Natasha's point of view:
Natasha sighed as she looked into the still darkness of her room. She was grounded on a Saturday night. What kind of parent did that? She shook her head in sheer boredom. She looked out the window to see a party going on in the distance. 'They must be having loads of fun over at that mansion' she thought to herself. She smiled and walked to her bed. She pulled a couple of her pillows under the blanket to make it look like she was sleeping. Yeah, it was kind of old school but she was hoping that it would work. She quickly got changed into a jean skirt with black leggings underneath and then a black tank top.
Natasha looked at herself in the mirror and smiled and brushed her chocolate colored hair. It went to her waist and waved all the way down. She also had piercing green eyes. She sighed as she looked around the room. She knew that it was'nt right to be sneaking out but at this very moment she did'nt really care. Natasha sighed walking over to her window. She slid it open and instantly felt the cold breeze. She grabbed her jacket and slipped it on. She quickly crawled out of the window and onto a tree limb. She then climbed down the tree and started running towards the house.
She started walking when she got down the street a little more. Natasha sighed as she finally made it to the house. She just kind of walked in, not thinking about it. There were a lot of people dancing. She walked into the main part of the room and smiled to herself. This was a pretty good party with pretty good music. She walked onto the dance floor and just kind of swayed to the music. She had taken dance lessons for pop kind of music since she was five. She had stopped at about the age of thirteen. Being seventeen and since she still danced in her room she was pretty good.
Natasha smiled to herself as she felt the rhythm of the music and started to actually dance. She felt something brush against her and turned to see a guy. He was drop dead gorgeous though! He had black spiky hair, deep blue eyes that seemed to look like pools of electricity, and he was very muscular. The only thing that she thought he did'nt have was the tan. He was snow pale and felt just as cold. "Sorry about that" he smiled at her. 'Was he talking to me' was the first thought. "That's alright" she told him and shrugged. "I'm Emen by the way" he said looking at her skeptically. There was something about him that was different than his looks. Something about the way he looked at her.
Natasha noticed she was staring at him and smiled and looked around the room before looking back at him. "I'm Natasha" she said smiling. He nodded and then looked at her. "Do you dance" he asked her. Natasha smiled to herself and nodded. "Well then. Let's dance" he said smiling a smile that she did'nt really understand. She watched as he slowly took her hand and led her father onto the dance floor and then turned back to her and started to dance with her. Natasha could smell something. It was a very intoxicating scent that she was sure was coming from him. She loved how they were so close. She smiled when he took her hand and she followed him upstairs and into a bedroom.
'Am I doing the right thing' she asked herself. "I just thought we could talk in a place more private" he said and locked the door. "I don't want some drunk people coming in here" he told her when she looked at him like he was some dangerous animal. "I think I should get going. I kind of snuck out anyways and I don't want my parents worrying" she said shrugging her apologies. "They won't miss you. I promise" he told her. He stalked towards her with a glint in her eye that she did'nt really understand. She backed up slowly and suddenly sat on the bed and looked up at him. "This won't hurt" he told her quietly. 'What have you gotten yourself into' Natasha thought to herself.
Natasha suddenly stood up. "I'm going" she said as if dismissing him. She went to walk around him but he grabbed her upper arm. "I don't think you're going anywhere" he said and pushed her back on the bed. He smiled down at her with his fangs glittering in the light. "What the heck are you" Natasha whispered, fear showing in her eyes. "You're best nightmare" he smirked to himself as he walked closer to her.