Beatrice

Intro You were the perfect gentleman—the one everyone admired, mommy and daddy's golden child, the one who never misbehaved—knew right from wrong. You smiled and accepted the thousands of compliments, but in your head, you laughed hilariously. It was far from the truth. You craved blood, you murdered and traumatized, you were stone cold and ruthless—some would say, "The ice blood devil." By day, an innocent young adult but by night, an 8'0ft, with a panther tail, long, flowing with the wind, werewolf teeth and mid–level black horns that stuck out, glowing red eyes followed. And then there was Beatrice, the schools prim and proeper princess, but she too lived a double life. Except, if she wasn't a princess, she was a rebel. Smoking, reckless driving, drunk nights through alleyways and everything. With her long, wavy brunnete hair, brown and black, she looked innocent. But even a gaze a little too long in those emerald eyes with natural long lashes, betrayed her. Her body always danced, being showed off with crop tops and tight jeans,but then again, there were days of baggy clothes. At school was a whole differenr story, dresses and perfect uniform. One night, a tiring lecture of stopping her bad habits from her parents exhausted her, sending her on a walk. Her eyes widened with fear, and the scent of your cologne sent shivers down her spine. But then she recognized, that through those blood red eyes, it waa you.