Magnolia Beatrix Idony was the new girl in school. No one understood her, not even her parents. They doted on her twin sister, Penelope Valencia Harriet, who was beautiful, popular, and girly. By contrast, Magnolia was plain, unpopular, and a tomboy. She was even unnoticed by the family dog, who preferred Penelope's scraps at the dinner table. Life was hard, but Magnolia just accepted it...until he came into her life.
It was an overcast day in October. Magnolia was getting her schoolbooks from her locker when someone bumped into her, causing her to drop her social studies text to the floor. She looked up, and saw the most breathtaking creature she had ever seen: a boy about six feet tall, with dark, wavy hair and cerulean orbs for eyes. His skin was creamy, except for the two rosy spots on his cheeks. He was blushing.
"Excuse me," he said, in a melodious, heavenly voice. "I didn't see you there."
"No one ever does," sighed Magnolia. She twirled a strand of her long, red hair and looked down at the floor.
"I can't imagine overlooking a beauty like you," said the boy. "I must be going blind."
Magnolia lifted her gaze. Her violet eyes had flecks of gold and amber in them, and she locked them on the boy. He stirred a little and held out his hand.
"My name is Marius Alexander," he said. "pleased to meet you..."
"Magnolia." Magnolia shook his hand and looked down at her feet again. "If you are taking pity on me, don't bother. I don't need friends just because I'm the new girl. I can get by on my own."
"Oh, I'm not taking pity," said Marius. "I simply couldn't keep on walking without introducing myself to you. You're so...delicious."
Magnolia blushed at the odd compliment.
"'Delicious'?" she said. "You sound like a vampire."
Marius stopped smiling. He withdrew his hand from Magnolia's.
"Yes, well...I should be getting to class. Would you like to walk with me? I am... enchanted by you."
"Are you sure you don't want to meet my twin?" asked Magnolia. "She is the one everyone loves."
"I am sure," said Marius. "Oh, Magnolia. You are such a feisty little thing." With that, Marius and Magnolia walked down the hall together, Magnolia awkwardly balancing her books in her arms. Marius licked his red lips and tried to fight the overwhelming urge to sink his teeth into Magnolia's neck. It was going to be different now that they found each other.
"An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way."
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