Chapter 3

The alarm clock beeped, showing the time in bright colors. I tossed and turned for a long time I looked at the clock, 2:00am and still no sleep.

We had reached the mansion in an hour or so, Aunt Michelle showed us to our rooms and left us to unpack in peace. Our rooms were on the second floor at the end of the long hallway, pretty close to each other. Perfect for privacy, note sarcasm. Soon after we were done unpacking, not that we had much to unpack she called us down for supper, it reminded me of mum's cooking. After we were done our aunt practically shooed us away and asked us to 'rest out our jetlag', her words. And here I lay, wide awake, staring at the ceiling, hoping to fall asleep. After a while I figured it was no use, so I gave up trying and went out to sit in the balcony. It was one of the good things about my room, the balcony. There is something about sitting in peace, letting the wind play with your hair, it's quite comforting actually. The balcony faced the town square and the clock tower, which was 'surpassingly' known for its history was a great tourist attraction, was right across. It was a clear night, so I just sat there looking at the stars and trying to look at the hidden patterns in them when I saw a figure coming out the tower. What the hell? Who stays in the clock tower? Was my first thought, but then I thought it must be the night guard, afterall the entire place had historical value. He was tall, and quite muscular, I could make it out from the distance. But what stood out was his pale skin, so pale that it stood out in contrast to the darkness, behind him were three more figures. Two of them were quite tall, while the other one was short. They were all deathly pale like the night guard and all were wearing some kind of dark cloak or something. And then they jumped, it wasn't a small jump; they jumped almost 5 storeys' high and were graceful. I let out a gasp, it's not always that you see people jumping up so high and without any support, the one who was jumped last stopped. For once I thought he heard me, but that was impossible right? I mean I wasn't so loud that he could hear me, I guess he was about to turn around, but then walked away. Seeing something so weird and out-of-ordinary, I decided it was better I stayed in bed and tried sleeping. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt kinda tired and soon drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

"Rise and shine, sunshine" my creepy brother, Mathew said as he barged into my room and disturbing my peaceful sleep.

"Get out of my room Mathew" I said rather irritated. I didn't like when I was disturbed and buried myself in the blankets.

"Oh no, don't even think about sleeping in. you're waking up right now and getting ready." He said while pulling the blankets off me, I threw a pillow at him, but I guess it didn't hurt him much.

"We; by that you mean..?"

"I mean, you me and Aunt Michelle. The twins wanted to stay in and do some indoor stuff or something."

"K gimme ten minutes, I'll be down"

"Fine, ten minutes or else I'm coming and dragging you out just the way you are." He said, using his mama tone.

"Ok ok, now get out."

I lazily got up from the bed and went in the shower, thinking about the nights events. I must have been hallucinating, yeah that was it. I mean people can't really jump that high can they? They can't right? So I got ready and headed down, in exactly ten mins, had some toasts and then the three of us went out.

I never knew Aunt Michelle loved shopping this much. I guess she just needed a reason to shop, and for a woman her age, she seemed to have hell lot of energy. So after being dragged to every possible shop in town, we made our last stop at one of the designers where my aunt expected me to buy some dresses, and not to let her down I pretended to look at some dresses, but my mind was else where, still thinking about those cloaked figures.

It was as if I jinxed myself. No sooner did I think about them, I saw them entering the place. I got a good look at their features. The night guard, as I dubbed him, was actually really tall. I felt puny in his presence. He was really tall, thick and bulky, his hair was cropped short. Next to him was another man, he was quite tall, maybe around 5'8" or so, his hair dark hair up to his shoulders. With them were a boy and a girl, who looked very similar, but only the only difference was their hair color, the girl was blonde and the guy's was dark brown. They all had similar pale skin and weird violet eyes. And as if the boy felt my eyes on him, he turned, our gazes locked and I found myself getting hypnotized by his eyes, he slowly moved towards me, like a predator moving towards its prey. I couldn't look away, no matter how hard I tried.

I was snapped out of my trance by my aunt asking me whether I was done selecting a dress. I just picked a random dress and walked away from him. While my aunt was busy with some other works, something about altering them or something, I felt someone standing behind me. I turned, it was that boy.

"You know it's considered rude staring at people." He said in his angelic voice. It still had a dangerous tone to it.

"I….I….uh.., you were staring at me too." I said in a rush, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.

And like he knew what he was doing to me, he smirked.

"I'm Alec by the way" he said casually. "What's your name?"

"I'm Sarah and I...Uh gotta go bye." I, all but ran toward Mathew who appeared bored. That guy, whatever he was, gave of a mysterious, dangerous vibes. He made me feel vulnerable, and I hated that feeling. Aunt Michelle was done with whatever work she was doing, and we left that place. But I had a feeling that this wasn't the last time I was gonna see him. And I totally disliked that feeling.