Chapter 2: I cannot be compelled

Monday

"CeCe wake up!" Rocky shouts.

"Go away Rocky." I say, throwing a pillow over my head.

Rocky sighs, "Come on CeCe! Do you want to miss your first day at a new school?"

"Is this a rhetorical question?" I ask.

"Yes." Rocky replies.

"Then I think you just answered your own question." I say.

Rocky grins, "Gunther will be there."

"And…"

"We made a bet remember?"

"Alright, you win this one Rocky. But next time I'm bringing out the big guns."

Rocky laughs, "Is that supposed to scare me or something?"

"No, but it should."

"You are too funny CeCe." Rocky chuckles. "By the way, I like my dresses starched and my blouses washed by hand."

"Ha, ha, ha, like that's going to happen."

"We'll see. Just make sure your butt is down stairs in 20 minutes or else I'm leaving without you."

"Yeah, yeah! I'll be there."

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit." She says, leaving my room.

I opened up my blinds and looked out the window. There he was again just sitting there doing nothing. However, he wasn't alone this time. There were 4 other people sitting out there with him and they all had blond hair. They must be his siblings because they all look alike. Ty wasn't lying when he said he couldn't tell them apart.

I got inside the shower then afterwards I brushed my teeth. After I was done brushing my teeth I looked though my closet for something cute to wear. If I want to get Gunther attention then I needed to wear something casual and classy. He doesn't dress like normal guys my age. He has this certain style to him that will make you think he was from a different generation . He also talks like he comes from a different time. I wondered if he was from England or any of those other foreign countries . Their were so many questions I had to ask him.

"It's about time!" Rocky shouts.

"Sorry I'm late Rocky." I say.

"Save your apologies for someone who cares. I told you to be down here over 35 minutes ago, and now we're late for school."

"Geez, Rocky! Give me a break here. It's my first day at this school, and I wanted to look fabulous."

Rocky glances up and down at me, "I see. You're a tad over dressed don't you think?"

I chuckle, "Rocky, sit back and watch the master work at her magic. Do you know why? because I'm so winning this bet today."

She laughs, "It's whatever you say CeCe. Now let's go!"

"Hey Raquel! This must be the new girl you were talking about?"

"Yeah it is." Rocky replies. "CeCe this is Deuce and Deuce this is CeCe."

"It's nice to meet you CeCe." Deuce says, shaking my hand.

"It's nice to meet you too Deuce." I reply.

"Hey baby." Dina says, kissing Deuce on the cheek.

"Dina this is Raquel foster sister CeCe." Deuce says.

"It's nice to finally meet you CeCe. Raquel has been telling me a lot about you." Dina says.

"She has?" I ask, looking over at Rocky.

"Of course she has. We're best friends." Dina replies.

"How long have you guys been friends for?" I ask.

"Well Raquel and I knew each other since we were little kids. Later on in middle school we met Dina." Deuce explains.

"That's when Raquel introduced me to Deuce." Dina says, leaning against him.

"Hey, what can I say? You two were meant to be." Rocky says.

"Yeah." Deuce says, staring at Rocky.

Something seriously didn't seem right about this picture.

"I don't want to cut this conversation short, but CeCe and I gotta get to class." Rocky say

"What up Raquel, Deuce and Dina? Who's the new girl?"

"Liam, this is CeCe. Remember the girl I was telling you about?" Rocky asks.

"Oh yeah, that's right. It's nice to meet you CeCe." Liam says, kissing my hand.

I blush, "Nice to me you too Liam."

"Okay CeCe, we have to go." Rocky says, pushing me forward. "We will see you all at lunch period."

"Later Rocky and CeCe!" Liam shouts.

"Okay CeCe, you got your schedule?" Rocky asks.

"Yes I do."

"Good! I'll see you later then."

"Okay later." I say, walking inside Art class.

"It's nice of you to join us. What's your name?" The Art teacher asks.

"My name is Cecelia Jones but you can call me CeCe." I reply.

"Nice to me you Ms. Jones. I'm Mrs. Freemen and welcome to my art class. Now find yourself a seat and a sketch board, because we're about to begin."

I quickly walk inside the classroom coming face to face with Gunther Hessenheffer. I was kind of surprise to see him here, since he doesn't really seem like the artsy type of guy. Then again, art isn't my greatest subject either. Come to think about it. This was definitely the perfect place to get to know him.

"Alright class. I want you to paint me something original. It doesn't have to be prefect. Just paint whatever comes to your mind. You all got 25 minutes. Now begin." Mrs. Freemen explains.

Who am I kidding? I suck at painting. The last time I painted a picture was back in elementary school. So what the hell am I doing here?

"CeCe, why haven't you painted anything yet?" Mrs. Freemen asks.

"I 'm just not feeling this Mrs. Freeman. I think I need someone to help inspire me. Like him." I reply.

Gunther glares at me because he knew who I was talking about.

"You must be talking about Gunther Hessenheffer? He one of my best students, and I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping you." She explains.

"That's fantastic." I say with a grin on my face.

"Gunther! Can you come over here please?" Mrs. Freemen asks.

"Yes Mrs. Freemen?" He replies.

I need you to help Ms. Jones come up with an original idea for her painting. Do you think you can do that?"

"I guess so." Gunther replies.

"Thank you." She smiles. "I'm looking forward to seeing your painting when it's done Ms. Jones."

I smile, "Don't worry; you can count on me Mrs. Freemen."

"That's the type of spirit I like to hear Ms. Jones." She says, walking back to her desk.

As soon as Mrs. Freeman left, Gunther was shooting death glares at me.

"Hi neighbor." I say, waving at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" Gunther asks.

"Getting painting lessons from my not so friendly neighbor." I reply.

"I see you didn't get my message the last time."

"No I got the message. You say I should think twice before talking to you. So I thought about it and here we are."

"Where are you getting at?"

"I'm not getting at anything. I just wanted you to teach me how to paint."

"Cecelia."

"Gunther"

"I don't want to play these games with you, and you do not want to cross my bad side."

"Oh! You have a bad side? I thought I was already looking at it."

"Trust me, this isn't my bad side. You have not yet begun to see my bad side."

"Is that a threat? Because I don't take treats kindly and I'm definitely not scared of you."

"Well you should be." He says, looking away from me.

"I don't get it. What's wrong with me getting to know you and becoming friends? I ask.

Gunther glares at me, "You don't want to be my friend. All you want is some eye candy on your arms. Some boy toy you can play around with."

"That is not true." I say

"Yes it is!"

"How would you know?"

"Does bet ring a bell?!"

My eyes widen, "I -I have no idea what you're talking about."

"That's rubbish! You know exactly what I'm talking about. Now I suggest you stay away from me before I tear you apart from limp to limp."

My mouth opens in shock at first. So I open a bottle of paint and squeezed it all over him.

"You filthy little peasant! Look what you've done!

"Go to hell." I say, grabbing my bag and walking out the classroom.

"CeCe, I heard what you did to Gunther in art class today." Rocky says, sitting down next to me at the lunch table.

"I don't care." I reply, shrugging my shoulders.

"I personally think he deserved it." Liam says.

"Don't encourage her Liam. She's only been here one day and already she making enemies." Rocky explains.

"Good job CeCe. I wish I could've done that." Deuce says.

"Deuce! Are you seriously encouraging this?" Rocky asks.

"I have to agree with the guys on this one Raquel. Gunther isn't really a nice person and he must've said something to upset CeCe." Dina explains.

"I understand that Dina. But he is also my neighbor, and I don't want a war to start between us and his siblings!"

"I think it's a bit too late for that." Liam says.

We all looked over at the Hessenheffers and they looked extremely upset.

"Yup! That is definitely one pissed off family." Deuce says.

"I'm telling you guys, they are not human. Look how pale their skin is." Liam says.

"Liam, it's not nice to judge people by their skin." Rocky says.

"I am not judgey. Watch! Dina, am I judgey?" He asks.

"Of course you're not. Your one of the nicest guys I know." Dina replies.

"See." Liam says.

"Guys, I think I'm going to throw up." I say.

"What's wrong? Is the food bad? Do you want me to take you to the nurse?" Rocky asks.

"I'm fine Rocky. I'm just going to go to the bathroom." I reply, getting up from my seat.

"Okay! If you need anything, call me." Rocky says.

I when inside the bathroom to wash my face, but then I heard a sound come from inside one of the bathroom stalls.

"Hello! Is anybody else in here?!" I shout, but nobody answered.

I started to check each stall one by one but they were all pretty much empty. When I arrived to the last stall by the window. I quickly pushed it open and nobody was inside.

"Hello Cecelia." A voice spoke from behind me.

I slowly turn around and see Gunther standing right in front of me. "What are you doing here? This is the girl bathroom." I ask.

"You really thought I was going to let you get away with that little stunt you pulled earlier today?"

"Get away from me before I scream."

"Baybee, I will like to see you try." He says.

I ran pass him as quick as I could, but somehow he appears in front of me.

"AHHH! How did you do that?"

"Didn't I tell you to never cross me again? You put this on yourself darling. Now you must pay!" All of a sudden, his eyes turn black and his teeth became sharp. I didn't know what he was or what he wanted for me, but now I know there was something definitely wrong with him.

"Please I'll do anything. Just don't kill me." I say.

"Who says I'm going to kill you? Maybe I want to drain you dry." He says, digging his fangs through my flesh.

The pain was excruciating as he continues to drink from me. After a couple of seconds, the pain turns into a pleasure and I began to moan out in ecstasy.

After a why, he releases his fangs from my neck and looks at me straight in the eyes. I have no clue what just happen, but everything seemed different now. All i kept thinking about was why didn't he kill me?

"Listen, I want you two forget everything you saw. You only know me as your neighbor and we never really had a real conversation. Understood?" he says, still looking at me in the eyes.

I hesitated to nod at first but did it anyways. Who does he think he is? He can't make me forget everything that happened between us. That not how it works and I cannot be compelled. After I responded with a nod, he was already gone. For some reason I still remember everything that happened. I also discovered that the Hessenheffers weren't normal and I needed to find out what they are.

"CeCe! Are you in here?" Rocky asks, walking inside the bathroom.

"I'm right here Rocky." I say, leaning against the wall. My body felt weak and I couldn't move.

"Oh my god, you're bleeding! Let me take you to the nurse."

"No!"

"But why not? You don't look too good."

"Because I'm tired and I just want to go home."

"Okay, let's go to the main office and I'll call my mom."

"Rocky, can you not tell her about the paint incident."

"Don't worry, I won't." she replies.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and thanks for all the wonderful reviews. Let me know what you guys think and I will update soon. Later.