Hey, guys. Here is my first Night World FF ever. I hope you guys like it. Please tell me what you think. If you guys have ever read Vampire Academy and are Adrian/Rose fans . . . I have a lot of those stories so you can go check them out as well. Anyways, I hope you guys like it.

I don't own Night World! I love the series and the author!

Keller, Mary-Lynette, Rashael, Illiana, and Jez were all in Illiana's room for the usual day-before school sleepover. All their dads, together they owned a company that dealt with computer software; the dad's had decided to move the company to California. They were excited about their new school and because they were all seniors this year. Senior year was all about having fun, or at least that's what they had been told.

"I hope there are cute guys there!" Illiana squealed.

"There are over a billion guys in this world, odds are one cute guy is bound to find his way towards you." Mary-Lynette put in nicely.

Illiana looked around at each of their faces. "Why is it always me worrying about guys? If there is something you guys want to tell me, then tell me."

Keller knew what Illiana was trying to imply. "I'm straight as a ruler . . ." Keller said. "I don't know about the rest of you."

"Boys are jerks, snotty, and nasty. Who would be attracted to that?" Jez said in her usual sarcastic way. "What's the whole point of a relationship anyway? You're just going to get hurt in the end."

"It doesn't always have to be that way . . ." Illiana said.

"Girls," Illiana's mother said from the doorway. "It's almost midnight. Lights out."

It was when they were all under the covers that Illiana repeated, "It doesn't always have to be the way, Jez, you just see . . ."

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It was a hassle trying to get ready in the morning. All girls crowded in front of the mirror. The girls may have bi-polar attitudes, but they were quite the fashion divas—all in their unique way. Illiana had pulled her hair into a loose bun and she was dressed in a pink blouse and gray pencil skirt. Mary-Lynette curled her hair and was dressed in a brown dress and of course her cowgirl boot as shoes. Rashael and her twin sister, Keller, both had their black hair straight. Keller wore black shorts, black tunic, and her black boots. Rashael wore a tunic completely different from the one Keller wore, a belt closed around her waist; she was the only one who dared to wear high heels. Jez had put her brilliant red hair into a high pony tail (only because Illiana had suggested it) and she wore a black dress, (again Illiana's suggestion) the kind you would see on someone who worked in an office, but unlike other people, Jez could rock with all those curves she had. Illiana had also made her wear heels.

"I look ridiculous." Jez said.

It was a crime even to say that because the truth was the complete opposite of what she had said.

"You look hot and dangerous. Every male is going to crave those long legs."

"Still ridiculous . . ." Jez muttered.

They ignored her and walked out the door. Mary-Lynette wanted to take her "baby" to school so she walked across the street to get her trick, her "baby." Illiana followed Mary-Lynette and the rest of the girls piled up in Keller's Mercedes Benz. With nothing else to do, they headed off towards school.

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Rashael's heels clicked as she walked through the empty hallway of her school. She was trying to find her next classroom but she was having no luck. She had already been through this hallway and she hadn't found her class. It was getting frustrating for her. She pulled out her phone to txt one of her friends but someone talking stopped her.

"Hey, cutie. You seem lost. Can I help you?"

Rashael turned around and almost bumped into the boy in front of her. He was about the same height as she was. He had the darkest eyes she had ever seen and the most . . . interesting. He wore a half-smile on his face. She lost her footing but before she could fall, he grabbed her arm and straightened her out.

"Baby, you all right?"

She brushed his arm off and said. "Call me 'baby' one more time and my fist will happily be in your face."

"Feisty one, mmmm. I love 'em like that." He winked. "Need help finding your class. What is it?"

"Foreign language. Mr. Schuh."

"Follow me."

Rashael followed, trying to keep distance. But he wasn't going there. He seemed to want to get closer to. "I'm John Quinn. Everyone calls me Quinn, though."

"Rashael." She said.

"Such a pretty name for such a pretty lady."

Surprisingly, she found herself smiling.

"Well, here is your class."

She grabbed the door knob and before she opened it, he said, "Nice to meet you, Rashael. Hope to see you soon." He grabbed her hand and kissed it. No boy had ever done that before. She waved at him and went inside, her heart feeling like it was going to come out of her chest.

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Jez looked around to see if any was coming as she slipped out of the classroom, which was extremely boring. She stealthily walked away. She walked towards the back parking lot where lots of trees and benches were. She could hide there.

She sat down on a bench and was surprised when she noticed a Harley parked twenty feet away from her. A boy was laying on the Harley and was smiling at her. He had the sloppiest mane of black curls, yet it made him look extra sexy. He had the brightest emerald green eyes. He looked mischievous and sexy, a combination of both.

"Cutting class?"

"Yeah, school has never been my most favorite thing."

He chuckled. "Same here."

Jez liked him at once. He was too easy going. And that was nice.

"I'm Jez."

He nodded. "I know." She raised an eyebrow. "My dad works for your dad. I'm Morgead, by the way."

She smiled and he stood up.

"You want to go for a ride? Don't think I'm a creep. It's just a ride."

She walked closer to him. "I've dealt with creeps before." He started his motorcycle and it roared to life. She hopped in behind him. She put her hands lightly on his waist.

"You're gonna have to hold on tighter. This is going to be one hell of a ride."

She held on tighter surprised at the tingly feeling she was experiencing. She had never felt that before. What was happening? In that moment, she didn't care.

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Keller laughed at what Illiana had said. She really wasn't paying attention to anything, when a guy bumped into her and made her drop her purse. She was getting ready for a fight but the beauty of the person stopped her. He had golden hair that seemed lighter in the sun. Eyes that were caught between gold and green and beautiful long lashes that framed them.

Keller hadn't realized she had knocked Illiana down until he was helping her up.

"Are you all right?" he was picking up Keller's stuff while he asked. He did everything gracefully. Everything about him was graceful and . . . beautiful.

"I'm fine." Illiana said, a little dazed.

He handed Keller her stuff. All she could do was stare. "I am sorry. I didn't notice where I was going. Are you alright?"

Keller couldn't speak. She felt her face flush. "Uhh . . . yeah. Yeah, I'm good. And it's Keller."

He smiled. "I'm Galen. Are you new? Haven't seen you around before."

"We just moved her from Chicago." Illiana spoke for her. He gave Illiana a node, but he made it clear that it was Keller who he wanted to talk to.

"Listen, I know this is unusual, but do you want to go out Saturday night?"

Keller heard Illiana gasp. She was not so far from gasping herself. She looked at him. She looked at Illiana. Illiana was giving her the look. She smiled at him. "Yes, do you want my number?"

They exchanged numbers. He was smiling as he left.

Keller turned on Illiana. "Why did you make me say yes?"

"Aww . . . he was soo cute!"

"You don't think I don't know that?" Keller wasn't mad, she was excited. Maybe Illiana's words from last night were right. "It doesn't always have to be that way."

Somehow, Keller found herself smiling.

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"Mom! Honestly, why do you have to take my truck? Can't you take Marks?" Mary-Lynette was very upset. Her mother and father were going camping with some friends and they wanted to take her truck.

"Sweetheart, it's for the weekend only."

She sighed. "Okay. Got to go. Love you, mom."

"Love you, too, baby."

She hung up the phone and noticed the boy that had been nice to her all throughout the day sitting down, quite relaxed under a tree.

Mary-Lynette walked up to him. She wanted to talk to him again. But, he—Ash was his name—probably had enough of her already. She quietly turned back to her parked truck.

"No, no. Where do you think you're going? Come back."

His sunglasses were polarized so she hadn't known if he saw her or not.

"Oh, gosh, Hi, Ash."

He slipped off his shades. "Your accent is quite cute, like you are."

"Thanks."

He patted the spot next to him. "Why don't you sit down?"

She wanted to. Really bad. But she had to get home. "Sorry. I have to get home."

"Are you seriously going to leave me all alone? What if some creeper comes?"

Mary-Lynette chuckled. "I'm sure you can handle him."

He stood up. "I know this is a weird favor to ask, but can you give me a ride home? My brother took the car. And honestly, I don't know what time he's going to come back for me."

"Yeah, sure."

On the way home, he kept up a constant stream of flirty comments. He also kept Mary-Lynette blushing. But it turned out they had a lot in common. He liked country music. There were few guys in this world that liked country music. She was surprised when he said to turn left on the street she lived on.

"You live here?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Oh, God. I live on this street as well."

"Where?"

"The house with the brown stucco, with the palm tree in front."

"Whoa. Do you realize you're my next door neighbor?" He asked. "Awesome. I got a really pretty girl as my neighbor!" Mary-Lynette blushed.

"All right. So here is our stop." They both got out of the truck.

She waved at him.

"So see you in school." She walked towards her doorway. "By the way, you look really cute today." When she turned back around, he had a sweet smile on his face. She smiled back and went inside, feeling like she owned the world.

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