The Yin, The Yang and The Fake

School is a pain in the ass. You arrive there and suddenly you belong to a certain group.  In my school, it's the same thing but a little different. You may only associate with people of your race. I'm the only necromancer at my school so I'm sort of a loner. Not many friends, just a lot of acquaintances.
My long black hair tickled my neck as I walked towards my school; red orbs eyeing it as though it was a mirage that could vanish at any moment. I was sure that someone was watching me from behind. I turned my head to the side only to find Damian walking a few meters behind. We had spoken quite a few times but I hardly considered him to be a friend.

"Hey! Lily, wait up!" I heard him say as he walked up beside me. I muttered hi in return but quickly put my headphones in my ears. No way was I going to speak with him. He stole my heart once but it wasn't going to happen again. He stuffed his hands in his pockets as his clear blue eyes looked down at me. He was quite tall, in fact one of the taller people in my class. "What you been up to lately?" He said as his perfectly messy black hair moved to the pattern of the wind. I glanced up at him before replying. "Why are you talking to me?" I know I am a cold person and had no reason to be rude but it helped me keep living my life the way I wanted to. He tilted his head in confusion. "What do you mean?" I rolled my eyes, pressing play, listening to the first song that came on. "You know what I mean." I said in a rather harsh voice. He smirked. His smirk were always part playful but also part seductive. "Can't we just talk?" "No." I sped up my pace. He caught up. We reached the school grounds only to have eyes glued to us. I turned to him. Damien stopped and glanced my way before turning towards me. I sighed. "You can go back to your little group now. You don't need to bother me anymore."  He shrugged and walked off.

I sat at the back of the class near a window, something to take my mind off of the teacher. A note hit me in the head. I muttered a curse before unfolding the tiny paper. Hey it read. I looked around the room to find Damien waving at me. I threw the note in the garbage and went back to staring out the window. Another note hit me. I opened it once again. Why so grumpy? I glared at Damien who just kept on smiling. I replied. If I talk with you, will you leave me alone?  I tossed it back to him once the teacher had his back towards the students. The rest of the period, it was just Damien and I throwing notes back and forth.

I walked home with Damien that day. Apparently he considered me a friend. Since high school started I had not made a single friend so he was my first friend. He somehow got my number and called that very night. I kept wondering why he was all of the sudden interested in getting to know me. Was it just a game or were his intentions true. Either way we spoke for quite sometime.

Two months had gone by and we were still friends. We walked together to school and back, sent notes to each other during class. My feelings for him had returned and I had come very close to telling him last week but lucky enough, someone interrupted me. I had fallen for him two weeks ago and just yesterday, I had told him but he was too dense to comprehend.

Flashback
"Hey" I heard someone call out in the hall. Today there was a festival at our school and my class, which included Damien, had a haunted house opened. I was playing the young bloody maiden so I was covered in red paint at the moment.  A pair of hands went over my eyes and my face turned a hundred different shades of red. "D-Damien?" He uncovered my eyes and smiled as I turned on my heels to face him. My heart pounded. I smiled before trying to get back to the haunted house. "Who do you like?" I stared wide eyed as he questioned me. "U-Um, no one." He scratched his chin. "No there's someone. Your reaction says it all." I gave him the look before returning to the haunted house. I cold feel his eyes on me as I left.

As I sat on the radiator, I tried to come up with an answer to his question if he were to ask it again. The haunted house was over and just as I was almost done thinking HE came in. "So who do you like?" He creeped near me, scaring me a little with his face and question. I faced him, opening my mouth then closing it. 'Come on Lily! Just tell him.' I thought to myself. I inhaled the air as though it would be my last breath. I stared straight into his eyes and blurted out my feelings. "I like you." I said with my face as serious as ever. He slapped me on my back and laughed. "I like you too. You're like my best friend." I hung my head low at his last five words. I lifted my head giving him the scariest smile ever. My hair hung in front of my face as my arms lifted into the air. "You idiot! I'm going to kill you!" "Hahn." He said as he ran out of the classroom. I followed not far behind.
Flashback over

It was raining on today and I was going to the mall to buy a few things for myself. I sat in the food court alone, sipping at what was left of my smoothie.  I put the empty cup in the garbage and left the mall after an hour or so. As I turned the corner, into an alley, I stopped in my tracks. I saw Damien and another girl. Their faces were inches away from each others. I felt the tears form and before I knew it, I was sprinting to the nearest park or at least away from them. I was sure he had seen me. I stopped running and sat down at a bench in the park. I barracked my face with my hands. "Lily?" I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up to see Damien.  My hair was soaked from the rain and so was his. I wiped my tears before getting up to leave. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back. "What?" "Why are you crying?"  I glared at him. He didn't know why? Guys can be so dense. "Well sorry for crying after I see the guy I like almost kissing another female." I pulled my arm out of his grasp as tears streamed down my face. He looked at me with concern in his eyes. I melted on the inside. His eyes were so beautiful and honest while mine were full of hatred and anger. I wanted to tell him how much I liked him, how much I cared and how much it hurt but the words couldn't flow. I whipped my head in the opposite direction of his as he spoke. "What if I don't like her? What if I was afraid to tell the one I do like because I was scared of rejection? What if that person was you?" I looked at him again. We stared at each other for a moment before he pulled me in for a kiss. I could feel the sparks even as we broke apart. We walked off hand in hand but for some strange reason it felt as though someone was watching us.

It had been 3 weeks since we started dating and only now were people starting to take notice in it. A lot of people tried to interfere after finding out but they did not succeed. Until today when they got… others involved. And by others I mean the principal and teachers. They told us we couldn't be together and that things might go too far. My grades were apparently slipping and Damien's grades were too but it wasn't true. I was still doing homework and doing well on tests. And according to Damien's mother, he was too. At this very moment I'm sitting in the office with Damien, waiting for our little 'meeting' with the principal to begin. The principal walked in, slamming the door shut. "Do you two know why you are here today?" Mr Becker questioned. I was about to give him a whole speech about how our grades were fine and that the other students were over exaggerating things. Damien looked at me as though he was telling me to shut up. "No? You don't know? Then I shall tell you. From my reliable sources, you two have been seen sneaking into the school after hours and leaving nasty things in other student's desks." "What? We did no such things!" I yelled. The principal sighed. "But you have. We have footage of a female with long black hair and a boy with messy black hair exiting the school. This was shot 3 weeks ago on Saturday, care to explain yourselves?" Damien's eyes changed from worry to hatred in only seconds. "I was walking home at the time and anyone can tell that those two are wearing wigs." He said. The principal looked at me. "Where were you?" "I was at home in my room. Damien dropped me off that day." Mr Becker wasn't too impressed by our answers. "I'm sorry but you two are no longer allowed to be with each other. We will be notifying your parents and you to will be put under house arrest for trespassing and vandalism. My mouth was shaped in as an O. "What that's not fair! It wasn't us!" "No more of this nonsense, Ms Cambis, it's either that or you get expelled." "Fine, expel me! I don't care!" "I said no more of your nonsense, now go to your classes." We left but once we were out, we had teachers making sure we didn't walk with each other.

I ran to my room as I slammed the front door shut. My tears fell as I crashed onto my bed. The phone rang. It was my mom. She told me she needed me to pick up a few groceries. I cleaned my face and grabbed thirty dollars from the counter. I cut through the alley but something hit me over the head as I was almost out. Everything went black and I woke up after 4 hours, still in the same alleys just where no one could see me. I rubbed the back of my head and stood up but knees buckled and I fell. "I see you are awake, good." A figure appeared from the shadows. It was Cora, one of the people who tried to separate me and Damien. She swore that she would and I knew she was behind what happened at the school. "What did you do to me?" I gritted through my teeth.  A chuckle escaped her mouth as she grabbed my hair and jerked my head up. "You think you can get away with what you did can't you? You think you can date Damien with another girl who likes him more than you ever will." She tugged harder at my hair. I winced but lightly. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. "Why did you set up the whole vandalism scheme at school?" I now realized that the day I felt that someone was watching Damien and me, it was Cora. She was in a place where she could see me but I couldn't see her. I snapped back to reality as another figure stepped out of the shadows.  "And this is my partner in crime. He too has the same intentions as I do but his feelings are not for Damien, they are for you." I stared wide eyed as Gabriel smirked. "Why hello, my fair Lily." He leaned in to closer to my face. I spit at him and he slapped me in return. "Now, now don't be so hasty." My phone rang; it was Damien from what I could tell. "Hello?" Cora said as she finally released my hair from her grasp. I heard the muffles from another line. "Oh she's a little busy right now. Call later, if she isn't in the hospital" And with that she hung up. "Alright we can't waste anymore time. He probably tracked the call by now." They inched toward me. I would have left but I couldn't get up. They kicked and punched and even scratched me. Blood came out of my mouth. I was covered in blood before I blacked out. Last thing I remembered was Cora's foot rising to kick me.
I felt something carrying me away. My eyes fluttered open to Damien hovering over me. I was in my room. My head was throbbing and I could feel bandages wrapped around my stomach. I winced as I rose from my bed. Damien wrapped me into a hug, he muttered something but I couldn't hear him. "You know they'll never believe us, right? They'll just lock one of us up." I said. "Then let's wait until after high school." "What? Why? What if we meet other people" "That won't happen. I have a feeling that it won't." I frowned but it was quickly replaced with a true smile. Something I hadn't done for years.

4 years later, Damien and I got back together after high school as promised. We plan on getting married soon. Our house arrest ended after we left high school but our innocence was never proven. The only thing they found was a black wig in one of the school's trash cans. Our parents don't have a say in anything since we are legally able to ignore their wishes and today is graduation day. I'm graduating from university along side with my future husband. We have a story to tell others, a story like no other. As we stood beside each other, he put his hand around my waist and whispered in my ear. "I love you." I was shocked. He never told me that before. I felt my cheeks heating and once I regained my composure, I replied. "I love you too."