''Where are you going, Claire?' Shane asked as she rushed downstairs, flinging her bag over her shoulder and stuffed in her mouth the remaining of the chilli Shane had made the day before.

''School,' she replied awkwardly, her mouth still filled with food.

''But it's a Saturday…'Shane said confused.

''Extra tuition''

''You need extra tuition?''

''It's harder stuff, Shane.''

''And you have to learn this stuff at' he paused for a moment, checking his watch,' five thirty in the evening?'

'' Jeeze get off my case,' she snapped lightly, partly because she was tired, and partly because they had just broken up, and he refused to give her her own life. Shane held his hands up in the air as if he was being shot at,' Fine, fine. Note to self, don't piss off Claire,' he mumbled, still getting over the break-up, as he disappeared to the living-room. Claire rolled her eyes and grabbed her coat, ''Michael?' she called.

''He's behind you!' a familiar voice drifted through the air.

''Hey, Michael. You ready?'' Claire asked, turning around to face him.

''Yup. Ready and raring to go. Come on,' he said, opening the door. He walked through the shadows to the car, with the heavily tinted windows and hopped in, shortly followed by Claire.

''I'll be in soon when the sun goes down,' Michael said as he pulled up outside the dark alley way.

''Sure, thanks,' Claire said getting out and made her way down. She took the opened portal and saw a youngish man sitting at the table, his head down and looking at a book, his longish curly dark hair pushed out of his face with his hand.

'' You are four minutes late, Claire. You do understand how I find this unacceptable with my…Condition?' he finished, looking up to her, his gaze making her slightly uncomfortable. Claire nodded, shifting her weight.

''I'm sorry, it's just I forgot to set my al-''

''I don't want to hear any excuses. We need to begin. Did you read the books I gave you?'He asked getting up from the desk and searched for his own copy. His skin was pale against the dim light, a feature of him obviously being a vampire.

''Yeah, I have them here. I was reading about how the c-''

''We are doing something else today.''

''What?''

''What context of something different do you not understand?'' Myrnin asked, turning and facing her.

''No I know, I was just surprised. That's all,' She said softly.

''Good, then. We don't have much time. Have you made any more of the crystals?''

''Yes, I have them here,' she replied, rummaging through her bag she set down on the floor, and handed him over the container of pinkish coloured crystals. Myrnin took the container and took a pinch of the crystals and ate them. He quickly put the lid back on and gave her the container again. He waited as Claire returned the crystals back to her bag. She straightened up and jumped as he was very close to her, only about two feet away.

''Um, Myrnin?' Claire asked, slightly nervous.

''I'm still here, Claire,' he answered a silent question.

''Right so, um, are we going to continue with the lesson or…'she didn't finish, as Myrnin stepped right up close to her, and took her in his arms, tilting her head to the side, grabbing her hair lightly. Her heart pounded against her chest, ''W-what are you doing!' she exclaimed quietly.

''You smell delicious,'' Myrnin said his eyes looking like she was something to eat- which, technically, she was.

''D-don't do t-this, Myrnin. Please,' she begged, closing her eyes tight, hoping it was a dream and that it couldn't be happening.

Myrnin didn't say anything, his lips curling back slightly, and the corners of his mouth quirked up ever so slightly into a small smile, as he lowered his head down to hers.