In this world. Only appearances matter or hold any real power or influence. But it also decides the their social status and what role they play. Like how wealthy they are and what job they're assigned for a life time career. In my case I was lucky to have been born in the most beautiful family. So at least I can act as a maid which keeps. Food in my belly and a roof over my head. Even if it is a shed it's a home. Since I'm an undesirable. Undesirables are the lowest on the social status. Which normally are homeless, starving, get addicted to drugs, and selling their bodies just to survive. From living in the street. So even though I'm considered an object. I consider myself fornite. Since undesirables, that are born especially to families of high status. Like my family they can actually put them to death. Since undesirables have no human rights. They even let me go to public school. Which undesirables never normally get the opportunity to get a education. So I did my best to make sure. I'd be the first undesireable to get a high school diploma. Which was a huge deal because even though I have almost no chance theirs still a slim possiblity. If I study hard enough and get good enough grades I can get a college twishen to get into a college. Which can lead to me leading a actually job to buy my own place to call home. Even though I would make only five or ten percent income of their advange employees income. Since they keep most of it and give it to the higher ranking officials. Since I'm an undesireable. At least thats what I've calculated from information. I've gathered from reading the documents of past (successfully) undesireables who were able to get a stable jobs. But I'd be the first female in history. And luckily for me even though I was an undesirable I was really intelligent, had a high I and had the determination that I knew it would take to get it done. Because even though I'm still in high school and working as a maid. Not to mention I did have a social life I often stayed up pulling all-nighters do you keep up with my studies. So I didn't fall behind. Which I always made sure to always be ahead. Even if that meant I never got sleep. Which to my surprise one of the thoroughbreds silver spoons actually noticed me. When I was being bullied at school. He actually stood up for me and complimented on how smart. I was of course. I instantly got a crush on them even though. I knew it was wrong and could never happen. I mean he was a thorough blood. I was an undesirable. He was handsome tall muscular perfectly built perfectly edged. Blonde hair blue eyes and perfect skin. He was what they called a work of art. And his looks weren't even the half of it. He was always kind and gentle with everyone and he was highly intelligent. I admired every bit of Leon. And he was the only person that was ever nice to me and treated me like an actual human being. No matter who or what they were. I knew there was no way a handsome stud. Like him could ever care let alone love something like me. Plus I was overweight out of shape. Even though I worked way more. Than my siblings did. And not to mention extremely and their eyes ugly. But I seen the beauty within me even though. I was ugly on the outside. I had a very beautiful and vibrant personality. Not to mention that was very strong mentally and physically and had a good backbone. So no matter how hard they beat me or ran me down. I would always get back up. But I caught myself during my spare time at school watching him from a far. Till one day I was watching him in hiding. When I started noticing his friends catching me laughing. But this time I ran away because Leon seen me. He stopped me by walking over.

"Hi sweetie sorry I forgot your name?" He smiled showing his famous princely smile. Which everyone fell in love I'm no exception.

"Honestly I'm just surprised you remember me. My name's Willow. But everyone just calls me ugly ducking. Sorry I know I'm not actually supposed to talk to you. But you're the only one that actually. Talks to me like I'm a human being not a dog. Or doesn't try to beat me up every time you see me." I said, averting my eyes. Undesirable's are not allowed to look directly at any high ranging Thoroughbred. Like him which is what we call anyone from a family of high social status. Because undesirables are thought to be unworthy to look upon the face of beauty. He just chuckled. My reply.

"Willow that's actually very beautiful name it suits you. And who cares what you look like on the outside. Especially of the brain like that not even joking. You're the only person that actually match my IQ which is something to be very proud of and in all honesty. I didn't know that I'm with her both could be that smart so yeah I have a lot of respect for you. And others should too. And just for the record just because you're an undesirable. Doesn't mean they are any less human than me. Always remember that Willow." He said ruffling my hair, making me look down and fluster. Honestly my face felt like it was on fire and my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

"Thanks Leon." I whispered as he was about ready to take off when he turned around real quick.

"Wait your car with names too. That's not even fair. I'm terrible with names." Teased. I laughed with made him smile.

"Actually I have a photographic memory I can hear them once and remember it 5 years later." I teased.

"Well remind me to call you next time. I need to do greetings that social parties. For the high officials. I never remember their names. I always feel like. I come off rude because I'm always trying to get. Them to say their name." He joked, we laughed.

"Hey if you ever need me to I could honestly do that my da.. Master Bain has me do it. He's pretty bad with names to." I said trying to play off the fact that I almost called him dad. He stopped laughing and laying down so no one would hear him.

"Is Bain your father not your master? That honestly explains a lot that he's a genius. He's literally Einstein. Don't worry I won't say anything." He whispered.

"Yes they are my birth mother and birth father but they do not consider me. Their daughter they never even signed my birth certificate. They marked me as an orphan because it would Tarnish the family name too much. In other words I'm their dirty secret. So no telling no one not even my siblings. Because I seen you hanging out with them." I replied, his eyes filled remorse.

"I'm sorry but that's just wrong. Undesirable or not you're still their kid. That's honestly really messed up. Sorry you had to grow up like that. I've been trying to get my dad to crack down on that. Because even if a undesirable is born to a high society family. They should not be ripped of their family or killed. Just because of some unlucky genetics they got. It's not like you can pick what you look like. You get that from DNA and hereditary treats. You just happen to have gotten the home and let. The stick that shouldn't be your fault. I'm sorry but that should honestly really pisses me. I'm also a peacekeeper so I'm obviously against that." He whispered, peacekeepers. Are members of high society. With high status that make up a secret organization. That actually fights for the rights and protect undesireables. Which only made me admire and my affection for him grow even more.

"So that explains why you're so polite I should've Known. But I appreciate everything they do I'm follower." I replied he smiled warmly. Followers are those who work with peacekeepers and loyally aid them. Their cause without question. Including giving their lives. To show how the extent their willing to go. To earn their rights as humans and to earn their freedom. To have their own freewill. Each have hidden tattoos to mark them as members. Mine was a small tattoo of dragon with tribal markings on my chest. He smiled showing me his on his lower arm. Which looked like an archangel holding a sword meaning guardian angel. Each tattoo marks what status we had. But also give us inhuman abilities making us like supper soldiers. Or in my case nonhuman. The tattoos actually give us access to the reflection of our true soul. Which means my true soul is a dragon. The most powerful protector. And I was the only one out of the protectors that was not only a female but a dragon. But trigger access it and it will remain dormant until a peacemaker awakens my protector spell. Which why they have the tattoos. Which is actually a powerful seal. Which keeps us human. Like a sleeper soldier. Protectors are the only ones. That are categorized as nonhumans. Cuz they're the only ones. That can actually change their physical form completed. And that's DNA is not human.

"I'm sorry but they just never told me. That one of our protectors was a woman. They're all so agressive and violent. I just assumed they were all male. I mean no disrespect dear. Got anymore surprises?" He asked jokingly. Protector are the strongest out of the followers. They protect and sheild peacemakers. Since peacemakers refuse resorting to violence. So they made protectors other wise know as knights. There are 500 that are known to have been chosen as protectors but remain dormant. Till there peacemaker says otherwise. So no one actually knows who they are except the peacemakers. Since I'm a dragon my skin was armor. Making it impenetrable and I have highly toxic venom. One drop can kill 30 full grown men. Not to mention the I also carry paralyzing vemon that also burn skin to the bear touch. In not only my claws but on my skin itself. And the list goes on. But I'm not sure how accurate it is. But I'm just going based on what the peacekeepers told me. But I've never even seen my real human. From that reflects my souls true from. I'm very curious but I don't dare break. The rules and as long as my seal remains intact. I can sit die and grow like a normal human. The organization has been around for thousands of years. But only a 200 hundred over thousands of years. Have actually been freed of their seals and ripped of their humanity. Manly wolves/yes as in werewolves, vampires, shifter and most that are. Considered some of the weakest. There has been a couple of cases of ones. That have turned out to be phoenixes and demons. But that's a very small numbers. But nothing even close or as strong. As the all mighty dragon. So of course I'm curious. Wouldn't you.

"Call me I'll pick you up. The organization is holding a meeting with the peacemakers. You're high enough ranking one. I think you should be involved." He whispered slyly slipping. A card with his number on it. I started at it for a minute realize the reality. Of the fact my crush willing just gave me his number. But when I looked back up he was gone. I slipped it in a secure place.