Moon Girl

Hello! This is my original story, so pls don't copy, pls don't edit except fixing spelling or grammar mistakes, and there might be blood violence attempted murder/murder and/or bullying. Probably not all of them though. I must start before I go insane.
Her hair was blue that looked like black, with streaks of silver. Nobody knew if they were her natural hair color or not. Her eyes were dark green. Her skin was pale. Whispers surrounded her, followed her, but she never seemed to notice. She was quiet, but not shy. And then the whispers stopped. Everybody wanted to be her friend. She excepted them all, not valuing one above another. She never seemed to notice me, as we moved from elementary school to middle school. I noticed her. I noticed the way that she never wore make-up. She didn't need it. I noticed her beauty, and her quiet intelligence. I noticed her, but she never noticed me. We moved to high school. Soon it was time for the fall dance. A cute girl from my math class asked me to the dance with her. There was only one person I wanted to go to the dance with. There was no way she would go with me, some kid that she never noticed. I wasn't planning on going to the dance. I wasn't planning to ask her to be my date. What was the point, if I wasn't going? She's in my science class. We sit next to each other, but she never notices. I kept sneaking glances at her. At the end of science class, I asked her to go to the dance with me. I hadn't meant to say it. It just popped out. My cheeks turned pink, and turned even pinker, when she said yes. She gave a little laugh. Of fo her friends called for her, and she hurried off. The dance was in three days. I needed to look my best. 
I waited anxiously at the entrance to the school. Where was she? I was worried that she had been messing with me. Then I felt guilty. She would never do that. Why did she say yes? She never noticed me before. And then she was here. Her dress was a deep blue, not so deep as her hair, which looked black in the moonlight. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. I took her hand, and led her into the school. It felt right. Like she was my missing half that I never knew I needed. The courtyard the dance was in was full of bright colors. There was a full moon. It illuminated the large courtyard. We danced for an hour. Other couples danced around us. The cute girl from my math class saw me and frowned. After an hour of dancing we took a break. I went to the punch line, to get both of us punch. So I was there when he came. He wasn't somebody from school. He wore a mask pulled over his face. His clothes were all black. He pulled a gun out of his bag. My eyes widened. Nobody else seemed to notice him. But he came here to be noticed. The boom of the gun was loud. Everybody turned to look at him. He had fired the gun. It had hit the cute girl from my math class. Everybody turned to look at her. She looked down and saw the bullet hole. A cream escaped from her lips as she fell to her knees. Her eyes found mine. I love you were her last words. And they were directed at me. The guy with the gun pointed it at someone else. That someone was me. Before he could fire. She was there. Her gaze was hard. She glared at the guy with the gun. She told him that he was not welcome here. Her voice was not quite her own. She floated off the ground, her eyes blazing. She told him to leave. She lifted one of her hands. A ball of silvery light glowed on her hands. The guy with the gun fainted. She floated back to the ground. My breath caught in my throat. She was beautiful. Her hair was the color of midnight, with streaks of starlight. Her eyes were the forest, dark and spooky in the moonlight. Her skin glowed, the same silvery color of the moon. Her dress was the ocean, deep blue rippling with silver light. She turned to me. I took her hand, and let her lead me. We ran into the night. I understood that we had to run. Or else the government would study her. If nit the government, the somebody surely would. I understood that it wasn't safe for her to stay. I wanted to stay with her. To run with her. To never leave her. And she wanted me. She had never noticed me before, and she still wanted me. We ran into the night. Nobody would ever find us. Nobody could ever stop us. We were free. We stopped running. We had to rest. "I love you" we said at the same time. I planted my lips on hers. We kissed, and then we ran. Together. Forever.
The end.
Category:Short Story