New Life in Rianate 1 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 1

... that….. Oooh, damn. Alright.” Aya and I went back downstairs then grabbed brown pops. We sat on the couch and joined some of the girls who were watching Girl Code. My head started to hurt so I decided to take a walk for a while. “Hey, want me to come?” Aya asked. “No. But, thanks,” I softly smiled. I headed outside and to the secluded woods surrounding the school. ==== I was walking along a small wall and keeping my balance by grabbing the long branches overhead. It was well past 7pm so the sky was borderline completely black with very few stars hanging around. That’s the thing I hated about fall: it got super dark by like, 4pm and there was barely any light time. Well, I read in the History textbook that the Rian could see twice as better at night. No one knew why. But it was really helping because if I didn’t have the vision, I’d be dead off the wall. I pushed myself around the wall for a bit more before I heard a tree branch snap. I ducked down and swung my legs over the wall. Something was traveling through the air. Small, but powerful. Growing up outside taught me about my inner animal. (Yes, I know. Sounds corny.) I could determine how close or far something was, I could tell time by the sky, and my ears worked so much better. The small object was getting louder so the person was getting closer. I jumped down from the wall like an idiot and some leaves crackled. Whatever, person or animal heard me because the object stopped moving. There was a test one and it hit the ...

... tree right next to me. RUN. I barely gave myself time to blink before I started running the other way. The night was kinda chilly but no fucking way would that stop me. Wind whipped through my ears and in my hair and my feet took me as fast as I could manage. (Good thing I ran track throughout school.) I completely missed a turn and it took me deeper the other way in the woods. The person circled around the trees and stopped in front of me. My idiot-self ran smack-dab into a hard chest. I flung back and fell on my ass. As my eyes went higher up, I saw a guy. He had platinum blonde hair with glowing blue eyes. I could see the crossbow in his left hand. Oh! They were quarrels! “Hi,” he smiled. “Dick. Hi.” This was the second time I ran into someone in the woods. I roughly picked myself up and brushed the hair out of my face. “Well, now I know you’re not a dragon. Kinda figured,” he said. “Well, now I know that you were chasing me,” I countered. “Yeh. You shouldn’t be a smartass. It triggers others to be an even smarter ass.” “Maybe you should keep your quarrels to yourself. Twice you almost killed me.” “It’d be a pretty good kill, too.” He smiled but I kept my jaw set. “So, are we done playing kill-the-girl-tag?” I said it with a big tone of sarcasm. “No. There’s three rounds.” “Ugh.” I turned around and started walking back but, the guy was right on my heels. He was right next to me as I turned left. He saw one of his quarrels stuck in the bark of an oak and pulled it out. He ...