Flying Without Wings

I was rushing to my Biology class. When I entered the room, I was aghast of the Barbie doll and Ken on the teacher’s table with linked arms and naked body. After an introduction to the human reproduction, my teacher decided to let us work with papers in Biology regarding the topic, but this time, Vee, my best friend, and I will be separated. This time, our teacher made a new sitting plan. We were eyeing each other like we never wanted to be far.

I was paired with the transferee. As quick as he can be, he slid to Vee’s seat. I introduced myself first but never got to know even his name. Our paper requires our self-time. On this paper, we were to get the discoveries about our partners – family and personal background.

Eventually, we became close. Close in a way that he revealed to me that he was a fallen angel when I saw his scar scarred like a thick bar. And because of that, I fell in love with the boy who not only wants my safety but also wants to feel that physical feeling a man has. He became my knight, or should I say, my guardian angel. He loved me more than he always loved to have his wings back.

I am Nora Grey and I love Patch. He may be mysterious and tricky; his vulnerability made me fell in love with him more. He may be scarred but his back is the sexiest. He is almost perfection. He is my only gratification.