AN: Hi everyone! I am the original anther of Visitor. I made an account as you can see!! I will be posting the rest of this story. If you want to read it from the start (I advise it if this is the first time you read it) pleas go to lovetwilight500 profile the first few chapters will be there. I don't own twilight the wonderful Stephenie Meyer does.

Previously…

"Yes" he said.

Did I say that out loud? No I didn't. He's beautiful, hansom, snow white and reads minds?

Chapter 3

Lucky me, I know how to dream.

"This is no dream of yours" he whispered sitting on the floor.

Not a dream, then what reality? No, definitely not.

"Yes, I am as real as you are, just not human…" he said with a big sigh.

"Not human, t… t…than what are you?"

"Try to guess, I drink human blood" he said very soft and slowly.

Immediately the word 'vampire' springs to my mind, repeating over and over.

"Yes… I am a vampire" he said to my thoughts.

"How… but…huh?" I couldn't find words to ask the question.

"Sleep well… Lindy" he said.

He was gone, again in such a fast movement I can't see where he went. Surprisingly I'm not scared of the fact that a vampire was in my room just a second ago.

The next day I woke to the smell of eggs, breakfast? I slept so long. I checked the clock, 8 am. I stood up, got dressed, walked to the kitchen for some coffee. Something as cold as ice was under my left foot. I froze. Got myself together, remembering the night before. I took a step back. Where he sat… ice cold.

"Freaky" speaking to myself.

"Morning, mom… dad" I said walking into the kitchen.

"Morning sleeping beauty, slept well?" mom asked.

"Yes, mom and you?"

"Like a baby" she answered stirring the pan of eggs.

Breakfast went swimmingly. The day had nothing planed, just being lazy. The night was fun; we went to visit my aunt Melina. We slept there. When we got there my aunt told me her daughter is at a camp, so I was left to look after my ants dogs. Why I don't know… (AN: She had to do something boring! :))

"Lindy it's almost break! Can you believe it!?" Jess told me at school the next day.

"I know that, you told me already almost a thousand times!" I said sounding almost irritated.

"So! What are you going to do all the time?"

"I don't know, reading maybe" I answered her question.

"O… so you don't have any plans for next week?" I knew it, I just knew it!

"No, why?" I said already knowing what her point was.

"O, I don't know… maybe you want to go to a party with me and Harry?"

"Who's Harry? What happened to Justin?"

She got a new guy… not something new.

"Justin is lame, so I improvised" her improvise – dump and get a new one.

"No, sorry… I have an English project to do" I made a excuse.

"What project?" she never listens to homework.

"Miss Smith gave us an essay of our favorite fantasy creature"

"Ok, see you after break" she said and went home.

Break is so boring. I never go out, but I don't mind if I have a book to read. When I got home mom was gone and left a letter for me:

Dear Lindy

I am going to the grocery store for some stuff. Be save and don't open the door to strangers!!

Love mom xx

She always cares too much. It got late and mom is back, dad came home from work and I have nothing to do.

After diner I went to bed. Reading an old book I found. I noticed the time.

"12 pm! Guess I lost track of time" I said to myself.

I stood up and went to the bathroom, when I was done cleaning myself up I went to my room. When I got there… he was there!!

Sitting quietly on my bed cross-legged, smiling. I kept staring wide eyed at him, frozen in place.

"What do you want?" I asked him sounding hysteric, but not scared.

His smile grow wider, showing his teeth and went to sit on the floor. I started walking a long way around him to sit on my bed. The rest of the night went on… but he just kept staring at me. Every now and then he stiffened and his eyes goes black, just when the black goes over his irises, it retunes to crimson. I stared at him and he stared at me. After a while of this I had a funny thought, well funny to him.

'I wonder if he's thirsty.'

He pulled up the corner of his mouth fighting a laugh.

I must have fallen asleep because dim sunlight seeped thru my bedroom window. The day dragged on to long for my taste. I couldn't stop thinking of him, his eyes, his lips, his beautiful face, of my Anthony… Ah!!! Hear yourself girl! He's not yours! Aaaa… but I wouldn't mind of him being mine…

I was helping my mom when the phone rang. I ran to get the call.

"Mom! Gram is on the phone for you!" I shouted from the living room.

"Coming!" she replied.

I got back to work washing the floor in the pantry, when mom came in.

"Hon, we are going to Gram's house for the weekend. Are you going to be fine here or do you want to come with us?"

"No! I am fine, it isn't to far from Gram's to walk if I want to come, go and tell her I said Hi,

ok?" I quickly replied.

"Ok, go and take a nice long bath for all you hard work"

I took my mom's advise an took the bath. When I was finished I went to the kitchen. The house was empty. They already left.

"Whole house to myself" I sighed in a boring way.

It 9pm and I am still reading. He came but was just staring at me, sitting on the same spot in the floor. His eyes went less and less black. I have fallen asleep, again…

I went to get myself some breakfast the next morning. I wasn't interested in doing anything specific today so I read my book till 7pm. I stood up and got ready for bed. He came so no ones surprise. He just kept staring, again…

This time I kept my head busy, analyzing everything about him. But when I caught myself I wasn't analyzing, I was drooling over him. His uniquely colored, black hair had a reddish bronze tint that almost looked like highlights, and so beautiful. His lips are just the right shape. I never seemed to notice but he was smiling the whole time. I blushed immediately remembering that he can read my mind.

"Don't be shy…" he said.

I blushed some more. He stood up to my surprise and came to sit next to me. He is staring strait into my eyes, hopefully not hearing how my heart is pounding in my chest.

"Your eyes… they are… beautiful" I spoke without thinking. He raised his hand to touch my cheek, our eyes locked. He froze inches away from me. His eyes went black even the eyeball itself, he made a struggling sound and was gone.

AN: So… did you like? Huh, Huh? Pleas tell me if I had it right and suggestions are welcome even criticism and don't forget the nice things ;) pleas review!!!!!!!

Mystery xx