They say that love isn't easy, but I don't think I really understood that until last summer…

My name is Bailey and I live in Santa Carla, California, also known as the murder capital of the world. I was walking down the boardwalk to separate myself from the guys for while before I had to stay cooped up in the cave with them all day. I heard some crappy music playing in the back ground, probably from one of the nightly concerts during the summer, so I put my headphones in my ears and turned on Turn It Off by Paramore. All of the sudden somebody ran right into me and I fell over. "Assholes!" I shouted as a dark haired boy and a boy with lighter hair ran past me. They stopped and the light haired one said something to the dark haired guy and ran back to me. "Sorry for knocking you over, my brother was in a hurry chasing some girl." I was surprised; because most people knew I was with the guys and didn't talk to me for fear of being beaten senseless, this kid must be knew around here. "I'm Sam and that was my brother Michael." "I'm Bailey and you must be new around here." He gave me a strange looked and said," Yeah, how did you know?" Well for starters you actually talked to and acknowledged me, I thought. "Lucky guess." I heard motorcycles rev in the distance and I knew that David was coming to look for me. I made the quick decision to get as far away from Sam as possible. "Well I gotta go," I lied. "Well I hope to see you around Bailey," Sam said. "Maybe," I smiled at him. As I was walking away I hoped that I would see him again too. "Bailey, we told you to stay close," David scolded "I was just walking around," I protested. "Whatever, we just don't want you to get hurt since you absolutely refuse to become even a half-vampire," Dwayne stated. "Okay whatever let's just go home," I yawned. I got on the back of Marko's bike and we rode to the cave. When we got there I saw Michael sitting with the guys. Oh shit. This cannot be happening. "What's he doing here?!" I demanded. "Dinner guest!" Paul shouted. "Go get food Marko," David ordered. I have to save Sam's brother somehow. "Oh, look at the time! Shouldn't you be going Michael?" I questioned. "The time? What time is it?" He asked. "About 12:45," I said. SHIT, I HAVE TO GO MYMOM IS GONNA KILL ME!" he yelled as he ran out. All of the guys glared at me but the only one I were worried about was David who looked at me murderously.