*Jade's POV*

I sat on the outside steps of the school letting the rain splash down against bare arms, numbing them. I slowly puffed on a cigarette, letting the smoke travel and coil through my lungs. I flicked it into the grass and stood picking up my skateboard along the way. I shook the crystal beads from my hair and opened the gates of hell, slowly stepping inside. The halls were empty, not a soul in sight.

Everyone stared as I trudged to a seat in the back of my Psychology II class, backpack over one shoulder, skateboard sticking out of it. The teacher glared at me and scoffed as he checked my name off the attendance list, not bothering to send me to the office for a referral for being late. They were accustomed to it and it never mattered to me coz I always got away with everything.

I was popular among my skater friends and my name was well known around the school. I often noted my name drawn in arrowed hearts on girls' notebooks. People adore me for my looks, sense of humor and my bad-boy attitude, but never for who I really am. It disgusts me to no extent. They don't know the real me. They fabricate things about me, my past. If they knew the truth, if they knew what I'd done…I sighed and put my head on my desk. I looked out the window through the foggy, green mist.

The rain was pouring immensely, whipping leaves and trash around the front of the school. Mr. Roccos, our teacher, started mumbling something about college visitors today and how they would be partnered with us for the rest of the day to discuss career opportunity's and college curriculums. I groaned and sat up in my seat as they began to infiltrate our small classroom. I searched the room for someone I might know. I didn't have to look for more than a few seconds to spot him staring at me. I dropped my eyes when I saw him. Feeling like an idiot, I began to pray, hoping he wouldn't approach me. I looked up quickly and he was walking towards my table. I groaned in disapproval and let my forehead slam against the tabletop. Billy sat gingerly on the seat next to me. The frown on his face accurately mimicked mine. He at me scowling. I decided to apologize for my rude behavior from yesterday.

"Billy, I'm sorry I was such an asshole yesterday. Let's not be so cocky today hmmm?"

"Whatever." What an asshole.

"You don't have to be such an asshole." I snapped not helping the situation much.

"You don't have to…" he started but stopped when he realized I had been perfectly reasonable today.

"Why are you so angry all the time?" I asked.

"What?"

"You're an angry man. You should learn to lighten up a bit, have some fun now and then. People have it worse than you, you know." He stared in absolute confusion. "Anyways, I don't want to discuss this college shit coz I don't really give a flying fuck. So, what are your plans for this evening?"

"Hunting." I raised my eyebrows.

"Really? Me too."

"Sure…"Billy sighed. "Hmph…so why are you at school? Shouldn't you be skating and getting high or something?" I laughed.

"I see you're judging me by my friends. Not very smart of you."

"Really? So I'm supposed to believe that you're the good skater?"

"Oh, fuck no!" I laughed evilly. " I'm practically the worst thing out there! I'm just not some druggie whose only acknowledgeable achievements for the day are having a needle being stuck in my arm and drooling on myself like an incompetent retard." He smirked and raised an eyebrow, impressed with my lack of stupidity. I sighed. "Despite what you may believe, I'm not an idiot. Just a bit of a child is all." I shrugged. "I like to have fun and skating is fun. It's my passion." His expression had lightened and he stared at me as if he'd never seen me before.

"Well, I just hope you realize you can't be an immature child for the rest of your life. You need to take responsibility. Act like your own age."

"Whatever you say Mr. Responsibility." I shrugged again. He changed the subject.

"What are you hunting tonight?"

"Food." I stated bluntly. He scowled.

"What kind of food?"

"Food to eat."

"I'm going to stab you." He said angrily.

"You wouldn't be the first." He shut up but decided to find a different topic to discuss, to keep our conversation going. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it thinking.

"What are you trying to say to me Billy?" I asked lamely. He stared up, contemplating.

"Nothing." He said quickly, flipping through a notebook.

"You're a bad liar Mr. Man." I teased playfully.

"What are you talking about?" He fumed angrily.

"You."

"You don't make any sense!" I laughed again, his anger fueling my shenanigans.

"Just tell me what you were gonna say."

"Trust me skater boy, you don't want to know." He said darkly. I smiled at him. "Well, maybe I do, Pretty Boy." He narrowed his eyes. "Quit trying to burn me with those pretty eyes Billy." I said lightly. I laid my head on the desk and stared at him. He let the anger boil on his face and I knew he wanted to hurt me.

"You need to stop saying that." He warned.

"I'm trying to flatter you." I said in a singsong voice.

"Well, you're not and you're annoying." He growled.

"Aww…sorry you think that."

"I-" The bell rang, cutting him off in mid sentence. I stood as did Billy and we walked out into the hall to go to my next class.

"I can't believe we get to spend the whole day together!" I said waving my hands in the air in sarcasm.

"Oh god…" Billy said, rubbing his forehead. I stopped.

"Let's do something fun."

"Like…?"

"Let's go to your house. We're friends right?"

"No." I pouted.

"I thought we were friends…" I felt a tinge of hurt as he spoke.

"Why would I want to be friends with a stupid wanna-be?"

"Well,…because…I-" He turned and walked away before I could finish. "H-hey! Wait up!"

"Where's your next class?" He asked, annoyance burning clearly in his dark eyes. I took a lingering look at him then walked off in the direction of my next class. I checked constantly behind me to see if he followed. I sat in my chair and Billy pulled one up next to me. He sat with his arms folded across his chest, his anger still present. I sighed and lay my head on my desk.

"Pay attention." He growled. I lifted my head and pretended to listen. I zoned out, thinking about tonight. He slapped me in the back of the head and I shot up. "I told you to pay attention." He snapped. I sighed and looked at him.

"Don't tell me what to do. Only my friends can do that, Pretty Boy." I fumed angrily.

"Whatever." He turned back to face the front. Mr. Smalley, our physics teacher, looked nothing like a teacher, but more like Uranus. He was the exact opposite of his namesake; big, round, and his pin-stripe suit didn't help matters much. Like I said, he looked like Uranus. I laughed quietly to at my thoughts and Billy turned to me sharply, daggers in his eyes. " What the hell is so funny about the structures of DNA?" I shook my head and tried to fight back the laughter. Barely able to speak, I choked out,

"His name is Smalley!" I snorted trying to take a breath, and laughed even harder. "And he's so huge!" Billy looked at me with an expression that clearly said 'what the fuck'. A shadow fell over us, and with a grin I looked up. Mr. Smalley was standing there, hands crossed, face red and sweaty with anger.

"Mr. Puget," His serious tone faltered my smile. "Go to the office, now." He turned to Billy. "Mr. Cordova, I would have expected better from you. I'm very disappointed." Billy hung his head.

"I'm sorry sir." He picked up his things and glared at me when Mr. Smalley's back was turned. I gave him an innocent smile as we walked out the door. I walked Past the office, heading to the main entrance. Billy grabbed my arm and pulled me into the office. I filled out a referral, taking my sweet time.

*Billy's POV*

I followed the skater around for the rest of the day. Finally, happy to be home, I fixed myself a quick supper then pulled on my coat and loaded up with a crucifix, a sharp stake and a dagger made of pure silver. By the door, I took a few deep breaths, then walked out into the cool night. Tonight. Tonight I will get that vampire that plagues the streets. Tonight. I promised myself. I staggered through the desolate streets searching for my prey. I turned running into a busy street. I searched for someone suspicious and found nothing.

Slinking through the shadows, I came into an alley. It was darker in comparison to the others and small whimpers were emanating from it. I stopped carefully into the darkness letting my eyes adjust to the lighting. The minute I was fully concealed, someone ran out the back entrance. I bolted after them when the pungent smell of blood came upon me.

As I exited the confines of darkness, I searched madly for someone suspiciously hovering on the street. No one seemed out of place. Damn vampire! I thought bitterly. I trudged along searching. I'm not even sure of what he looks like. I kicked the ground angrily walking down another alley. Nothing. I walked to the nearby park and sat on a poorly painted bench examining my surroundings hesitatively. A swing creaked nearby and I turned quickly, spotting a figure in all black silently sitting on a swing wiping his mouth. Wiping …his…mouth…Instantaneously, I stood darting towards the figure. He spotted me and flitted towards the busy city again. I pushed myself harder running after, him hoping to catch his trail. I knew it had to be him. If only I'd seen his face. I looked at the clock tower.3.00. Dead time. Maybe he would be at the cemetery….

*Jade's POV*

I just wanted to hunt in peace but every single time I do that stupid hunter finds me. Okee…so maybe I'm a bit out of control. Maybe I drain my prey of all their life leaving them slowly to die, but it's not my fault. I was left all alone with this curse. Nobody fucking helped me. So fuck them. Fuck the world. I would kill them for taking everything I once had. I sighed, sitting on a tombstone in the oldest cemetery in town. Freeing my hair from my hat, I shook it trying to fluff it out. I spotted the hunter and let him get close before I jumped off the headstone. His eyes widened as did mine. Of all people, Billy was the hunter.

*Billy's POV*

I stared in disbelief at Jade. Was he the vampire? No…no way. I looked around, trying to find my bounty. I turned back to Jade.

"What are you doing here?" He looked around nervously, then turned a steady gaze onto me. His eyes flickered hesitatively. He backed up against the grave unlocking his eyes from mine so that he could stare at the ground. What is his problem? He continued searching the area with his eyes, avoiding my question. "What are you doing here Jade?"

"Thinking." He paused for a moment before speaking again. His eyes still away from mine. "What are you doing here?" He said finally looking up.

"Looking for someone. Why?" His eyes tightened losing their innocence.

"It's none of my business…" He mumbled mostly to himself. What's wrong with him? I thought.

"Are you okay Jade?" His eyes were lighter now and panic flooded them.

"I'm fine." He stated quickly. Suddenly he smiled, amusement on his face.

"What's so damned funny?" He smiled a cheesy smile and walked up to me.

"Your face. You're gonna have it stuck in that angry snarl. You shouldn't waste such a pretty face." He tilted his head to the side his innocence returning. The amusement was gone and something else formed on his face.

"You're weird." He didn't move but I saw his mouth twitch in an effort to suppress a smile. He was too close to me and I couldn't think straight. He noticed my uncomfortable position and moved away.

"You're so oblivious." He was still smiling as he stared at me.

"What?" I was getting angry. What the hell is he talking about?

"Never mind." He rolled his eyes.

"Tell me what you were going to say Jade." I said angrily. He debated the thought and sighed.

"Nah, it's not important. I should go." I grabbed his arm and pulled him over to me, inches from my face. His eyes widened as I stared him down, trying to read his expression. He quickly looked away and I felt him trembling. I released him and he laughed nervously, swallowing hard. I took a step back as did he. "I really need to go." He said biting his lip.

There was something in his eyes that I just couldn't comprehend. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it and turned and began to walk away. He stopped abruptly and ran back up to me. His eyes were filled with what seemed like tears. He was close again and he looked up to me. I stared confused. He grabbed the front of my jacket and pulled himself up on his tiptoes. He leaned forward and lightly kissed me. It was sweet and innocent…like him. He pulled away quickly put a hand to his mouth, looking down and stepping back.

"I,…I'm sorry…" He turned and ran. I stood in shock and disbelief, as Jade left, his kiss still lingering in the air around me. I went home in a daze.