As I watched her for the umpteenth night in a row, I decided that now was the time.
I slipped soundlessly I through her open window to stand by her bed. As I grazed her arm with my icy fingers, she did not flinch or stir. Instead, without warning, she turned to grab my arm.
"I've been waiting for you," she whispered.
Recovering from my slight shock immediately, I said, "Let's go."
"Leave so I can change first."
I did as was requested, and scaled down the tree of which I'd been perched earlier.
I waited patiently as she changed, I could barely hear her above. She was surprisingly lithe. For a human. I watched the back door expecting her to appear there, but instead heard a soft hiss from above.
"Catch me," was all the warning she gave before jumping.
I set her gently on the ground. As she righted herself I was slightly taken aback. She was beautiful. But not the tall, blonde, ditzy, type-cast beautiful. An irregular, almost awkward sort of beautiful.
Her dark brown - almost black - hair framed her delicate face. The way her ruby lips Contrasted on her porcelain skin was almost… dare I say it… vampire-like. Yet one thing was off. Her eyes, never had I seen such brilliant green eyes. So hopeful and full of life. Yet seemingly sly and perceptive. So different than the black or crimson of a Vampires.
She danced away in the moonlight, humming an unrecognizable tune. Completely unaware of her own beauty. Only then did I realize what she was wearing. A black dress, torn up and vintage. Clearly passed on from a past generation, and reserved for a special occasion.
I hoped to god she realized soon that this was not the occasion she had so obviously hoped for.
She wanted to be one of us. To be graceful and exotic. Poetry in motion. Looked up to, but always from a distance, for people were wary to get too close. I knew she must admire what she thought of as a blessing. She yearned to be immortal, dreamed about becoming a stalker of the night, and trickster by day. How she had figured out what I was, I had no clue. Little girl must have done her research. Unfortunately for her, research could not save her now.