Aquarian

By Mandi Shaffer

Caught between two worlds, Vampire Natin Blaine finds himself falling for the ever so beautiful and mysterious Ava Jewel. Up until her arrival he has been able to live a life unrecognized by the human world around him. Curiosity builds when he realizes she isnt just an ordinary human, but she is extraordinary in ways he couldnt have imagined.

What he doesnt know is the mysterious Ava Jewel poses a great threat to the vampire race, when it is discovered that Ava Jewel is not a human but, an Aquarian who has lived centuries beneath the ocean.

Ava is forced to start over, after the loss of her father and their race. All alone, she must find the strength to move forward, but suspicions arise when a powerful vampire family reveal her true nature.

How will Ava cope with her ongoing struggles between life and death and who will save her when all else fails?

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 25, 2013
• ISBN: 9781481745543

Mandi Shaffer

A look into my soul of wonder is a starlight place filled with wonder and imagination which is merely memory of my existence that transcends into magical crystals floating through space as far as the naked eyes could possibly encounter. I am a myth, a way of the word that rolls off of your tongue without reason. I am a healing that leaves you stronger and yet I fall like a star when I am hurt. It doesn’t take much to hurt this star. My way of life is on another planet compared to the lives many live and my experiences have been rough to encounter never to be understood by the humans around me and yet I am still here. It has been God through my long journey that has held me when my feet weaken and when I feel I had failed, he is there to open my eyes and shine new light on the sides of the crystals I had missed. He is my guide as he is yours, so we are not so different after all. My skin is young and healthy and my soul is old and experienced. My heart is strong and beats of love and passion, fire flies flicker and my heart beats to the music of their shining ends. I am the wonder and magic and many miss that light. I am the hidden, but seen. I am the known, but lost to most. I am the wave, but still water. I believe in God and in the universe and all it possesses and I believe in the magic of life. I look to the world with possibilities and hope. I fall like a star but I rise like the sun each day, each time. I burn creative magic and I share it with all of you simply because I am healing the earth one by one through my energy. It’s hard to see when you don’t look and it’s hard to understand what you don’t take the time to know. A lot like how you see me most of the time. I am patient and I will wait for you.

Book preview

Blind Sided

M Y THROAT BURNED as I tried to find the words to speak staring into the eyes of a fair beauty standing next to the water fountain.

The wind blowing through her thick black hair, rain drops kissing her face as she tucked her books into her handbag. Voices surrounded me of the many students roaming the grass outside of the school while I stood as solid stone next to my car watching.

Her grace in movement made it hard to turn away.

Hair of black curls spiralling down to her mid back had me very distracted.

Her skin so fair and her eyes midnight purple. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my existence.

I live a life of many years.

Being an immortal, I have seen a fair amount of beautiful woman in my time, but she was ever so elegant than I could ever imagine a human could possibly be. Her smell, her look, and her movement made my body tingle.

I ignored my thirst, breathing in her blissful scent; my curiosity about the fair woman grew. My mouth was dry without the taste of venom saturating my tongue, though I thought nothing of it.

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Who was this fair maiden who caught my attention without even a word? How could I have missed such beauty? She must be new because I would have remembered that angelic face. There was something about her that pulled me in; it was like a thousand bolts of electricity running through me. I could not move as she turned pushing the doors of the school open. I had to fallow her and find out where she was going.

I had to speak to her and hear her voice.

I had to, but I couldn’t.

Bewildered my thoughts became and the words trapped within my throat staring at the mysterious woman. She sat in the far back of the class two rows behind me to the right. Her head in her books, she scribbled a few notes onto her paper keeping up with the teacher’s lecture about psychology.

I have not had this big of a problem with words, she made me speechless. I Almost felt frightened to say something to her, I sat quietly glancing over at her. I studied the way she held her pen, the way she pulled her hair behind her ears listening to Mr. Canor ramble on about the different stages of sleep.

She seemed at peace with herself, glancing over at the open windows across from her, rain pouring down, trickling down the glass as she stared in thought while I watched her.

Her eyes met mine and I turned away quickly embarrassed that I had been caught staring at her. I sat at my table next to a boy named Trevor seeing him leaning away from me.

Everyone had seemed frightened to be close to me; unsurprisingly I was dangerous.

I made a life for myself within the human world and I was very proud for never having to feed off the humans around me. I had learned to control my thirst and got my blood through donations I paid for.

Like my own personal blood bank, I was able to live among the human world unnoticeable.

Ms. Jewel, what is the first stage of sleep? Mr. Canor questioned interrupting my train of thought.

Her name was Jewel, how beautiful I thought to myself realising that was only her last name. How could I not know her name yet?

I stared at her patiently waiting to hear her voice

Light sleep. She answered in a quiet whisper.

My god was her voice beautiful to listen to, in two words she had me leaning in wanting to hear more. If only Mr. Canor could ask her to describe it better, I could hear her again.

Very good Ava Mr. Canor added turning to another student to ask more questions.

Ava. I began to repeat her name in my head listening to the sound of it. It was a beautiful name and suited her well.

And_ Angela, could you please describe the first stage for us? Mr. Canor questioned on.

Um… Angela bit down on her lip trying to think about it. She had been too preoccupied passing notes to her friend Lisa who sat across from her.

Ava… . Could you describe the first stage for Angela here?

I swallowed very hard leaning in to hear her voice again.

She looked over at Angela then at Mr. Canor with a small smile, then began to answer in a quiet whisper.

You’ll experience a drifting in and out of sleep. Your eye movement and body movements slow down so much so, that you may experience a sudden jerk movement of your legs or other muscles, quite like a feeling of falling.

Mr. Canor smiled with a nod of his head, Very good Ava.

I smiled glancing back at her seeing she had returned to her notes and began writing again. If only I could sit next to her, I could build up the courage to talk to her. I wanted to know more about her and hear her voice again.

The bell rang and everyone got up from their seats, quickly moving through the classroom. I stood up glancing over at Ava watching as she slowly pushed her books into her bag about to leave the classroom.

This is my chance I thought to myself walking towards her; I gripped the text book in my hand tightly. I approached her seeing her glance up at me staring into my eyes as if I were a crossword puzzle.

Hello I said.

She smiled glancing down at the book in my hand that I held tightly against my side. Her eyes met mine and I felt my throat closing up.

Hi She answered with a small smile about to walk away.

Wait… um. I rubbed my forehead with my hand unsure what to say to her. I had to say something soon, I’d probably looked ridiculous staring blankly at her with my mouth slowing opening and closing in a slow, subtle motion that made me think of a fish gasping for air.

I’m Natin Blaine. Your Ava, right I waited for her to say something but she stood staring at me. Maybe I frightened her with my voice, or my teeth. Maybe my teeth scared her or my dark eyes caught her by surprise. Why was she just staring at me blankly? I could not take the silence anymore I had to say something.

Are you new here? I questioned seeing her pull the strap of her bag over her shoulder.

Yes she answered.

Okay so she was new and that is why I had not noticed her, but why was she being so mysterious? Why was she taking so long to answer me?

Can I walk you to your next class? I offered trying to be polite.

She smiled revealing her beautiful white teeth, her soft moist lips kissing the outline of her mouth. I licked my lips shifting my weight from one leg to the other waiting for her to answer me.

She sure knew how to drive me crazy.

Are you in Ms. Wainer’s class as well? She questioned me a little amused.

I smiled looking away from her, caught off guard by her question.

Um… well no but… I stuttered

Her class isn’t too far from mine… so I could walk with you if you like? I continued beginning to walk with her towards the door.

Is this your first day? I walked along side of her watching her hair swish back and forth against her back and shoulders over her brown jacket.

Yes… I just moved here actually.

Where did you move from? She smiled holding the strap of her handbag tightly.

Denmor She answered quietly. Are you sure you won’t be late walking with me? She questioned me in a curious way.

I smiled at her amused. I was very fast and it would take nearly a second to arrive in class before anyone even noticed I had not shown up. If she knew the half of what I could do, her little head would explode. Don’t worry about it. I answered which made her raise an eyebrow.

Have you met anyone yet? I questioned.

She gave a crooked smile glancing over at her classroom then back at me. I’ve met you. I let out a quiet chuckle looking away from her. So at lunch… I paused in hesitation. If you don’t have anyone to sit with She crossed her arms, staring at me. You could join me.

She breathed; I could feel her breath on my face, warm and tingly, which I found even more intriguing. Thank you for the offer, but I usually eat alone. She answered trying not to be rude. I ran my fingers through my hair a few times unsure what to say to convince her. I was usually good at convincing humans to do anything. Why was I not able to convince her?

The offer stands. I finished, seeing her turn into her classroom and glance back at me one last time.

It was nice meeting you Natin.

I loved the way she said my name. I was frozen where I stood watching her take her seat in the classroom at the back. She seemed to favour the very back of the classroom. Perhaps she was shy and did not like to attract attention. I just could not put my finger on it; she was very hard to figure out.

I hurried my way to class before the bell rang and sat down at my table hearing Mr. Varent Begin. My mind was distracted, in thoughts of Ava’s unusual behaviour. I have never met a human quite like her; I was not even attracted to her blood. She must have a weak stream running through her, but it sure does not show on the surface.

I wonder what she does outside of school.

I cannot imagine the things that she must like or the place she lived. Did she live with her family? Was she living near the school or closer to town?

I wanted to know but I could not get much conversation out of her. Maybe she was not interested in me.

Maybe I was not her type; I wanted to be the one she could confide in. I wanted to be close to her, but how close could I get without hurting her? I have never been this interested in a human before and I was unsure what to do about my interest.

The bell rang and it was lunch break, I made my way to the cafeteria standing at the doors waiting for her. She never showed and I was beginning to get worried that something was wrong. Did she get lost, did she fall somewhere?

I had to find her. Humans were so delicate; my mind began to imagine horrible things that could have gone wrong on her way to the cafeteria. I searched the school using my heightened senses to find her.

I made my way through the hallways and found her sitting under a tree outside eating her lunch, her handbag next to her on the grass where she sat holding a small container in her hand and a fork in the other.

I stood next to the doors of the school watching her; she seemed so at peace eating alone. It was almost sad that she had not met anyone to talk to, but she didn’t seem lonely.

Are you fallowing me? She added quietly to me. It was as though she knew I could hear her from a distance. How could she have known that?

I slowly walked over and knelt down in front of her, staring.

When you said you like to eat alone I laughed, You really meant alone

She smiled taking a bite of her pasta while I watched her curiously.

I’m more of the silent type. She answered taking a drink from her water bottle.

It’s raining and you choose to sit outside?

I like the rain. She answered with a smile. Besides, I’m dry where I sit.

She was defiantly interesting to talk to, what human enjoys having lunch in the rain on a cold day.

Mind if I join you? I sat down across from her watching her enjoying her lunch. Raindrops fell from the branches of the large tree where I sat with her.

You don’t eat? she questioned me seeing that I had no lunch with me.

I smirked. When I’m hungry

Don’t let me keep you. She added kindly.

I gave a crooked smile amused to say the least.

So… can I expect you here every lunch hour?

She stared at me curiously, Not… if you expect me to be here every lunch hour. She smiled.

I raised my eyebrow confused, Do you not enjoy my company? I questioned a little offended.

Your company is fine… She paused pressing the lid onto her container, stuffing it into her bag.

I just prefer to be alone and I’m not use to so many questions.

I laughed.

My apologies for all the questions I smiled, I just find you extremely hard to figure out. I’d like to get to know you a bit better if you don’t mind.

She took a deep breath letting it out slowly staring away from me.

Is something wrong? I questioned her.

She faced me staring into my dark eyes, I’d rather not get involved.

I brushed my hand through my hair a few times staring at her confused.

Is it something I said? Or did?

She fidgeted with the strap of her bag, Lunch is almost over… I should get to my next class. She slowly got up from the grass pulling the strap of her handbag over her shoulder. I got up quickly standing in front of her.

Mind if I walk with you? She looked towards the school, then back at me.

What color are your eyes? I questioned her.

She smiled brushing her hair away from her face. Curiosity can burn like fire Mr. Blaine.

She walked away from me leaving me standing in the rain lost in thought of her last words. What was she even talking about, why was she acting so strange towards me?

I glanced back at her seeing her enter through the doors of the school casually. I had to figure her out; she was not going to walk away without explaining herself.

I caught up to her in the hallway grabbing her arm. She turned pushing me away from her. Her strength took me by surprise. I flew back and my head hit a bulletin board hanging on the wall in the school hallway.

Listen… I stared at her.

What’s with the distance and strange behaviour? I only wanted to get to know you as a friend. I know you’re new here and it’s got to be pretty lonely around here without anyone to talk to.

She lowered her gaze, her eyes still meeting mine, brushing her black hair of curls away from her pale face.

I’m not interested in friendship, only learning.

I grazed my hand against hers and she pulled away.

You can learn more from people then a text book can teach.

A person like you She questioned with attitude.

I looked away from her becoming annoyed. What was her problem with me? Did she sense that I was a freak? Was she frightened of me? I thought I was being very careful not to frighten her.

Did I do something to offend you? I questioned seeing her fold her arms over one another.

You don’t talk to people usually. Many are frightened of you. She breathed then continued analyzing me, You keep to yourself and go to and from school without speaking with anyone and you want to be my friend? You have to admit that it is unusual for your behaviour and it makes me nervous. I don’t like anyone that close to me and you’re asking an unusual amount of questions. She had circled me and I couldn’t help but feel like a rat with a doctor holding a scalpel decided where to start first.

Where… I looked around wondering where she had gotten her information. Was she observing me before she enrolled in this school? My mind was racing now of different thoughts.

I’m very curious as to how you came to those conclusions?

She breathed taking a step towards me.

I to, am a good listener Her eyes locked on mine she took a step closer.

And I to, know a few things about people. Mr. Blaine. She finished and with a flick of her long black curls over her shoulder, the busy hallway swallowed her figure as I stood dumb founded.

Distance

T HEY SAY DISTANCE makes the heart grow fonder

I kept my distance from Ava for a month now and she has not once looked in my direction.

The more I watched her though the more I realized it wasn’t only me she was focusing out. She didn’t give anyone the time of day, it was as though no one existed except her teachers, but even then she would gaze out the window in silence. Or read or scribble in her notebook.

We shared psychology class and I sat quietly, staring over at her while Mr. Canor wrote on the board, our next assignment. Her lips pinkish in color, her skin pale. She had a slender body with long black curly hair. She was wearing jeans and a purple sweater that clung to her small figure.

Mr. Blaine. Would you mind switching places with Alison? Mr. Canor interrupted my thoughts. At first, I had not remembered who Alison was, until she got up from next to Ava and walked over to me. I was too distracted by Ava to even notice Alison had been sitting next to her this whole time. I swallowed hard, getting up from my seat and slowly walked over to where Ava was seated.

Thank you Mr. Blaine. Mr. Canor finished after explain that Alison has trouble seeing the board from the back of the class.

I could not believe I was now sitting next to Ava when I made the decision of keeping my distance from her. She was a human and I was a vampire. There was nothing that could come of my attraction for this girl.

She didn’t seem to notice I was even there; I could have been an empty chair the way she refused to acknowledge me. I might as well have been one.

I wish I was a chair.

Hello. I greeted her. What was I doing? Why did I even bother, she clearly didn’t want anything to do with me, she didn’t even look up, or perhaps she didn’t hear me?

She cleared her throat, writing notes in her notebook.

Ava? I questioned quietly while Mr. Canor continued the lesson.

Ava… I’m sorry to bother you, but can you please look at me for a second?

She looked up from her notebook, her eyes midnight purple, black curls outlining her beautiful face.

I’ve given you space. I cleared my throat. My mouth filled with venom, I could smell her sweet skin.

I know you’re not interested in friendship, but… I held my pen in my hand tightly.

I can’t seem to faze you out. She stared into my eyes in silence.

What are you expecting of me? She questioned. It was almost comical the way she looked at me now, amused, but also curious.

God her voice was beautiful, I almost fell out of my chair feeling her breath upon my face. She was so close to me, she smelled of jasmine. my hand gripped the table, to steady myself.

I will consider anything, but distance. I answered.

Distance from her was too hard to bear.

So… what would you like to know?

Finally an invitation to know her, I have been waiting for this moment and yet I could not find the words to speak. I stared at her blankly wondering what to ask first.

Where do you live? Damn… why did I ask that, it was so nosey to ask her where she lived?

On Benrock Avenue, near the little market on Kensway She answered with a smile then glanced down at her notebook beginning to copy the notes down from the board.

Well she answered my question that was a good sign.

Do you live with your parents? My questions were still on the verge of nosey, but if she answered the first one, I did not see a problem in asking similar questions.

I live alone. She answered.

Alone?

How could she live alone and be able to support herself. Did she have to work outside of school in order to survive?

I, um She broke off realising what she had said.

I mean, I live with my father. She quickly corrected herself.

I stared at her strangely. I knew she was covering up a lie, but I thought it wrong to call her on it.

Do you get along well?

The smile fell from her lips and a tear appeared in the corner of her eye. Was she about to cry at the thought of her father? Maybe I should not have asked about her family. Maybe they did not get along and it was hard for her to talk about it.

Where do you live? She questioned me, pulling her thick hair down over the side of her face, using her hair as a shield.

On Barden Avenue

That’s pretty far from school.

I’m pretty fast. I smirked imagining me cruising down the street in my car.

She stared at me smiling.

What are you thinking about right now? I questioned curiously.

You

Wow, that was unexpected. She was thinking about me. I breathed.

The thought of her thinking about me made me feel warm inside.

What about me?

Are you always so bold and intrusive of girls you’ve just met? Her lip curled into a smirk, as though she found me amusing.

I didn’t realise I was being so bold and intrusive, towards you. I breathed, almost irritated.

I just spent the past month avoiding you? I snarled, Or to be politically correct, you’ve spent the past month completely avoiding me.

What was she even talking about; I have not even been around her that much since the first day she arrived. I have tried to keep my distance from her as much as possible.

I’ve noticed you watching me a lot.

Do you not like that? I questioned.

It makes me nervous is all? She tapped her pen on her notebook.

Why is that, do you suppose?

She breathed and I trembled, drowning in her jasmine essence.

You’re very charming you know. It’s almost hard to ignore. She added with a smile.

Well at least I know that she finds me attractive, well charming as she put it.

It’s just I am not so sure you should trust your own judgement of me. I am not like most girls and I really do not like to share information. I steer clear of attachment and you have possessive written all over you.

Now I was a offended, but also intrigued to say the least.

Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re very kind to want to get to know me, but I just don’t see it going anywhere. We are very different people and for me to get involved… She stopped in mid-sentence.

What, did she expect a relationship with me? What was she thinking?

I only wanted to be her friend, well… maybe a bit more. How could I not want more then friendship with her?

She was so interesting and I was completely fascinated by her.

I love staring into her eyes. I have never seen anyone wear purple contacts before. What was the true color of her eyes?

I can understand that, but I am not trying to create a relationship between us. I was just making conversation with you, I feel like I can talk to you, like I can trust you

That’s very sweet Natin. She sighed, almost as though she felt bad about it, instead of taking it as a compliment.

I don’t think us trusting each other is such a good idea, Natin.

If she says my name again I am going to have to kiss her.

I just don’t want to get close to anyone. She seemed sad.

Afraid to lose them?

A minute of silence passed, her hand gripping her pen tightly, Yes. She answered. Did you lose someone close to you?

My question seemed to have upset her. A tear formed in the corner of her eye and she turned away from me hiding her face with her thick black curls.

I’m sorry. I said.

I’d rather not discuss loss.

I placed my hand over hers. I could feel her energy rush through my body, it was like an electric shock.

Then we won’t

The bell rang and everyone gathered up their books and headed out of the classroom. Ava glanced down at our hands for a moment longer and then got up from her seat.

I handed her, her notebook.

Thanks. She said, slipping her books into her bag before leaving the classroom. I caught up to her in the hallway.

How do you usually get home? I questioned her.

I really wanted to be alone with her and driving her home from school would be a great opportunity to do so.

I, um She hesitated to answer.

Why was she hesitating to answer that? Seemed like a simple question to me.

Why?

She is answering my question with a question now?

You didn’t answer my question.

Um… what was it again?

Oh come on I know she heard me before. Why is she being so secretive?

How do you get to and from school?

Why?

I let out a sarcastic laugh.

Ava… you’re doing it again.

It’s just I… She was hesitating, looking around, as though trying to look for an escape from me.

I would like to give you a ride home today. If that’s alright with you

She stared at me in silence next to the door of her next class wondering if she should or not. At least that is what it seemed like to me.

Why don’t we just stick to school conversations and not make this too personal.

I wanted it to be personal though, did she not understand that?

I wanted to talk to her alone, I wanted to get to know everything about her, and I could not do that in school. There were too many ears to hear us.

I don’t see the point Ava.

Natin… I can’t do this with you. I am not interested in dating.

I let out a breath

I never even mentioned dating.

Listen to me. She bit her lip trying to find the words.

I like you, I really do. It is because I like you that I cannot spend time with you. There is something hidden about you and I do not trust it. I have too much going on in my world right now to cause complications. She said in a serious tone.

Complications I brushed my hair with my hand a few times, frustrated.

It’s you and me, talking about life. About anything, we don’t have to date, but at least spend some time with me. At least acknowledge me once in a while.

I wasn’t aware I was treating you badly? She snarled.

How could she even say that? She has been avoiding me for a month.

I would like to get to know you a little better, I also see there’s something hidden about you as well.

You say you feel you could trust me, does that mean you would reveal your hidden secret?

Her eyes peered into mine. Midnight purple, the light reflecting me in them, I felt my hands begin to tremble. My secret… what makes you think I have one?

She glanced down for a moment then met my eyes again, Natin. She said with meaning behind it. As if to tell me in just my name that she knew something about me. Something hidden.

Would you share your hidden secret with me? She repeated her question.

Well now, I couldn’t do that for her, I couldn’t just come out and say hey, I’m a vampire and expect this to go well. Besides, if I told her anything about what I really am she would disappear.

I can see just by looking at her and speaking to her that she was not just an ordinary human. She was extraordinary and I was intrigued. There has to be something different about her. I was not even thirsty around her; in fact, the thirst I felt for her had more of an electric sensation. I wanted to touch her and be near her, I wanted to taste her breath on my face.

Do you have somewhere better to be? Or someone better to be with? I finally said, more breathy then anything.

Did she know my secret already?

Please stay away from me Natin. She demanded, taking a step back.

For the sake of both of us, I think it is best that you stick with your own and I’ll do the same.

I was about to explode. Why would she blow me off like this without any explanation. Why would she even say those things to me without even giving me a chance?

My own? I snarled.

I know you have to have some friends. She cleared her throat, looking away from me avoiding my eyes, Or family

What does that matter? I argued with her.

I don’t mean to anger you. She explained, I just don’t want to get involved with you.

Your own? I said again, What does that even mean Ava? I took a step towards her. You don’t have any friends here and from the sounds of it, no family either, so I do not really get the bull about the own thing. I don’t understand why you’re blocking everyone out." I was really getting pissed off now. I couldn’t understand what her problem was and the part that got to me the most was the fact that she wouldn’t even give me a chance. I really liked her. She had no real excuse.

Don’t make a scene. She whispered to me under her breath, staring into my deep dark eyes.

I gripped her arm pulling her over to the lockers away from the doorway of the classroom. The bell rang but I ignored it.

Tell me how to get through to you? I demanded in a firm voice, but kept my voice down.

Just stay away from me. Her stare was penetrating and she had fierceness to her tone now.

Or… I added, as though to edge her on. Why was I provoking her?

I know I was being a bit rash but I could not help it, I had to say something to her. I couldn’t just stand there and take it as I had been doing for the past month. I had to know her reasons for doing and saying what she has to me.

Threats sink and feelings drown and you being needy will not get you any closer to me. I am like the water. Dangerous if you have too much of it and I’m only asking you to stay away from me because I’m not someone you want to get close to. She warned.

Did she just say she was dangerous? Here I am a vampire, and she is talking about drowning me and being too much for me to take? I could take her in a heartbeat; fascinating and beautiful yes. Dangerous Please… Far from it

Natin just… She pleaded.

We were now both late for class standing next to the lockers staring into each other’s eyes. No. I glared at her.

She sighed, What would make you stay away from me? Was she steering towards deal making now? Nothing I responded.

Maybe moving here wasn’t the best thing for me. She looked away from me.

It was almost a threat.

Don’t disappear. My heart pounded now, I didn’t want her to go. That was the last thing I wanted. Was I really that hard to be around? Should I leave her be?

She faced me in sympathy.

Let me breathe easier and keep your distance from me or I will have to leave. She said as a threat but in a tone that was sincere.

My fist slammed into the locker next to her. A large dent appeared and I faced her hearing scattering feet from the classrooms rushing towards the door. I ran through the hallway so fast, by the time the students had peeked their heads out of the doorway where Ava stood, I was nowhere to be seen.

I cannot believe I did that in front of her. What was I thinking? I let my frustration and anger get the best of me.

She was just a girl, just a selfish girl who did not want anything to do with anyone. It was not just me, she made that very clear. She avoided any conversation as much as possible and I could not understand it. Why did she not want friends?

I guess it was back to the distance again. There is no way she was going to come near me now that she saw me punch through a locker and speed off in a blink of an eye.

Reason

A VA DID NOT show at school the next day and I felt responsible for her disappearance. I hoped she did not leave and decide not to come back. Maybe she was just feeling under the weather and would be back tomorrow.

School dragged on and I took notes for myself and for Ava as well in psychology unsure as to why. Why did I even bother to go out of my way for her when she was so reluctant to do the same for me?

I rested my head in my hand staring down at my notes thinking about her and her long black curls. Her beautiful curls that outlined her perfectly sculptured face. Her beauty overwhelmed me. Why did she have to make life so difficult for me? I could not even think straight and I was beginning to annoy the people around me outside of school. Of course, the people who I hung out with were vampires like me.

Charles was my father who lived close to me and I visited now and then. My father and I were close with one another. He was very understanding and was always there for me when I needed reassurance or someone to talk with. He was a man of great strength, muscular in build brownish short hair slicked back, his skin pale, his body average in size. He had created me centuries ago along with my sister Erica who was short with shoulder length blond hair. Her body thin in build, her skin pale as all vampires are, she was kind towards others.

I felt blessed to have a nice family but I really wanted someone to spend my days with, but that never seemed possible. I found other female vampires boring and average. I liked Ava.

Why did I like her so much?

What’s on your mind? Charles questioned me standing in the doorway of the kitchen seeing me sitting at the table