Bella-Skies3

 "Steven!" A voice called from downstairs. "Your going to be late!" I was in the upstairs bathroom drying my hands. As I glared in the mirror, very annoyed, I looked over my appearance. My carefree, black hair and electric-blue eyes reflecting my youth. "Coming!" I cried franticly as I sprinted across the hall to my room. I glanced around looking for my new school I.D. I walked to my desk and nearly cried. As usual, my desk was cluttered. I moved around some of the papers and came across a red card decorated with a single, black rose and several, silver vines. Yes...! I glanced over to my bed, my suitcase was fully packed. I sliped into my j