Chapter 1

Chiara Leone

"Enough! Of you Guyz." I was seriously pissed.

"I do not care if any one woos me out, asking me to go prom with them." I spoke resentfully.

I am soooo hating this rose thing and prom thing.

Either way it's good that no one has asked me out. I can just stay at home or earn a few Euros.

Angelina and Sofia both open their locker only to find bunch of roses in, along with the letters. It was obvious that they left their lockers, intentionally, open to get all those pink and red roses in.

It's too much pink and red for the day.

I put my locker password in and was about to keep my book. But something catches my eyes.

Was that a cage?

I put my books on the upper shelf and took the cage out.

It was a golden colour cage.

Both Sofia and Angelina jumped beside me.

"Gurlll!!" They both singed together.

Inside the cage there was a black rose, standing straight all due chains wrapped all around it.

On the foot of the cage 'For my little flame' was written.

A sense of shiver ran through my spin. It was looking too creepy.

Whosoever had sent this is not going to be so alive.

I am going to teach that bastard a good lesson.

"Bro that's a black rose and no one in whole prom history has ever got any black rose for prom." Sofia spoke.

I can sense a bit of stiffness in her tone.

"WOHH! Gurll, you have created history!!" Angelina spoke.

Everyone stared at Angelina weirdly.

Everyone?

Everyone!

Now I noticed, students had gathered around me.

*Boom*

A small blast sound was heard.

My mind was beeping...

It was numb. All I could sense was heat which was coming from the direction of the cage.

FIRE!

The cage was burning.

No! The rose in the cage, was burning.

Someone hit my hand, the cage fell, and the sound of falling was buried because of stupid students crying.

Then only someone pulls me backwards and I fall directly on my butt.

But never for the one my eyes looked away from that cage.

Who was it?

The surroundings were chaos.

Professors came and calmed the students down.

How dare he?

Miss Camelia shook my shoulder.

I was frustrated.

I came into my sense.

I took a deep breath and, picked myself and my bag up then walked towards that cage.

My mind was triggered with that cage.

I picked up that cage then only one of the professors warned me. But that's mine, the cage was for me. I will take it along with me.

I picked the cage up and went out.

I usually teach young children as well as rich brats; they offer a good amount though, not enough to pay college fees but enough to buy a good phone and handle my expenses well.

I was not in the mood to handle their mischievousness, so, I decided to go home straight.

"I AM HOME!" I announced and ran straight to my room.

I took out the cage from my bag and observed it.

The cage was not only in the colour of gold but also made up of gold, should I sell it and buy me a phone.

I think the whole cage is layered with some sort of chemical.

But the question was, how the hell in this whole world does it catch fire.

No wire was connected in the cage then, 'how? The rose caught fire'.

I just tossed the cage aside, why do I put my brain in something this useless.

Tomorrow I will sell this cage bring me a new phone and beat the fuck out from the sender.

I threw myself on my bed and slept.

🔥

When I woke up, it was already 3 am.

The capacity of my sleep is quite high though.

My eyes landed on the cage, which was kept on the table.

Somewhere in my heart I want to keep that cage. It's so interesting.

Isn't it.

Never

-mind!

Let's go for a walk.

I wore running-ware and came out of the house.

It was so quiet, I wasn't alone.

Let's have fun!