If you do read this then you must know what it's like to painlessly wait for a guy to notice you and urge human touch to understand this. Each day I wait and wait for a boyfriend. I wonders if there's anything wrong with me, but I know deep down that I'm just nice and shy. If you don't know this feeling stop, because you can't criticize something that you don't understand. If you do I will try my best to relate to you.

My adventure starts in high school at sixteen. I was practically a ghost roaming the filled hallways. No amount of homework could conquer my brain. Partly because I occasionally turned on the telly just for the comedies. Drama's always had relationships, so I wouldn't understand something I hadn't had. If I did have one or was in one all that would matter top me would to be with them. I would be fully committed, meaning that I would always take time for them.

The other reason I did homework was because it distracted me from my no-boyfriend life. If I did think about relationships my whole body would turn, I would take deep breaths, and break into tears.

All the boys in my class thought I was pathetic. If you hadn't even been liked or kissed you would automatically be a waste of time. No boy would go after you unless you were ridiculously pretty, meaning big toshies and milkshakes. Looks matter so much that boys wouldn't care if you were stupid.

Nothing changed, no boys caught my attention because the were all pretty boys, until a boy sat at my table during lunch. As I searched his face I recognized this boy. Rumors spread that he was the most boring person that you could go on a date with. If we went out we would be ghosts together, I would be fine with that.

I payed my full attention to him, he had short brown hair. His eyes looked a bit Asian on the outside, but inside they were hazel. He had a green vest over his white long shirt. His shorts looked tight in pale blue.

"Hi, my name's Jacob," he said shyly.

"I know who you are, I'm Mystery." I said. My mother named me that because she couldn't find a name for me. Sometimes I do act like a mystery, randomly speaking in class, never expressing myself – only in sports. No one could figure out why I was so fit. If anyone spoke to me I would give them a short answer.

Yes, I've heard." If you were boring or a ghost like me and Jacob you could overhear people talk about other people without being noticed. "I was wondering if maybe we could go out." My eyes widened as I bit my bottom lip. The boring kid had just asked me out. I remained frozen, no voices entered my ears. It was if everyone fell silent as they overheard his question but their lips still moved. Maybe it was that I found Jacob really cute, or that I heard never heard this phrase been spoken to me. Sue, I had been asked by a guy if I thought he was cute, but he had to ruin it by laughing as if it were a joke, so I had to say no. I had been interested in pretty boys, but that was before I learned they were all out of my league. I had stopped myself from liking something that I would never get. "Mystery?" Jacobs voice was the first out of many that continued as normal.

"Hm-mm?" I hummed.

"Your supposed to answer." I blinked continuously to check if this was a dream, then kept them closed tightly. As I opened my eyelids I smiled.

"Yes I would like to go out with you." I kept my excitement inside my stomach that tickled me for desperately wanting to come out. Jacob let out a sigh of relief. "But, can we go to my place instead of going out?"

"Sure if you want." I hope that he doesn't let me make all of the decisions, otherwise I'm dating a doormat. Someone could insult me right in his face ans he wouldn't either care or do anything about it.

I may be a bit shy and insecure, but if anyone insults me or anyone that I care about I will make them regret it. If anyone insults me I will say 'thank you' because at least they were showing their honest opinion about me in my face. Yes, I would basically be insulting myself but at least that's not what they would expect and keep their mouths shut. But if anyone insults people that I care about I will be prepared to go violent after I say 'your wrong'.

My neighbor Joey from across the road interrupted my walk on the way home.

"How was school?" he always checks up on me. He invited me to a party once, we didn't kiss in 'seven minutes of heaven', we just smiled at each other awkwardly. All we played at the party was silly games because only ten people showed. We both go to different schools so it's not really awkward. He occasionally comes over so he's like a cousin. I wouldn't try to go out with him seeing as he went out with my sister that goes to the same school as him.

"Oh the usual, plus I have a date tonight." I said calmly even though I'm still bursting with excitement.

"Oh, that's good." his gigantic smile turned normal.

"Yeah, it's my first. Wish me luck." I walked to my house.

"I'll ask god!" Joey's a Christian just in case you didn't get that. His wavy blonde hair makes me want to brush it, he doesn't even have a comb yet it's clean.

My sister read magazines while listening to Cold play on her stereo. I knocked on her open door twice.

"What do ya want?" My sister didn't bother looking up.

"Can you go out tonight?" I asked. My sister looked up shocked.

"Why?"

"I have a date coming over." I looked elsewhere.

"Sure you are." She looked back at her magazine.

"I'm serious," I stared in her eyes seriously. She paused before she put her magazine down.

"I will on one condition." I bit my lip, she was always doing this.

"I'll pay you I promise."

"No, no, not that. Give me all of your movie vouchers." I worked at the movies and got given free vouchers. I use them when I feel really sad, it's a good place to cry. Also because the movies warmness comforts me. She must want them so I can't go to the movies with Jacob.

"Fine, were spending our date here."

"That's a genius idea," she rolled her eyes.

"He's not like that."

"OK, then he must be the most boring person ever." I looked at the ground because I didn't know if he was or not. "Wait, is this Jacob Nymph?"

"Just get out by seven." I grabbed all of my movie vouches out of my bag then threw them all on her bed. I wanted an hour of preparation. First I had to get out of my pink jersey and grey sweat pants. I dressed in my best jeans with a purple top that had a white headset on it. Twenty for a shower, five to shave, fifteen for my hair and accessories, ten to tidy the house, and the rest for repairing snacks. My mum and dad always go out on Wednesdays, it's mainly to get away from me and Kora. I made faces in the mirror next to the floor as I waited for the doorbell to ring.

Instead, Jacob knocked twice on the door. My expectations droppedas I sorethat Jacob had a brown knitted sweater with shorts that had a navy blue and black pattern on it. This must not be very important to hi, but it is for me.

"I brought a dvd." Jacob held out the notebook, at least he tried. But if you think about it this is just like going to the movies, he doesn't need to look at me for an hour. I smiled as nice as I could but it felt like acting.

I stayed quiet as I ate some popcorn, but I didn't really watch the movie. All I was really focusing on and wanted was my first kiss. I gave up on using the popcorn so we would touch hands and tried staring at Jacob's eyes and lips. Look at me, look at me, I chanted in my mind. But all Jacob did was smile awkwardly. My hands reached for the remote to turn the telly off.

"Can we talk?" I said. Jacob nodded turning his attention to me. "I, uh, work at the cinema. What about you?"

"Don't work," Jacob replied.

"OK, um I'm just going to – I'll be back." I couldn't exactly say that I was going to the bathroom, that doesn't lighten up the mood as far as I'm concerned. I just had to phone Kora, I was panicking. How was I supposed to know if Jacob wanted to kiss me or not? When would be the right time?

"Hello," Kora answered.

"Help me, how do I kiss?" I asked.

"It's gonna cost ya."

"What do you want?"

"Your purple dress."

"But that's expensive and my best dress." Next time I shouldn't ask her.

"I know that." I could almost feel her grin.

"You know what, fine don't be my sis. Get stuffed!" I hung up. This was really important to me, I needed her help. Kora got like this as soon as I gave her money to keep a secret when I was nine. My secret had blown Kora's helping into greediness.

I breathed in deep breaths as I want out to the dark living room. I thought it would be more romantic if the lights were off. But as I opened the door four other teenagers sat on the couches waiting for me. One guy in glasses and brown curly hair was holding Jacob with his hand over Jacobs mouth. Two of the girls ran to me when they spotted me. I closed the door but somehow they pushed the door open. The blonde goth girl pulled me back into the living room then threw me on the floor next to the coffee table with lots of strength. The brunette slammed the door behind us with a smile. The other guy who was staring at with with lust eyes had short black hair. They all had black clothes on which made me scared. I'm going to die. First I have a date that doesn't seem interested, now people have broken into my house. Some first date.

"I'd thought you'd like to know that my name's Jason." The guy with the black hair said. "He's Hamish," the guy with the glasses nodded his head.

"I'm Holly, she's Lily." the blonde said.

"Just thought you'd like to know who's goin' to kill you. Now come here." Jason demands but I shake my head. Jason pulled my hair as I pulled away screaming and fighting the pain surging in my head. I gasped repeatedly as I was on Jason's lap.

Suddenly, two sharp things inserted into my throat. It was a never ending sting from a bee. I screamed as loud as I could as blood escaped my throat into Jason's mouth. This must mean that... it can't be... these guys are vampires!

I stopped screaming as soon as I realized there was no hope. My vision started to blur, I felt weaker and weaker. My hand felt Jason's prickly chin that I smiled at. A little hair on the chin I always found incredibly sexy. Jason stopped draining my neck as felt the features of his face. Jason lifted me up so I was facing him. My vision was still blurry as I lightly opened and closed my eye lids. Jason is actually pretty good looking. I know that he's attacking me, but at least he looks OK and about a year older than me.

Maybe it was the heat of the moment or Jason was really cute and I hadn't been kissed, but somehow I found my lips leaning into his. A while ago I had been scared out of my mind, but now I found myself enjoying my first kiss. The kiss gave me a new found energy and my vision back. The moment that we separate is the moment that I'm begging for more. My eyes are shut so I can't see his expression, but I still wanted more.

"How was it?" Jason whispered. Dizziness contaminated my head, but I could still smile and nod. "Joey said you haven't been kissed." My eyes widened.

"We've been spying on you." Holly said.

"Why would you do that?" I asked quietly.

"You smell nice, you walk home alone, no one really notices you."

"I'm the perfect victim." My eyes rested again as I moved my hand up and down Jason's lap. I wanted to be taken advantage of, all my life I wanted this compassionate feeling. I wouldn't care if I died now, no one really cares about me. "I want it."

Maybe it was that I wanted to show Jacob what he could have had, or maybe it was just that I wanted to experience everything on the night that I die.

Jason scooped me up by my toshie as we kissed, shutted my bedroom door, then lay on top of me on my bed. Jason started to suck my neck until he longed blood. Half of the time we were kissing I could taste my own blood.

I tried to remain focused on what was happening to me, but my vision made it all look like just an allusion. Jason could see what was happening to me as he shaked my shoulders. Jason sliced his wrist with his fangs then putted his bloody wrist against my lips. I knew what I had to do to survive, I had to suck his blood now. I wanted to die, but not like this.

Drinking vampire blood is like drinking all of your favourite foods and drinks mixed together, it's your only energy source. When I regained full consciousness Jason putted his hand on the bed leaning over me.

"What age are you Mystery?" Jason asked.

"Sixteen," I replied. Jason sighed then lept off the bed.

"When's your next birthday?"

"In four months, why?"

"I just want you to be a little more older."

"What's wrong with my age now?"

"Nothing. Come on, I want to experiment something." Jason held out his hand. Jason pulled my hand lightly as we went into the living room.