Not my work. This one-shot was written by Eva038063

I woke up with a gasp, eyes shot open and mouth dry. I've been having nightmares ever since the accident. I had suffered a mild head injury, and my shoulder felt like it had been ripped out of me, but nothing major for a legacy vampire. I had wished for the day that I had never met Calliope Burns, but now that it had come, I wasn't so confident about that. One thing I knew for sure, I would not let her ruin my life like the last time.  

         I jumped into the first pair of jeans I found and grabbed the shirt peeking out of my drawer, there was no one to impress anymore. I dragged myself down the stairs and greeted my family with fake enthusiasm. Ben's honk made me jump out of my seat and run out the door, I needed to get out of my head before he realized something was wrong. My mind was throbbing, and his heartbeat echoed like a call. I took a deep breath and got in. "Good morning!" Ben exclaimed as I stared him down with an annoyed look. He laughed, clearly used to my not-a-morning-person attitude. The mood lightened up as we murdered the music on the radio. But then I felt my heart stop as we pulled into the parking lot. This was the dreaded part. I swung my backpack over my shoulder and headed to class quietly, keeping my head down.  

         I wasn't shocked when I saw her, still, my heart skipped a beat and tugged, as though reaching for her. I stared at my desk, tracing the veins of the wood with my fingertips. She passed me with a wind of confidence. I didn't mean to look when our eyes locked. She held my gaze with an unreadable expression. I felt my brain trying to rip my eyes off her but she had me trapped. She was the first to look away. I wanted to blink my feelings away. I wanted to be able to live without her. I wanted to kill her and never look back. I wanted to kiss her.

When the bell rang I did not stand. I needed to put as much distance between her and me. She was still swimming in my head when Ashley passed me a poster. I politely smiled and passed it down, I already knew where this was going. When I exited she was there, looking at me. My breath was caught in my throat, her scent pushing itself down my lungs. I blinked, she did not disappear. Her breath reached my ears like ocean waves. A pull, a push. We both knew then, that our love would crash against the shore.