So hey guys! I'm here with the real Vicky and we are working on the next chapter together (so fun btw!) Thanks to my buddies for the feedback :) So new OC, just so you know, and I'm still unsure of the rating. Wish me luck! RATE AND REVIEW PLEASE! :3

"So then what did you do?" She asked leaning forward on the cushioned seat.

"I ran as if the devil were on my heels! The guy just made Alex turn into a weird monster thing! What'd you expect me to do?" Vicky replied.

"But you said he was hot, right? Did you at least say something decently clever?"

Vicky leaned back in her seat with a smug/guilty smile. "Nope." she replied vehemently.

"Viiiickkkyyyy!" the girl replied with a whine. She dressed in a private school uniform with a plaited skirt and polo shirt. She was allowed to wear what shoes and socks she wanted, so she sported purple striped, knee-high socks and black combat boots. Her dusty blonde hair was pulled into a lazy ponytail, which made Vicky's hair look all the more fabulous.

"Trust me, Di, you'd have run too." Vicky retorted, taking a sip from her latte.

Dianna rolled her eyes. "I can't believe you'd let someone so dark and mysterious through your fingers."

"Whateves."

"so wanna hang out then?"

"yeh sure. Whatchu wanna do?" Vicky asked with an innocent look on her face.

"I dunno, whatchu wanna do?"

"I dunno, I picked last time, so it's your turn."

"But I always pick." Di retorted.

"well, pick again."

"Fine." Di huffed. "Let's go to B&N, I just got paid for baby sitting."

"Sweet. Let's go."

Each girl got into their car, blaring the most obnoxious music they could think of. Dianna sang Justin Beiber's "Baby" at the top of her lungs while Vicky danced to the tune of "Call me maybe."

By some miracle, no one died in on the way. Di put on her best goofy face to take Vicky's mind off her traumatic experience while they sat on the sofas giggling. Eventually, Vicky had the idea to do some research on what happened, so she and Di headed to the supernatural section.

There wasn't much that was helpful, most of it was either too depressing or completely outrageous (or both). They gave up and plopped down in the isle between bookshelves; Vicky's legs splay out in a boyish fashion while Di neatly folded her's beneath her skirt. They both yawned as the caffeine began to wear off. Suddenly, a pair of black combat boots appeared in their peripheral vision.

Both girls jumped and looked up to see who they belonged to.

"Dang" Di breathed, ogling respectfully.

"I thought I might find you here." The golden boy dressed in black said quietly to Vicky.

Vicky stood and faced the creep with her arms crossed. Di stood silently and spread her feet, ready to run or fight if needed.

"Why can't you just leave me alone, freak!" Vicky startled herself by the ferocity of her voice and blinked. "I mean... you...I'm..." Her face turned bright red and she looked on the verge of tears.

Di stepped in front of her protectively. "What do you want, Goldie-Locks?"

The biker-boy spread his hands innocently. "I just want to talk."

She gestured to the ground and said "Then talk."

He sat obediently and the girls followed suit.

"Well, to start off, my names Jace." He paused for them to introduced themselves. They sighed and surrendered their names. He continued "I'm sorry you had to see that at the school. Well, to be honest, you shouldn't have seen it or me 'cuz your a mundane and I'm...Wait I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start over. You're in danger." He looked into Vicky's chocolate eyes. "I need to protect you. That kid, Alex was it? was a demon. Others have been infiltrating the school. We (the Clave) don't know what they are after until I met you. You can see us. There must be something about you the demons want. You have to come with me."

"Jerk, she ain't goin' no where!" Di's southern accent has a tendency to appear when she's angry. "Vick's got questions, right girlie?" Vicky nodded and bit her lip.

"Then shoot."

She wiggled her feet and thought for a moment. "Why was Alex a demon?"

"To be honest, I don't know. He may have always been a demon, or maybe he was possessed. There's really no way of knowing. Did you know him?"

Vicky nodded, "He was kinda a jerk to me, and a bit of a weirdo. And when a band-geek says someone's a weirdo, that's saying something. Next question: What's a mundane?"

"To put it simply? A human."

"Oh uh okay. What's the Clay?"

"Clave. With a 'V.' Basically, we fight evil monsters and crap."

Vicky nodded as if she had expected this. "Okay, moving on. Why do you have to protect me?"

Jace looked uncomfortable. "I drew the short straw..." Seeing Vicky's hurt expression, Di grabbed her hand and gave it a quick squeeze. "it's not that I didn't want to, the others were going to Europe, and the protector has to stay here." He added hastily, seeing their exchange.

Vicky pulled back her shoulders and stared him down with a determined expression. "What do you want me to do?"

"That's my girl," Di whispered.

"I want you to do exactly what you've done. Going to school, doing your band thingy or whatever, and just let me tag along until we know what to do."

"Tag along? What do you mean?"

Jace grinned ferociously. "Starting tomorrow, I'm transferring to your school."

Di gave a little "Whoop" of excitement.