When daytime arrived, I got into my claustrophobic coffin, dreaming of that girl once again. Did she feel the same way about me? Would I ever get to meet her? And...Would I ever see her again?
It bothered me that Jameson had to go over to the High School by himself, and ask them about the girl. He can go out into the daylight, when I can't.
Jameson thought it would be a good idea to invite the girl over for dinner. I liked the idea, but I couldn't figure out her name. We'd have to wait for her to claim her racquet. I hoped she would. She would have to claim it at the Mansion herself.
An unlikely person appeared at the Mansion door that afternoon. The blonde boy. He claimed he was the girl's boyfriend, and that he would return the racquet to her. I highly doubted it. I was still down about the girl having a boyfriend.
Instead of sleeping the day away in my coffin, I lay awake, wondering how that blonde kids could be so cruel to that girl. They didn't even look good together. I imagined holding her in my arms…I mentally slapped myself for even thinking about her. I just need to sleep, and make sure to stay hidden from the Maxwells…
You're probably wondering why I don't go to school. Well, of course, I can't go to normal school, because I'd burn up in the sunlight within milliseconds. I do my own courses. Homeschooling, except you teach yourself from textbooks. I didn't think I was very smart, but whenever Jameson quizzed me on the material, he always complimented me. I think he was just being nice.
You're probably also wondering where my parents are. Oh, they're here. I don't talk to them much, is all. I'm up in my attic bedroom all day, and all night.
It had been a month since we'd moved in to the Mansion, and we hadn't had one visitor. I wondered if we'd ever get her name, when Jameson walked in, and cracked open my coffin's lid.
"Master Alexander, we have the young lady's name." He said in his deep, Romanian tone.
I instantly directed my attention to him. "Will we invite her over?" I asked nervously.
He replied hesitantly, "I am not sure. Mr. and Mrs. Sterling are leaving tonight. Shall we invite her for dinner next week?"
My answer was instant. "Yes. Send her house and invitation ASAP."
Jameson cracked a small smile, and replied with an off-topic statement. "I have also seen the girl at the Travel Agency. She must have a job there."
Right when he was about to close the coffin lid, I spoke to him. "By the way, what is this girl's name?" My mind was practically about to burst with excitement.
"Her name is Raven Madison." Jameson said quietly, and closed the lid to my coffin.
So her name is Raven…I thought to myself. I admired such a beautiful name. Even though I might never see her again if she doesn't respond to the invitation, I was excited for the day she came into the Mansion. Perhaps too excited.