Annalisa's POV

"Oh my gosh, Hailey, I've told you before, Edward sparkles in the sun, not burns up. I swear, you read way too much Dracula for your own good." She honestly didn't get it. Edward was a wonderful, hot, amazing, caring vampire. If all guys could just use him as a model for their behavior, that would be great.

"Oh Annalisa , you just want to be with your amazing Edward." Hailee says in a sing-song voice, making fun of my perfectly normal loving of Twilight, the most amazing book series and movies ever. Plus she knows that I hate it when she used my real name. Everyone usually calls me Anna, which is a stupid name, but better than Annalisa.

"Whatever, I have to go. See ya." I roll my eyes as I say this, walking out of the room, heading towards a coffee shop that I loved, but to get to it you have to go through a shabby neighborhood. Well, not shabby, but the people there make fun of me for reading Twilight, and I was wearing a "I 3 Edward" shirt, so that probably wouldn't help. I sigh, but I have to get to that coffee shop, they have the BEST muffins that I've ever had, plus my friend works there, even if she only works on Saturdays.

I sigh glancing down the street, lit by the street lamps. I check my phone. 7:30 It read in bright white letters. I'll be able to make it to the coffee shop before it closes, and then I'll probably get a taxi home; walking alone at night creeps me out. Besides, there's all these creepy dark alleyways- like that one. I look down the unusually long alley and see something moving. Holy crap, is that –no it can't be. There's a guy there, holding someone against the wall… the guy drops him and wipes his mouth turning and staring at me. Okay, staring very creepily… and not stopping. Okay Hailey, just walk away, it's just some guy, he's not a murderer or rapist or… wait a minute… is that blood around his mouth..? What the heck? No way….

"Oh my gosh!" I yelled. This guy ran over to me quickly clasping his hand over my mouth. He looks me in the eye and whispers, "What did you see?" I just stand there, practically paralyzed. "WHAT DID YOU SEE?" He yells. I rip his hand off of my mouth and whisper-scream, "You're a VAMPIRE! OHMYGOSH!" I'm smiling so big. This is it! I'm talking to a real live vampire. Well, not alive, but still. This. Is. Awesome.

This guy looks confused. I realize that he must be wondering why I'm not all afraid and stuff.

"Oh, don't worry, I know all about you guys. Vampires that is. Don't forget to hold your breath, I don't want your vampire-y senses going crazy and you end up drinking my blood. Wouldn't want something like that happening." I paused and hugged him. "You're not as cold as I thought that you would be. Why aren't you stone cold?"

"Excuse me, but what the hell?" He asks panicked. I gasped, this guy! Trying to be all macho vampire-y. Oh, well I must just be scaring him a bit. I hug him again. He shoved me off of him.

"Hold my breath? Vampire-y senses? Stone cold? Who the heck told you all of that shi- Oh, that," He said gesturing with his hands to my shirt. "would explain it. You're just another one of those crazy 'twihards' or whatever they call them." He rolled his eyes.

"Actually I'm not crazy, I totally understand! I can't imagine how it would feel never being able to go into the sun in public."

He gave me a confused glance, "And why wouldn't I be able to?"

I laughed, "Because then people would see you sparkling, DUH." I laughed again and I heard him say, "Not one of these girls." Under his breath.