I don't want him. You need to tell him to leave me alone. Got it?" I stalked off towards my next class. I smirked as I heard the frustruated scream of Brooklyn and heard her heels stomp down the hall in the opposite direction.
Just before my hand could reach for the door, another shot out and opened it for me. I looked up and smiled at the stranger then entered the classroom and sat in the back. Once I entered, I heard the most annoying noise ever: Ms.Clark, my English Studies teacher (I swore to myself that one day, I would have her assinated.).
"Good morning, class. Before we begin, I would like to announce that we have a new student."Ms.Clark said, standing up her stick-like body from her chair and touched the boy's shoulder. The same exact boy who opened the door for me.
"Would you like to introduce yourself?" Ms.Clark asked, flashing her rotten toothed smile. I saw the Viking blond boy wince at her teeth and I snickered.
"My name is Brian Molltiese, I'm 17 years old and as you can tell, I'm new here."he said. I noticed he had a slight Irish accent. I heard some girls sigh with longing at his voice.
"Well then, Brian, I am your English Studies teacher, Ms.Clark.Why don't you take any seat that is empty and we will begin." Ms.Skank (all the students call her that behind her back because she flirts with half the male teachers at this school and even flirts with the male students!). Unfortunetly, the only empty seat was next to me. As usual, I get the bad luck. He sat down and stuck his hand out to me.
"Hi, I'm Brian." he said. I looked up out of my Chinese bang and held my hand out to reach his.
"Hey, I'm Amber." I said with a half smile. I looked him over. He had curly blond hair that stopped just above his eye brows on his forehead, eyes as green as hellebore flowers, and of course, he had the beautiful face of an Angel. I dropped his hand quickly and pulled it back into the curtain of black, stormy curls. I pulled my attention back to the now darkened room,where on the screen was a movie about something that had to do with econommics. I kept my eyes on the screen, but I could tell Brian was sneeking glances at me every now and then. But, me being the independent girl I am, I ignored him. Sooner then I thought, class was over, the lights were switched on and a storm of girls ran over to my table.
"Hey Brian, do you need help with finding your classes?"
"Hey Brian, can you find your locker, because if not, I could help you?"
"Hey Brian, do you want to sit with us at lunch?"and this went on and on until I walked out of the classroom, not being able to hear anymore. As I was fighting my way through the thick crowd toward my locker, I found Nathan, leaning against my blue locker. I put a fake smile on my face.
"Hey, Boyfriend."I said as I grabbed his hand. He looked surprised.
"Hey, Girlfriend." he said back.
"Oh my gosh, I owe you one. Thank you!" I said,giving Nathan a hug.
"I know you owe me. You can repay me by giving me a dramatic kiss on the lips at Alexa's party." he smiled. I was pretty sure that if I looked down,my jaw would be on the floor. I closed my mouth and gulped.
"Fine. It's a deal." I said.Nathan gasped in mock surprise.
"Wow! Amber the Rock has given in this quickly. This is a shocker!"he said, widening his eyes. I playfully punched him in his arm.
"Whatever. Well, anyway, I guess I'll see you at lunch." I sighed, pulling out my Science notebook and heading back towards the classroom.


Chapter 2

I'm sitting in class thinking, did I really just flirt with Nathan? Oh yeah, I did.What the hell is wrong with me?Okay, before you get all when-is-this-chick-gonig-to-get-to-the-vampire-part, let me tell you, I am the vampire. Well, atleast half.I'm half angel, too.Now, don't get all excited. Here is the list of things we vampires do:
1.)We drink blood
2.)We are immortal
3.)We are very beautiful
4.)It's true we don't get along with werewolves (they really do smell like dogs.)
5.)We will die if you stake us (Duh, it would kill anybody)
6.)We have heartbeats
7.)We are abnormally smart
8.)And we can eat normal food, after all, blood doesn't have everything in it.
Here are some things that aren't true about us:
1.)We don't burn up in the sun
2.)We surely do not sparkle
3.)We don't need an invitation to walk into someones house
4.)We are not dead (Come on,that's gross! Our skin would get all wrinkly!)
5.)We are not souless and evil
6.)We are sooo not gothic (I mean hello? Wearing black all the time is depressing, but hey, I wear black sometimes.)
7.)And, we don't turn all ugly, growling, and hissing like a cat when we're feeding or angry

Yeah, and that's about it. I zoned back in to the class and realized that someone had sat next to me at the two-seater table. I looked at them through my bang. It was Candice Smith.
"Hey Candi, what's up?" I said. We were good friends, after all, I helped her get through her parents divorce last year. Candi's cropped brown haired head turned towards me. She looked at me with her regular brown eyes.
"Hey, Amber. I'm good. Um...I've been meaning to tell you something." she started playing with her fingers. I narrowed my eyes. Candi only did that when she had to tell me something that I wouldn't like.
"What is it? Bad or good? If it's bad, tell me later." I said.
"Um..both, I guess." she sighed.
"Then tell me." I muttered.
"I'm dating Justin." she said rapidlly. I froze in my doodling.
"Justin. As in Justin Cox, my cousin!" I said.Candi nodded. Ah,my cousin,Justin. He was a nice boy, well mannered, treated girls and women with respect. I gave her a small smile.
"I'm glad for you. Just be careful, he likes bite sometimes." I whispered in her ear. She blushed scarlet all the way to her ears. I love my family. Surprisingly,vampires are very family oriented. We always stay in touch. The bell rung about a couple seconds after Candi's blush faded.
"Later, Candi." I smiled at her and left. I looked at my touch screen phone. 12:45. Great, lunch time. I was starving. I put my books away and shut my locker. I looked down the crowded hallways and saw Brian, swamped by 20 girls. He looked nervous and uncomfortable. I could practilly smell it. I sighed and started towards the group. Of course, I had to go save the newbie. I held in a giggle because I realized that all of these girls were cheerleaders.
"Girls, coach needs all of you to go to the locker room. She has something to tell you!" I shouted. All the girls stopped talking and rushed to the locker room. They knew never to mess Coach Walsh.
"Thanks." Brian let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey ,do you want do sit with me for lunch, or do are you going to sit with the Populars?" I asked.
"Why would I sit with them? Their table is full of those...things." he shuddered. I just laughed.
"And this isn't even the begining. By