Alina flew done the corrador, running past teachers and students and ignoring everything. She was in a good mood, today was her birthday. She was seventeen.
"Alina!" A voice yelled. Alina stopped, her heart beating fast and her lips caught half open in a snarl.
"James." She breathed the name with no happiness or meaning. Her and James were once friends until the fight they had had a while back. (Trying to catch up to you guys.)
"Alina, are you okay? I heard it was your..........." James tried to say.
"Birthday, yup. Thanks." Alina cut him off and walked away, leaving James speechless and in a fit.
"Alina, i'm sorry." James whispered. He knew Alina didn't hear him, and he didn't want her to. He was a demon, and demons didn't apoligize.
(Btw: Name: James Stark. Age: 17. Looks: shaggy brown hair, glowing red eyes, charming smile. Personality: dark, twisted. He's never had friends. This is his first year in the academy.
BACK OFF, I"LL TAKE YOU ON!!!
HEAD STRONG, TO TAKE ON ANYONE!
RIGHT NOW I'LL PROVE YOU WRONG,
THIS IS NOT WHERE YOU BELONG!!!!!!!!
Sorry, hate to ruin the beat, but,