When I reached my locker I yanked it open, took the books out of my bag, and started shoving them in. I wouldn't need them today because I didn't plan on going to class. There was no way I could endure seven hours of school while I was so upset. I was the queen of skipping school, like I said invisibility was one of the most useful powers you could have.
I slammed my locker shut and when I turned to leave I saw Ethan standing behind me. I stepped around him and headed for the door.
"Evy wait," he called.
I kept walking, but then stopped when I realized that he was following me. Chances were he wouldn't stop until he caught me.
"What do you want?" I asked rudely.
"Why are you mad at me?" he asked in a hurt voice.
I couldn't believe he didn't know. Men really were oblivious. "You told my mom about last night," I told him still rude.
"I was worried about you. Besides you were almost killed, I thought she should know," he said.
"Do you know what she did?" I asked. "She won't let me hunt by myself anymore; she thinks it's too dangerous for me. She thinks I can't take care of myself. So now, thanks to you, if I want to go hunting I have to have a chaperone like a little kid," I ranted.
"Well maybe if you stay out of trouble she'll change her mind soon," he said.
I glared at him. I turned to leave, but he caught my arm.
"Okay, okay I'm sorry. I didn't want you to get in trouble. I won't do it again alright?" He was practically begging for forgiveness.
I sighed, I was about to give in. I couldn't help it; the guy was my best friend. I was quiet for a minute and then said, "Fine okay, I'm not mad anymore."
He grinned and his blue eyes lit up. "If you want you can go hunting with me tonight," he offered.
I hesitated, he looked way too hopeful. I wondered if this was his idea of some kind of date. To normal people hunting vampires may not seem very romantic, and it really isn't, however, hunters relish in their work. It was a rush of adrenaline and the feeling of doing something good that made it so enjoyable, we practically lived for it, so while Ethan's offer may not be your typical movies and dinner type of date, it would still mean something to him.
"Maybe tomorrow," I said attempting to bid for time, "Cheryl and Nicole both already said they'd take me and after last night I don't really feel like hunting anyways."
The disappointment on his face almost made me feel bad enough to reconsider. I then decided better against it and turned still fully intending to leave the campus. He caught my arm again.
"Where are you going?" he asked, his eyes strayed from my empty backpack to the front door where I was heading. "Are you cutting class again?"
"What are you going to tell on me?" I snapped.
He flinched, "no but you already weren't here twice last week."
I sighed, I didn't skip school often, last week I had missed Thursday and Friday to go hunting, but usually I had perfect attendance. You would think that protecting humanity from evil vampires would be a good enough reason for my mom to let me slide when it came to school, but no, I had to have top grades, anything lower than a B and I was screwed.
"Okay fine, I'll stay," I agreed.
A look of relief crossed Ethan's face and I turned back to my locker to get my books. Class would be starting in about five minutes. Ethan walked with me and then he walked me to my first hour class.
I took my usual seat at the back, and contemplated the idea of sleeping through this class. I wasn't tired, but history was the most boring class on the face of the planet.
"Hi," Anna, a friend, of mine said when she walked in the room.
"Hey," I answered. We talked until the teacher started the class.
My friends at school were strictly school friends. I didn't go to the movies with them, I didn't call them on the weekends, and the only time I made much effort to talk to them outside of class was occasionally during lunch, usually when Ethan wasn't there. This was because it was hard to pretend to care about things like American Idol when you had to worry about not getting killed by vampires daily.
The first three classes of the day went by as normal as anyone could expect. Teachers lectured, kids slept, and the natural order of school life stayed in harmony. At least, it did until lunch came.
I was heading to meet Ethan at our usual table when I noticed him. Perfect features, square jaw, short, untidy copper brown hair, and the nicest biggest ocean blue eyes I have ever seen in my life. Vampire.
My senses were whirring, I could feel it; instinct was telling me to lunge at him while common sense was telling me to ignore him. My heart started beating, something felt wrong; he was way too powerful.
Another one of the reasons hunters are so well equipped to fight vampires is that we have a sixth sense that allows us to sense vampires. Not only that but we can also sense exactly how powerful a particular vampire is, and this one that I was concentrating on was a lot more powerful than any other vamp that I had ever come across.
The vamp sensed me as well because his whole body tensed and he looked up from the food he was playing with. His eyes did a quick once over and then he relaxed, most likely deciding that I wasn't threatening enough for him, and as if that wasn't insulting enough, he also looked me dead in the eye and smirked. He didn't hypnotize me; that took way too much concentration, his lips just turned up as if he was fighting back a grin and he returned his attention to his food.
"Evelyn," Ethan was standing behind me. He instantly noticed the vampire and frowned. "Come on," he said.
I had no desire to stay behind. I followed Ethan outside, once there we both looked at each other. I decided to speak first, "when have you ever heard of a vampire that goes to school?"
"Never," he answered frowning. "I don't get it, there's no reason for him to come here."
"Actually," I contradicted him, "there's a perfect reason. Imagine how easy it would be for a good-looking vampire to find teenage girls to feed on in a high school."
"You think he's good looking?" Ethan's voice was hard.
I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean."
I actually did think he was good-looking. All vampires were good looking, I could never understand why hunters downplayed their looks, it was obvious that they were an attractive race. I agreed that they were disgusting and evil parasitical creatures, but I refused to lie to myself and say that they weren't attractive.
It wasn't Ethan's question that bothered me, it was the way he had asked it. He had that jealous boyfriend sort of tone. I sighed internally as I realized I was really going to have to talk to him, because this crush thing was only bringing us further and further apart.
I decided to call my mom. Now imagine if you called your mother and told her that the new student at your school was a vampire and she was one hundred percent sure you were telling the truth, she would make sure that you got out of there right? That's what most moms would do, but my mom? She told me to keep an eye on him and report details of his actions to her when I got home; she also told me that I should start bringing a knife to school "to protect myself" as she put it. Did she think to consider that I would get expelled if I got caught stalking a student or carrying a knife? No, of course not, hunters did not make the best parents, they taught their kids useful lessons for being hunters, everything else was just considered unnecessary, however since those lessons included not getting caught by humans I guess it isn't really that destructive to the kids. I knew exactly how to avoid getting caught keeping tabs on the vamp, and how to not be seen with a knife, yet I have no clue how to get a boyfriend, sad isn't it?
Ethan and I hung out for the rest of lunch and then we headed to fourth period. It was the one class we had together. We both stopped dead when we entered the classroom, sitting in the seat right next to mine was none other than our new vampire friend. The bell rang.
"Please take your seats," Mrs. Firn said to us.
I looked from Mrs. Firn to Ethan and then walked to my seat. I was instantly uncomfortable, and very aware of both Ethan and the vamp staring at me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, I would have felt better if Ethan was sitting closer, but he sat on the other side of the room. His last name was Bentley and mine was Sinclair, why teachers felt the need to seat us alphabetically I would never know."Okay we're continuing with conics today," Mrs. Firn said to the class. She waited as everyone groaned in unison and then announced, "But first, we have a new student in class today." She turned to the vamp and said, "Anthony if you need help with anything you can feel free to come after school when I do tutoring, or you can ask Evelyn, she's very good.""Okay thanks," he said to her and then he turned to me and smiled. The worst part about his smile was that it wasn't threatening, it wasn't arrogant, it wasn't even condescending. It was friendly?I glared at him. His smile grew wid
I knew I needed a plan, but my brain wasn't really cooperating. I decided to sleep on it and worry tomorrow. At least it would be Saturday, that was always guaranteed to brighten any teenager's outlook on life.I woke up the next morning and headed downstairs. My mom was home and she was staring at me curiously as I searched through the kitchen trying to find breakfast."You didn't go hunting last night?" she asked. I couldn't really blame her for being surprised, I always hunted on Fridays. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I had been home on a Friday night."I didn't feel like it," I answered.She frowned, "Evelyn, when I restricted your hunting privileges, it wasn't to stop you from hunting. And, I can't lift the restriction if you decide to boycott it.""I'm not boycotting anything, I just felt like staying home last night. I'm going hunting tonight. I'll call Ethan to see if he can go with me okay?" I reassured her.She pursed her lips and surveyed my face. I think she m
I ended up two blocks away from Ethan and the other vamp. Edmund, still holding me, was only disoriented for a second. But I made the most of that second. I managed to elbow him in the solar plexus and pull away from his grasp. He lunged at me and I dodged him. I grasped the handle of my knife and reached up to stab him. And then, blackness. I recalled something, someone, smash me onto the floor, hard. My head made contact with concrete and after that I have no idea what happened.I woke up groggy on a bed. I looked around, too out of it to register where I was, I couldn't even work up the energy to panic. I felt stiff and I had the worst migraine ever. My eyes were still heavy and it felt so good to collapse back onto the bed and relax, within seconds I fell back asleep.I woke up again, this time to voices, all of them male. I tried to listen to what they were saying, but my brain wouldn't let me focus, and sleep was inviting me to lie back down on the bed…"That was the rule, if yo
I watched as a male figure entered the room. He was shorter than Anthony and had that blond haired, blue eyed, pretty boy look about him. He was vampire, I could sense it. Great, I thought, another one.Like Eric, he spoke to Anthony first, "when did she wake up?""A little while ago, I think she wants to leave, but everyone keeps interrupting her dramatic exit," Anthony said while I glared at him. He then looked at me and said, "This is my other brother Mark.""Hi there," Mark said smiling at me. "Okay she looks pissed, I'm not messing with a hunter so I'm leaving now," he said to Anthony.He walked out of the room just like Eric. I stared at Anthony for a little while, unsure of what to say. Since we were natural enemies an apology seemed out of place, but he was right, he did save my life."Thanks," I said, "I owe you one."He seemed surprised at my apology. "No problem."I sighed. Well there went my plans to wow everyone with my awesome hunting skills by killing him. I wouldn't be
As I expected, my mother asked few questions about my being gone for an entire night. She wasn't exactly happy that I'd ditched Ethan, but she wasn't angry enough to punish me or anything like that. She left a few warnings about being safe and taking care of myself and then went about her business.I ended up spending the rest of Sunday in the house. Ethan didn't call, I was a little worried that he was angry with me for leaving like that last night, but I didn't dwell on it for very long. I was going to see him in school tomorrow, so I'd be able to give him a proper apology then. Besides, he couldn't really be that mad. If I'd stayed we'd have probably both ended up dead.I did the rarest activity that I ever did and hung out with my sisters. We don't bond like normal siblings. No watching TV together, we don't do each other's hair, or talk about boyfriends, or try to figure out how to forge our mother's signature. No, whenever we spend time with each other we practice our hunting sk
I was just standing there looking at him with nothing to say, feeling more and more like an idiot as the seconds passed by. And then who showed up? The worst possible person of course."Hi Ethan," I said when he came up to me. Thankfully there were other students in the hallway now, so there wouldn't be a scene.Ethan was glaring at Anthony. "What do you want?" he asked rudely.I looked at Anthony hoping that he wouldn't say anything to provoke Ethan, or to get me in trouble. Thankfully all he said was, "nothing." He glanced at me one more time and then walked away.As soon as he left, Ethan looked down at me. "What did he want?" he asked."Nothing, I think he just wanted to mess with me," I said.Ethan pursed his lips, "Are you sure?""Positive," I answered. The bell rang, "we're going to be late for class," I said and started walking off leaving Ethan at the lockers.My first three classes passed by in a blur. Like every other student in the school I was anxiously anticipating lunch
I ended up spending the rest of the day with Anthony. We would have a very strange relationship, and at various times I wondered if he was just using me to get to the other hunters, but he didn't seem to have any ulterior motive, and he didn't ask much about my hunting lifestyle. It was kind of nice to spend some time not thinking about all my supernatural stress. However, just because he didn't ask me about being a hunter doesn't mean that stopped me from asking him about being a vampire."What, you never felt weird about drinking blood?" I was asking. At first I'd thought if my curiosity would seem rude, or that vampiric lifestyles would be a touchy subject. It turned out that Anthony had no problems talking about it with me."No, it's different when you turn. You feel that it's necessary, and only crazy people deny their bodies the necessities," he answered.The phone rang and he left to go answer. While he was gone I got a text message from Ethan.It read: Where r u? The vamp isnt
Lucas, the vampire that killed my father, was standing there grinning with his hands in his pockets. He looked at Nicole casually, waiting for her to do something. I was still invisible."Hmm which Sinclair sister are you?" he teased Nicole lightly. "Couldn't be Cheryl, she would have attacked me by now, definitely not Olivia, that girl has way too much pent up anger. So that means you're one of the younger ones. Nicole, correct?"Nicole, at first startled by his appearance, regained her composure. She gripped the handle of her knife and stared at him with hawk eyes, taking in his every movement."Why are you here?" she asked him.He grinned. "Don't tell me you're not happy to see me. I was so looking forward to it. Besides I think your mother will be pleased that I'm back, I heard she spent a rather long time looking for me."Anger was boiling inside me. I wanted to kill him. He murdered my father and now here he was back, ready to taunt and threaten like the bastard he was. I just w