As I pulled into the Starbucks parking lot the stars were still out. I knew that it wouldn't last long because the sun usually rose about five or five thirty. The Starbucks in my town is open 24 hours a day. So I didn't have to worry about not being here when it wasn't open.

I opened one of the glass double doors. On the door were little bells and as I opened the door they tinkled, announcing my arrival. Not like there was really any one to announce that to anyways. Most people were normal and slept in longer. I mean who in their right –or even in their left –mind would wake up at three from a phone call then go to Starbucks?

Behind the counter was a smallish petite girl. She looked like she was an inch or two below my five-six. Her long black hair hung in waves to her middle back. It was what most girls strive for. It was shiny, not frizzy and just what other call perfect. She looked tired but when she saw me she managed a little smile. She had on a light blue v-neck blouse and black suit type pants. There was a white apron wrapped around her waist. As I looked at her I could tell that she was tired, her light brown eyes shone with it.

As I walked towards the counter my sneakers didn't so much as make a squeak. Even though my walking was quiet, there was some type of music playing in here. I wasn't sure what it was because I really didn't care so I wasn't trying to hear it. I just wanted my coffee.

"Hi. My name is Katie, can I help you?"

There was that damned smile again. I could never manage a smile in the mornings. I was basically a bitch when I wake up, especially to a damned phone call.

Trying my hardest to smile I looked up at the menu that was framed in wood and lit up. The words were enlarged so that people who can't see well would have an easier time. That's when I would tell them to get some friggin glasses. Good thing I wasn't working here.

"Yea I would like to get a … French vanilla coffee. I don't want any whipped cream and will take the cherry on the side instead on top."

She looked at me for a moment. Did I look like I was stupid? She must have been new. Guess I could give her some slack, plus she was tired and it made the mind slower, or then again she could have just been stupid, but I was betting on her being just slower since she was tired. See I can be nice to.

After a short moment of her just looking at me she got to work on my coffee. I had gotten lost in thoughts about the call and who the hell he was, that was until I was jerked from them by Katie's annoying clearing of her throat. I just wasn't feeling all that nice.

I paid with cash and then grabbed my coffee. Right before I walked off I just couldn't help it. She was already giving me dirty looks so that lost all niceness from me, especially when I had tried to be nice.

"You might want to get that thing in your throat checked out. You never know what could be sitting in there. You might even annoy some people, you doing that."

If looks could kill I probably would have died more then one death. Good thing for me that looks don't kill, I really just didn't feel like dying. Not that I was afraid to die, I really just didn't want to right now. Check with me later and I just might change my mind.

With my coffee in hand I walked over to one of the tables with a laptop. Oh how I could feel Katie's eyes burning holes in my back. Not that I cared but it is getting rather bothersome. I don't like people staring. I wasn't ugly but I wasn't the greatest looking. I had a scar on the side of my neck that went from the corner of my shoulder to about the middle of my neck. I had gotten it in a fight at my high school. The girl cheated. I never really did forgive her but lets just say she had to be taken to the hospital by ambulance. It was white against my tan skin. I work hard outdoors and just loved being outdoors so I usually ended up with a nice tan. There were other things that were wrong with me but right now I just couldn't think of them.

Sitting down at the computer I booted it up and waited, sipping my coffee. I loved the taste of French vanilla; it was one of my favorites. I was almost surprised Katie hadn't poisoned my coffee. Oh well brownie points for me.

The computer was fast so I didn't have to wait long. I double-clicked the Internet explorer and waited a second for it to pull up. I wanted to see if I hadn't gotten any mail worth reading. I get a lot of spam and hated it. I rarely actually read anything I was sent mostly because I couldn't care what it said.

Signing into Hotmail I looked at the mail. I had gotten something. I didn't recognize the email address but it wasn't marked as spam so I clicked it. I read the first line and knew exactly who it was from. Creepy guy with the sexy voice on the phone, that bastard who woke me up. It read:

Dearest Laina,

I have to let you know that I am truly sorry for waking you. I know it was an absurd hour to call you but that was the only time I was able to get to you. The sun does not like my kind and so I had limited amount of time. Please forgive me for my rudeness as well. I cannot tell you here either what it is that I need of you but please know that it is of great importance that I have your help. You and only you are the key to helping my people and me. I will explain more tonight at 11. Please come.
Yours truly
J.C

I sat there not sure what to do. I couldn't exactly get up and scream and rant about getting an email. In my town that will just get you shot. Yea I'm not too big on the whole getting shot thing so I think ill just stay seated if you don't mind.

It was weird though because I had no idea what to think about it. There was a weird guy asking me to meet him at eleven at night in a café. Do I do it?

Well me being me I am extremely curious and in a little less then flattering term, nosy. So I guess I was going.

I looked up and around. The side I was on was table and a fireplace in the middle. All the tables had either one or two built in laptops, the other side had couches, chairs and anything comfy. I like table so I'm going to stick with this side.

A few people had come in. It was about five in the morning now. A cute couple came in. Him, with his long blonde hair and his green eyes and her with her brown perfect hair and tan. She hated people like that because they reminded her so much of what she had and lost. Now she just hated seeing people like that but could never seem to look away. Her love was taken from her and that hurt the most.

I close my eyes for a moment to gather myself back then looked around again. An older man was sitting at a table with no computer and a white mug of coffee. He had the newspaper in hand just reading. A few tables over was a younger woman with bright red and very frizzy hair. She looked like a nerd. She had ugly glasses and even in a ponytail holder her hair seemed to be everywhere. God I couldn't but want to laugh so I had to look away.

Outside was getting brighter. The sun was on its way up. I could almost feel the air getting a little warmer. It wasn't cold but chilly. Spring was on its way here and was just right around the corner. I hate winter so spring was good. Better then winter anyways.

I finally got up and walked back to my car. I just was tired of sitting there and could still feel Katie's cold stare against my back. Does it really look like I care, no not really.

Getting into my jeep I pulled out. No where else to really go so I would go to work. I wasn't due for another four hours but oh well, I can pull someone else off shift, bet you they will be grateful. Hopefully it would take my mind off that damned guy. Why did he have to have a sexy voice? That was like the number one thing that actually stuck out. His voice. I could almost feel it, if I just reached out I could …

I stopped myself abruptly at those thoughts. I was frickin fantasizing about a guy I don't even know, haven't even seen. I really was going crazy and not in the good way.

He walked along his room. She was still awake, that much he knew, he could almost feel her. The room he occupied was dark but that didn't matter to him because he could still see as if there were lights. When he called her that was a close call, he had almost been caught. That would have not been a good thing. Many people's lives were at stake and that was one thing he could not risk. He was the master of this city and that's what he tends to stay.

He stopped for a moment as he remembered what she looked like. She was beauty beyond compare, he should know because he had seen many women. His body shuddered slightly as he thought about what he wanted to do with her body. Shaking his head he forced –almost painfully –those thoughts from his mind. He cannot allow harboring such thoughts like that. Maybe one day he would allow himself the pleasure but now was not the time, he had people to think about.

Sighing softly to himself he walked over to his resting place to lie down. He could feel the suns weight as it rose into the sky. Just once he would love to see and feel the sun again but there was no hope for him now, his chance was taken from him so long ago. As he lay down he closed his eyes. The last thing he thought of before he fell into a deep slumber was the way her eyes looked when she wasn't actually looking at anything. The way they were the rarest of colors and he couldn't wait for them to look at him. Smiling he fell into a deep slumber to await for the moon to arise one more night for him.