A/N: Hello one and all! This is a new story that I just happened to think of, so I hope you enjoy. Please forgive me for abandoning you this past summer... I apologize sincerely.
Emma's POV
I sighed. This was going to be a long day. I was the new girl. Again. And like every other time, I have this big secret that I can't tell anyone. So I can never really truly get close to someone. Sad, isn't it?
"Well time to go." I told myself as I looked in my mirror. I was wearing camo jean shorts, a tight t-shirt with a Yankee symbol on the front, and a pair of converse sneakers. My hair was down at shoulder length brown hair with blond, blue, and pink highlights.
I headed down the stairs and out the door, grabbing a bottle of water and a banana on the way past the kitchen. I hopped onto my bike and put my helmet on. My motorcycle (bike) was black with silver flames.
I started it and it roared to life. Sputtered and then died.
"Shit." I muttered to myself. I heard someone coming down the sidewalk on rollerblades or skates or something. I didn't bother to turn around. I heard whoever it was stop.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be at school?" He called.
I stood up and turned around. "You know, why don't you just go and shove it--"I actually looked at the guy and it had to be him. "C.J.? Cole Jenkins?" I barely heard myself whisper. I knew he heard me, even at the end of the driveway. "You don't look happy to see me….." He smirked.
C.J. was your average skater boy. He had Shaggy black hair, big brown eyes, and a smile that would take your breath away. It was my favorite smile. I hadn't seen him smile since that night. He was wearing casual jeans and a t-shirt. He was just standing there with his skateboard on the ground beside him.
"Didn't you used to have a car?" I choked out.
"Yeah but I got a new one and it's at home right now. It's out of gas." I nodded. Still trying to retrieve my breath. I turned back around to examine my bike. When I glanced back up, he was standing behind me. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I shivered. He wrapped his arms around me and I immediately shrugged him off.
I turned around and he was gone.
"Oh screw it." I said under my breath and took off at a jog towards the school.
I arrived in my first period class just as the bell rang. I sat down in an empty seat. There was an empty seat next to me, so I didn't pay any attention when he sat down. The teacher, Mr. Myers stood up from
his desk and said, "Well class welcome back, I hope you all had a good summer. Today is a special day. We have a new student among us. Emma would you please come up and share some things about you?" I sighed and slowly stood up. I looked around the room and everyone was staring at me. I looked to my right and there he was, looking smug, like he did something I was going to kill him for later.
I slowly walked up to the front of the room, I felt everyone staring at me, burning holes into my back. I turned around at the front of the room to face the class. I slowly cleared my throat and said, "I'm Emma. I play soccer, and softball." I moved forward to start back to my seat, when C.J. raised his hand in that polite school-boy way he does.
"Yes C.J.?" Mr. Meyers asked.
"I have a question for Emily." He said, messing my name up on purpose.
"Actually it's Emma. What's your question?" I said with a little more attitude.
"Where are you from? Are you single?" He asked politely.
I took a deep breath. "I'm from Chicago, and no, I'm seeing someone right now." I lied smoothly. I heard some of the guys sigh. I mean, I was in Malibu, so it's not like I was about to tell the truth. C.J. nodded, knowing all too well that I was lying. I sighed, and walked back to my desk and sat down. There was a little slip of paper sitting on my desk. I slowly opened it and it read:
Hey, I have to talk to you. Meet me in our spot.
I looked over to stare at him, and he was gone. He had a thing of doing that. He was there, and then he was gone.
I sat through the rest of class, and wondered where he went. Then I heard the teacher say blood. That word is the utmost revolting word ever created. Of course I needed it to survive, but still. Finally class ended and I stood up and walked out the door. It was pretty much the same for all of the classes I had that day. Finally the last bell rang, but still no sign of C.J. Maybe he went hunting. I wasn't sure. But I would meet him in our spot like I promised.
I went home and changed into sweats and a long-sleeved shirt. It still amazed me how almost anything looked well on me. I went outside, and it was lightly raining. I took off at a jog towards our spot.
I arrived there quickly seeing as I had super speed. Our spot had always been a hot spring up high in the mountains. No human being could possibly get there. I looked around. It was empty. I decided since no one was there I would go for a swim. In Malibu, you always wore a swimsuit. I pulled off my shirt and pants, to reveal a green and pink bikini. I stretched. It felt good to stretch.
C.J.'s POV
I arrived at the hot spring just in time to see Emma come through the trees. She looked around. She was probably looking for me. Suddenly she walked over to the hot spring and pulled her shirt and pants off.
Even in the rain she was absolutely amazing. I saw her slowly lower herself into the water. I stared at her for what seemed like hours when it was only seconds. I walked out of the trees.
"I'm so glad you came." I said in that most innocent voice I could.
A/N: Cliffhanger!! Wahahahahahaha!!