Eve:

I drove slowly past the small sign signalling that I had just entered Morganville. Nobody looked at my car, which stood out like a sore thumb, it was an old black Volkswagen beetle with large red dots covering it. I let my gaze run over the few people wandering the streets, most of them were breath taxingly beautiful and perfectly turned out. This town sure is unique.

I slowly pushed back my long curly black hair, feeling self conscious, and checked my reflection in the mirror, my large green eyes and my small button nose were staring back at me. I pulled out my lip gloss and started to apply it when a sharp jolt to my car sent my lip gloss flying out of my hands and my head into the dashboard. Everything around me went black, all I could hear were a few screams of some of the on lookers.

Shane:

Damn it! I was such an idiot, even with my fast reflexes I just couldn't miss that car. I should have been watching the road but no I was changing CD's. I could smell the blood coming from the other car, I had to get the girl out fast and home before she became a snack for anyone. Holding my breath I ran over to the car, using my unique powers to pull the car's door off and drag the girl out. She was beautiful, for a human. Her sense of style was, interesting. What caught my eye the most was the blood running down from her head, I have to get her out of here and clear up the blood before I lose my self control. If I get her back to the house maybe Michael can help, he's immune to the blood.

Somehow I had made it home and set her down on the couch in the cluttered living room. I cleaned up her wounds and quickly bleached the blood soaked cloths. No one was home yet, Claire would be at college and Michael would be out working at the coffee shop. I watched the slow rise and fall of the girl's chest and listened to the sound of her small sharp breaths. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat upright staring at me. Her eyes wide with fear.

"I come in peace. I'm Shane by the way." I said figuring she was the kind of girl to fall for that line. I was right, she smiled at me and the fear in her eyes ebbed away.

"I'm home!" Michael called slamming the front door behind him.

"Hi Michael." I said greeting him as he walked into the living room "This is.." Oh I don't know her name.

"I'm Eve." She said staring at Michael with wide eyes. Trust the chick to notice him. Michael had it all, the looks, blonde hair, he was even a musician but most of all he was a human.

"Hi Eve." He said shooting her his killer smile. The guy could pull anyone, anywhere! "What happened?" He asked turning towards me, his eyes filled with concern. Michael was always looking out for myself and Claire even though I was the immortal monster.

"We had a car accident and Eve was hurt so I brought her back here." I explained.

"Oh right, you wanna stay for dinner, Eve? Michael asked shooting me a smug glance.

"Erm, sure." Eve said sitting there biting her nails which were covered in black nail varnish.

"I better go start dinner." I said getting up from the couch and leaving Michael to flirt with the crazy chick in a tutu and neon tights.

Eve's P.O.V:

I sat around the small table with Michael to my left and Shane opposite me, sitting next to Shane was a girl called Claire, she looked the youngest of all of us. She had short brown hair and a cute looking face.

"How was work?" Claire asked Michael.

"Normal, Oliver wants me to do more shifts and I guess I could use the money. How was your day?" He asked.

"I ran into Amelie, she wants to see me tomorrow." I watched as his brows furrowed at what she said. Michael's face was going a deeper shade of red, he looked over to meet Shane's fierce gaze. Shane's face was also full of endless anger. What was I missing?

"I'll sort it out." Shane promised Claire. I could see by the way that he looked at her he cared about her a lot. Maybe they were going out?

I wasn't my normal crazy self tonight, maybe it was the concussion or that I felt like I was oblivious to something important.

"Shoot!" I cried as the butter knife sliced through my finger. Everything after that was a blur, I was vaguely aware of Shane jumping over the table and grasping my shoulders in his big strong hands. The next thing I was aware of were two sharp pricks at my neck. Fangs? Oh fantastic I've walked into a house of mentally unstable freaks! I knew I was slowly losing grip of my consciousness and reality but the pain in my neck was not subsiding and my eyesight was going.

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