Prologue

Hi, My name is Shakia Frost, and My life is great. I'm in high school, and I'm not exactly popular, but I hang out with good people. Well, I guess I should be honest with you, It was great, but now its evilly perfect. Here is my story.

So, I was walking home from school, I had just gotten a B- on my math test, and i was really disappointed in my self. I suddenly felt the hairs on the back of my neck raise, and before i knew it, I was on the ground with a drugged tissue on my nose to make me fall asleep, I tried, not to breath, but I eventually had I felt my Conscious fade, I saw the face of my attacker, He had steel grey eyes, and had black hair.I finally passed out.

When I woke up, I was in A long, Grey hallway, and I mean grey. Everything was grey. Everything, Except two doors across from each other. One was a white , Blinding white, While the other was pitch black. Then, out of no where, I hear a voice i my head, saying "CHOOSE" over and over again, I didn't know what to do, so I chose the black door, And as soon as my full body was in, The door slammed shut. I was fully embedded in shadows, then all of a sudden, I felt this, excruciating pain. It was like my blood was boiling. My veins turned black, and then I felt this horrible pain on the top and bottom of my back. My nails and gums started to hurt as well. Then, I suddenly burst into flames, but they weren't normal. First of all, it was maroon, secondly, it didn't hurt, it actually relaxed me, and made the pain go away. When all the pain was finally gone, I tried to get up. I was so, scared, I didn't know what to do. The Flames were starting to scare me. I just sat back down and curled back into a ball. "hey" I heard. I looked up. There was a boy. He had Short unruly black hair, and what startled me, was his eyes. They were A sapphire blue and very bright. He was reaching out his hand, offering to help me up i realized. " I don't want to hurt you..." I said. "Its okay, I can't hurt me." Then his hand burst into the same blue flames on his hands I looked at him with wide eyes. "y-your like me?". "well, I guess you could say that."he replied. "Why are your flames blue?" I asked, "Your flames are the color of your eyes." okay. he helped me up and I stumbled and fell on him. "I'm so sorry!" I shouted. "its okay. I think its time you sleep." He then put his hand on my forehead. I suddenly felt very tired. I then fell asleep.

A/N: sorry its so short, it my first story, so please flame it makes me better.