The water was always her first love. Fire was her enemy. But united, what is the consequence? Will she burn and will he drown...


4. Forgetting



The noises of all the other people around me faded out as i put my headphones in. I rested my headed on the seat behind me. Someone tapped my shoulder. I froze but didn't open my eyes.    "Can i sit here?" Asked a smooth masculine voice. This voice made me want to relax and curl up. i would have liked to hear more of this voice but before i could answer another voice called.                    "Oi! Don't bother sitting over there! Some of her crazy will rub off on you! Come and sit over here!" I didn't have to open my eyes to know who it was. Brady Marshall. I had heard enough of him jeering at me over the past year to know his scratchy squawk of a voice. The person beside me moved away from me and went to greet Brady rather fondly. Oh no! They were friends! I smirked as Brady continued to tell his friends about what a psycho i was. The sooner this bus journey ended the better. As i drifted off to the music, i felt eyes boring into me...  

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