Literature
Definately fake
I think her wings are fake,' they have to be. I always came to that conclusion when I saw her; that angelic appearance was fake, her real one was that of a demon.
"Cerise," I could hear him call me, "are you coming." I turned to him; my best friend, and the one I've been having these crazy feelings called love over, John.
"I'll be there in a minute I just gotta pack up," I shouted over my shoulder.
These feelings started a year ago. Yes, a year ago, sounds pathetic doesn't it. I just can't find a way to confess to him and I probably won't be able to with the devil right over his shoulder.
Just then I felt a pat on my back, it was John an