My Mate IS A GIRL

The plane landed and a young girl perhaps in her late teens steps out into the terminal. This girl was Carmen Stone the classic bad girl you'd find in a high school. Black hair with cold Ice blue eyes and a smile that could charm anyone though rarely seen and reserved for women. She was about to start college for business at Berkeley one of the top schools. People wondered how she got in but in actuality she was a genius. Not far off a creature smelt the most delicious thing ever it was sweet like honey but seemed to have a hint of impurities. Just like that it smiled wide open to reveal a sharp set of canines.