The Hero Always Wins In The End

After hitting the snooze button two times and my mom yelling at me “Embla Haukdal , GET UP NOW ” I finally got up and walked downstairs. My mom looked startled when I came in and I noticed that in her hand she held an envelope. When I asked about it she just go defensive and told me to get dressed.

I had missed my friends so much over the summer. How Katrín or Kata as I call her became my best friend when I moved here three years ago is still a mystery to me. When I first saw her I thought for sure that she would be the self-centered, bitch that every school had. Because she was extremely gorgeous, had flawless skin, skinny and all the guys were practically drooling over her. But that wasn’t the case at all. Although she was really confident and loud, she was very sincere and really nice.

Even though it was August it was surprisingly warm outside and the sun was shining high in the sky. When I finally got to school I stopped in front of it and taking in the moment, not really believing that this day was here. I was really grateful I had Kata, she was like a sister to me. Thought I never told her the real reason why me and my mom moved here.

Just when I was about to enter the school entrance I saw him. The ever so popular, arrogant and gorgeous Baldur Blöndal. That also happens to be Katrinar older brother. I would see him from time to time when I was at Katrinar house, but every week he had a new girl on his arm. He was such a player and treated girls badly, everyone knew it but they still kept chasing after him.

I hated every thing about him, his arrogant attitude and they way he walked around the halls flirting with every girl. I even hated the way his blue eyes sparkled and the way his skin looked golden when the sun ...

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...e’s here” I said while a tear ran down my cheek. “ Is he the one whose been calling the phone?”
“Yes” said my mother calmly

I noticed that Baldur stood there and he had been there the entire time and witnessed the whole conversation. Before he could say anything I ran upstairs to my room and my knees couldn’t take it anymore so I just sank to the floor by the wall and started crying.

Baldur walked into my room and tried to comfort me. I completely freaked out and started yelling at him. And I eventually started crying again.
“He’s here for me and he won’t leave with out me”
“Hey everything is going to be all right” he said while wiping a tear from my cheek
“You don’t know that” I said weakly
“Yes I do” he said while smiling
“ How, how can you possibly know that?” I asked again
“Because I wont let anybody hurt you, and plus the hero always wins in the end”