She was the first girl. In the all boys boarding school. And also happened to be placed with the demon himself.

After being blamed for her father's death and her mother's drug addiction, her mother decides to send her off for good in a boarding school. Due to some mistakes in the gender part and no placement available in girls school, she was placed in Oaklawn Academy, the all boys boarding school.

She expected there will so much awkwardness, she will be made fun off, no one will be friends with her, she will be embarrassed and bullied, everyone will judge her and what not.

However, she didn't expect to fall for the demon. Oh but she did. She fell hard. 

Little did she know, the demon loves her as well. 

Watch this story unfold as the angel and the demon both experience their first love.

TRIGGER WARNING : Mentions and descriptions of abuse, slight eating problems, and may contain a little violence. 

This the only tw alert and will be none inside the novel. 
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"But I have always love you angel, since the moment I laid my eyes on you in the elevator as you sneaked glances of me thinking I didn't notice but I did, I noticed each and everything, every silly little thing you do and everything you say. I am absolutely and utterly in love with you Angel and only you. You're my first love and will always be"
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The First Girl

Trigger Warning | Mentions of Abuse and Assault 


I was back at my old house. Back at my old routine. Tears heavily fell from my eyes as my mom chased after me with a belt in her hand, eyes bloodshot, and nose bleeding with the continuous and non-stop use of drugs. 


Science says you have 70 percent water in your body. She had 100 percent drugs in hers. She still chased after me with a crazed look on her face as she yelled at me to stop running. I wiped my tears with my arm, hurriedly climbing the stairs leading towards the attic. 


A hand shot out of nowhere grabbing my ankle pulling me down and I let out a shrill scream as I fell down onto the floor with a loud thud. I sobbed as she grabbed a handful of my hair and I screamed again as she started to drag me out in the living room. 


"Please, please, mom, please, let go of me", I sniffed struggling weakly as I held her wrist with my broken and bleeding hand. 


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