Sorry it took a long time to post this, hope this makes up.

Chapter Two: Rock and a Hard Place

Mixie

Mixie had been speechless the whole of form class and she rarely spoke up until lunch time. Every time she had a class with Dune the pink haze would reappear, and the more they were in the same vicinity the darker the pink. She must have made a fool of herself during the first four lessons, the mist was very distracting.

She didn't know if he saw the haze to, she hoped he had, it meant she wasn't the only one going flipping mad. Maybe she could ask Thierry? Galen was close to the night world lord maybe he knew what the stupid haze was. But did she want to meet him? Emile had told her stories of how evil the Night World Council was, did she want to meet the ringleader?

"I smell Pasta." Ray said as the two of them stood in the lunch queue. Why did they have to sell good food on his first day, they just had to make the school look good.

"Hopefully it's vegetarian." She said through gritted teeth. Dune was laughing with Freya to something she'd said. Why was she getting so angry all of a sudden?

They got their food and sat by the table near the window. Mixie liked looking into the green meadows outside it was just as good as running in them but that was another story.

Her and Ray were talking amongst themselves when a loud bang came down onto the table causing her to glare at Freya. "What do you want?"

"If I don't pass my exam, you will pay." The taller girl said.

"Get lost Freya."

"You first, Mix."

"Isn't that Demi making a move on Luke?" she said pointing to the couple in the corner. She knew that Freya had wanted Luke to take her to the winter ball. Freya gave her a dirty look before walking away.

"They really don't like you," Ray commented as if talking about the weather.

"Yeah that's true." She joked.

"Everyone thinks you're friends with them."

"Me and the tacky trio don't get me started."

"There's four now." He added. "I heard that Dune transferred from Florida but others say that's a lie."

"Why couldn't just stay there?" she picked up her tray passing the bin on their way out.

The bell went just as she walked under it giving her the worst headache ever, why couldn't the school realise she had sensitive hearing.

"Matt's band is playing tonight, thought you come with me?" Ray asked blushing, her head was hurting too much that she didn't realise he meant it as a date. Her ears were still ringing and she had stops in front of her eyes.

"Thought we were doing the history work." She said was they turned into the English corridor. Hopefully there teacher wasn't there so she could go home.

"We could always do it after we go."

"I can't I have to met Galen." She wasn't lying, but if he asked if he could tag along she would say no. Ray had always wanted to meet her family and other life as he called it.

"Oh. We could do our history project then." He sounded dejected and she could work out why. "I'll see you by the car." He walked into his class leaving her in the empty corridor. She stood shocked staring at the wall; Ray always walked her to her Math Class then came back to the English corridor for his.

Why he was acting so funny, she'd only said no to hear Matt play. The band was actually any good, most of their notes her off key and the only decent they'd learnt was chopsticks on the keyboard and just like you on the guitar.

Looking around she noticed she was the only one left in the corridor and the doors were all closed she knew going to maths late would be worse than not turning up. Ms Grant would make her stand outside while she explained the work to the class, only coming out when there was ten minutes of class left.

Mixie walked out sat in the park opposite the school. She could see Ray through the metal fence and glass window, but of course he couldn't see her. She just had good eyesight since she was a shape shifter, or nearly one.

"He was asking you on a date you know." Someone said from behind her and she closed her eyes to ignore the pink haze. Ray was not asking her out on a date; they were best friends that's all.

"He wasn't."

"Actually he was, you might think of him as a friend but he doesn't. He loves the socks of you, and you're too naive to see it." Ray had been wrong. Dune wasn't from Florida, it had to be England since he had the sexiest English accent.

"Go away." She said a little too loud. She opened her eyes to see the brownest eyes she'd ever seen. They were gorgeous, calm and dangerous all at the same time. Dune was standing in front of her tapping his foot impatiently as if wanting a response. She looked around but couldn't see anyone yet when she turned back to him she saw he was distracted so kicked her leg under his and laughed when she fell down in front of her.

"If you wanted me on my knees you could have asked."

"I believe told you to leave."

"Point taken." He said sleeping on the grass while she sat next to him, her knees tucked under her.

They sat in silence but the haze was still there, but it was starting to fade giving way to a feeling she didn't like. She'd never really felt it before, only when she was younger and seen her mother work colleague. She had the sudden urge to reach to reach out and grab Dune's hand and pull him on top of her. She wanted to kiss him until they'd had enough. Then the nicer thoughts came, where they were sitting in Empire Express drinking coffee while talking and occasionally laughing at someone's disastrous clothes. She thought about what it would be like to sit in a library. That was how insane she had become; she wanted to sit with book. Willingly. (A.N I love book, that no offense)

Dune smirked at her as knowing what she said so she grabbed her bag and walked off in a storm.

Dune

Dune knew he had effectively done a good first meeting. How was he to know that she didn't know that the pathetic vermin liked her? He knew from the first moment he saw the puppy dog look Jones casted her way, and that made him want to burn the guy with the school Bunsen burner. Dune smiled at the possibility. He would love to see the skin burn, wrinkle and hopefully fall off the bone.

Mixie was his and only his. Anyone else would have to die.

Dune shook his head to get rid of those thought; he'd been having them a lot recently. Ever since he moved to Las Vegas he was having more of the thought, they weren't that bad in England. He could control them most of the time.

His dad sent him to his aunt's house when he was set their stable boy on fire alive, and watched from the sidelines. That had been the eye-opener for his dad and shipped him off first thing the next morning. Although the worst thing was he didn't remember who started the fire, him or Albert.

In his musing he was too late to run after Mixie so chose to let her go. 'She'd come back eventually' he thought. No one could stay away from him forever.

"Hey Man." Nax said walking up to him and the two of them bumped fists.

Nax was the only person he knew here. Dune's ancestor had turned him a little over one hundred and fifty years ago and Nax moved over to the states. He came back over every year and the two of them would muck about as of late. Nax was the only person that Dune would call a friend, they had their differences for sure but Dune never really talked to anyone in England.

"End of school?"

"Yeah. Freya and Demi have detention."

"I'm not even going to ask why they have one."

"Never saw you in class." Nax said as they walked through the gates to the car.

"Wasn't up to it." He said absent-mindedly. Mixie was leaning against a mini cooper which he assumed was her. She looked like a naive little angel, with her blonde hair whipping in the wind and her blue eyes glaring at him, 'not forgiven yet' he thought as Freya came out and gave him a hug. Mixie went rigid when she saw it so he hugged the girl back.

"Going to the club?" She asked leaning against the driver door of the convertible with Nax in the driver seat.

"Might." He said. "You coming." He asked Dune. The latter looked around and saw that Mixie had already gone off with the vermin.

"I think I'll walk." Dune walked out of the gates of Grant Academy.

Mixie

Mixie droned out whatever Ray was talking about, he was either in a mood or just talking for no reason. Either way he was getting on her nerves. It wasn't very friendly to think that but she always thought of him as a friend never as an unrequited love symbol.

When they reached the Jones home she parked the car as her mobile started to ring, cutting off Ray mid speech.

Flipping the cover over, she put it to her ear as Ray went into the house. "Hey."

"Mixie, hey." It was her cousin. "I'm really sorry but I have to cancel dinner."

Mixie tried to keep her voice even, if she didn't go there she'd have to go home. "That's alright. But why?"

"Thierry has mission for me, and I have to go tonight. I'll be back tomorrow, we can reschedule." He sounded hopeful.

"That seems cool. Why's it so last minute?"

"It was meant to be Quinn but he said he couldn't go due to the date or something. Everyone else is busy."

"What about Ash. He's never busy." She'd met him once and Galen always said he lazed about the place.

"He's gone to see Mary-Lynnette." Galen sounded like he was smiling. "What will you do today then?" Mixie could hear traffic in the background.

"Where are you? Might have to go back to Grandmother. She wants to plan this ghastly party."

Galen gave a laugh. "You're on speakerphone. It's me and Keller but she went to the petrol station."

She could see Ray waving at her. "I have to go."

"Mixie, do me a favour." He sounded pleading. "Do home."

"What?"

"Go back to Grandmother. This is a bad day for night worlder to be out. Trust me on this."

"but why?"

"Quinn and Theirry wouldn't say. Keller's back I have to go."

"Bye Galen. Cya Keller."

"Bye Mix." She heard Keller say while Galen said "See you tomorrow."

Finsihed.

I thought I'd tell you something about the chapter.

-There's a reason that Dune gets the murderous thoughts and it's has to do with the soul mate principle but as well as something else. Dune and Mixie and most of my OC cast are seventeen, while when Elizabeth and Helix died they were sixteen and seventeen respectively.

You have to remember that Helix was used to having what he wanted and unlike with Thierry Elizabeth wasn't and old soul, Helix went kind of mad so to speak.

See if you can work it out.

-Galen and Mixie are related as his dad is the older brother to her mum, their cousins.

Hope you liked it