Natalie POV

He hit me before I knew it was even coming.

"Your going down demon" he whispered in my ear.

"For the last time, I'M NOT A DEMON!" I yelled, kneeing him in the groin. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Natalie Sanchez and I live in New York City. I'm the weird girl in your school who always wears black with her blonde hair never showing. I'm the one who you think could be a devil worshipper or some kind of serial killer. But I'm none of those things. I just am quiet, I like to read and I have no friends at all. Until I met him. I was walking back to my apartment in Manhattan late at night. I was arrogant and stupid then. I decided I would take a shortcut through an alley. I was walking and I heard a sound. I turned around and saw a boy. He had blonde hair like me and golden eyes. He seemed about seventeen, like me.

"What is a girl like you out so late?" He asked. I thought he was some kind of mugger or rapist. I turned around and started walking the other way.

"Hey! Don't walk away from me!" He yelled. I felt a strong hand clamp around my arm. No one has ever dared touch me. I looked into his eyes.

"Fuck off" I muttered, shaking my arm from his grasp. I continued walking away from him. All of a sudden, I felt his hand over my mouth.

"You're not going anywhere girl" He whispered in my ear as he dragged me away. I kicked and tried to scream and fought with all of my power. I wouldn't give up. He opened a door and pushed me inside, finally releasing me.

"What the hell!" I yelled, lunging for the door. Then something wrap around my ankle and pull me to the ground.

"Dang Jace, you got a good one" a girl's voice said to the blonde hared boy.

"Thanks Izzy, but she's a feisty one. You should watch out" Jace said, walking out of my viewing range. I groaned and pulled my hood farther over my head.

"Oh no you don't" Izzy said, grabbing my hood and pulling it back down, revealing my hair. Izzy and Jace gasped. I seized my millisecond of an opportunity. I jumped up and ran for the door. I opened it and ran outside. I was running as fast as I could.

"Hey! Stop!" Izzy yelled. I ran faster though I don't know how I did. In a matter of minutes, I reached my apartment. I opened up the door and ran inside. Once the door was closed and locked, I walked over to the couch and collapsed. I was utterly exhausted.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" My step-father screamed as he walked in the room.

"Out" I simply said. My step-father was a smelly jerk. I hated him and so did my mom, before she committed suicide.

"Out where?" He asked.

"Getting mugged" I said.

"Don't play with me kid, I could break you in an instant" he said. I stood up. I was at least half an inch taller than him. Even if I was only 5' 2".

"Try me" I said. He balled his fist and almost punched me. But easily avoided it. I then kneed him in the groin (it's my signature move) and as he was doubled over in pain, I punched him in the face. After he was on the ground, I ran into my room and grabbed a backpack. I grabbed all of my stuff and shoved it in. It would have been light if I hadn't packed my laptop. I still don't know how I convinced my step-dad, John, to buy it for me. I then walked out of my room; backpack on my shoulder and out the front door. To find a pack of angry vampires waiting for me.

"Oh come on!"

Hey guys! I hope you like this one! I knew that since we finished Nikki Jordan, I thought I should start up Natalie Sanchez! I don't really know what the title should be yet, so review and help me!- D