She started running, the wind whipping her hair around furiously. Then a heavy blow came to her stomach and she tripped, falling onto her back, staring up into the same boy's face. "Come back for your boyfriend have you?" he smirked, grabbing her wrist and pulling her up. Rosalie shook him off angrily. "No. He's not my boyfriend," she snarled, her eyes focusing on his, snakelike and frightening. He smiled again. "That really doesn't matter," he said. "Follow me."
"Follow you? After what's happened tonight?"
"I said follow me," he hissed, his tone so frightening, Rosalie quickly fell in step behind him. He led her into a small alcove, tucked away by the old building. She realized what he meant to do.
"No," she whispered quickly and tried to run. He gripped her wrist and swung her back.
"You can't run," he smirked as his friends blocked up the exits. Lee wasn't here this time.
"No," Rosalie repeated in horror.
"Yes. Now give me the diamond."
"The diamond, don't play innocent."
"I honestly don't know what you're-"
"Give it to me!" His voice echoed into the night.
"I'll scream," Rosalie said.
"No one will hear you. No one can see you."
Rosalie growled and aimed a fireball at him. To her horror, it didn't even flare.
"Did I mention my friend here is a blocker?" The boy smiled, raising an eyebrow.
"Did I mention how loud I can scream?" Rosalie retorted, her eyes flaming. And then she screamed. Not just a scream. An ear-piercing holler, causing the boy to stumble backwards in shock.
I'm not perfect. I know this. Don't remind me every day.