Diamonds -

"Zo! You can't fall in love with every guy you see!" Both of the Twins almost screamed at me from the other side of my room. The room that had once been Stevie Rae's as well as mine but…since she was dead and now undead again… I guess that she didn't really use the room anymore, so I could easily just call it mine until the unfortunate time that I might receive a new roommate.

I shuffled my feet along the floor. "I don't fall in love with every guy…just a few of them." I replied with a note of discomfort in my voice. I was not a slut. I hoped. "He's just so…alluring and pretty." I said, beaming like a Cheshire cat.

Shaunee shook her head in disbelieve. "Come on, girl. You've got some serious problems with this guy."

There was a knock upon the door of my dorm.

"Come in." I said, without thinking.

That mysterious boy, Edward, walked into the room. My heart jumped so many times, that I had to swallow hard to stop it from escaping out of my throat.

"What are you doing here? Boys aren't allowed in girls' dorms!" Erin and Shaunee asked together, in a hostile tone, spitting through their teeth.

"Can you girls leave?" Edward asked, almost like he had not heard the twins.

Shaunee and Erin narrowed their eyes, hands on hips, taking warrior like stances.

I pointed to the door. "Guys, go, please." I said, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

The left unwillingly, giving me looks-of-death before walking out of the door and slamming it behind them.

Edward turned to me, his brow furrowing. "Now that we're alone-"

"Why don't you have a tattoo?" I asked, pointing at his forehead. I know it's rude to point, but I felt like being rude. This guy had just demanded that my friends exit the room, and more than that, this guy was attractive and I didn't want him to be.

"Why do you have one?" He responded.

"Everyone here has a tattoo, yet you don't, why not?" I demanded. When I ask a question, I expect an answer, not another pointless question.

"Maybe that is because I am different from you."

"I know you're different, I can see that. I want to know why though. Are you a Vampyre?" I asked, tilting my head to the side and studying him. He didn't look like a Vampyre, yet he had been accepted into the House of Night.

He nodded his head. "Yes, I am a Vampire, just a different breed to what you would consider one."

I wrinkled my nose. "What do you mean I wouldn't consider you one?"

"I never said that. I just said that your kind might not recognise my kind as Vampires." His smouldering, golden eyes looked straight into my soul. I felt like he was reading me, like I was an open book written in a way that he would have easily understood.

I gazed at the small patch of skin that was visible on his neck under his jumper. It doesn't look like skin. Not like human skin. I thought to myself, my hand reaching for the naked patch on his neck.

"That's because it isn't." He spoke with finality.

I took a step back in shock, my hand trembling. "W – How did you know what I was thinking?" I gasped in horror.

A sly smile crept onto his face. "Because I can read minds, and yours is particularly easy to read."

I made a disgruntled noise. "Fine, so I'm like an open book to you?"

"More like a child's book." He said smugly.

I made a sound of discontent under my breath and turned to face the window. Since he had come in, I had found it increasingly harder to breathe. "I'm going to open the window." I said in a thick voice.

"No -" Edward gasped, too late for me to take notice.

I opened the curtains to get to the latch upon my window and was almost blinded by the reflection on my window. I spun around to tell Edward to stop whatever the hell he was doing when I completely lost all my breath and voice.

Edward was stood in front of me, his face and neck sparkling, like diamonds.

"It's so – beautiful." I gasped, stretching out my hand, trying my best to touch the sparkling skin.

Edward took hold of my wrist in a tight hold. His hand felt too hard to be skin, yet I could see it was coating his body. To me, it felt like marble, stone. "Beautiful is it? Are you captivated by it? It's hard to resist, right?" His voice was little above a growl but I was not bothered at that moment. I was, as he had said, captivated by his skin. They do say that diamonds are a girl's best friend.

"I…" I was lost for words. I couldn't lie and say it had no effect on me but I knew that if I told him the truth, it would only infuriate him more. I was frozen, staring into those eyes with their silencing power.

He pushed my hand away and drew the curtains again before spinning around to stare at me. His skin was no longer sparkling but he still had a certain magnificence that I could not resist.

"So… We are both Vampyres, yet your skin sparkles and mine is covered in special tattoos. We aren't that different after all. Do you still drink blood? You couldn't be a Vampyre if you didn't, surely?" I babbled, feeling extremely stupid and like I should slap myself around the face or something.

"Yes. I do drink the lifeblood of others, I just don't choose humans." He whispered, sounding less than pleased with my question.

I shuffled my feet from sided-to-side, trying to hide how awkward I felt. "Sorry, that was rather a stupid question." I admitted, watching my feet rock back and forth.

"It had to be asked." He said in a voice with slightly more care than the one he had used before. I was still staring at my feet when I heard the air whip around Edward's body as he left the room.

I took a deep, shaky breath to try and compose myself. Edward had had a weird effect upon me, one that I was certain Heath, Loren nor Erik had never had on me.

I shook my head and clenched my fists. I shouldn't have been feeling like this. I had told myself that I would never feel like this ever again.

I gazed over at Stevie Rae's empty bed with longing. I wished that she would come back and be here for me when I needed someone to talk to. I could almost feel the tears forming in my eyes.