Ok so it took me all summer but i finally updated. I am really sorry for the long long wait but i just had no inspiration for this story up until recently. I actually had this chapter written already but it took me a while to get it typed up and posted. Again I am really sorry. I will try to update soon and iapologize if this chapter seems a bit short. It seemed long when i worte it but after looking at it it is a bit short. the next chapter will probably be short as well but will hopfully beposted by next we if not theweek following. Please just bear with me because school juststarted and i am going to be swamped this year because it's my junior year but i am determined to finish this story so please be patient and bear with me. Thamks!

~yourvioleteyes~

The ground was cold against my feet as I ran through the vast grass of my secret meadow. I fell to the ground in a heap hearing giggling above me. I looked up to see my best friend Gregory lying atop me. I scrunched up my face at him. "You know it's not right to tackle a girl" I huffed brushing the dirt and grass from my dress. My mother would kill me if I came home with stains on my new dress.

The 12 year-old just snickered. "Don't be such a girl Adeline."

"Well sorry for actually being a girl." I emphasized the last part. He just shrugged and looked back up towards the sky. I pushed a strand of blonde hair from my eyes and lay next to him. We remained like that, silently watching the clouds pass by overhead. After a few minutes Gregory turned his head to look at me, his blue eyes meeting my green ones.

"You know my dad wants me to help pick out a bride soon." Sadness overtook me at the thought of him married to some snooty rich aristocrat's daughter. I sometimes forgot the type of background he came from. His parents were aristocrats, well known in our small English town. I had met them several times and they were as nice as can be. However, I also knew they would never approve of my social status and love for their son. My mother was a house wife with four children and my father a farmer. They would never consider me a potential wife for their son no matter how much they liked me.

"Oh" was my only reply.

Gregory turned and looked towards the clouds again. "I told them no" he said.

I turned to face him. "Why?" I asked.

"Simple" he said turning to face me. "I don't want to marry a stranger." I didn't say anything. I just stared back at him. He continued talking. "Besides, I already have someone in mind."

"Who?" I asked the hurt somewhat evident in my voice.

"You" he smiled dimples appearing on his cheeks "my best friend."

I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him. I felt him smile through the kiss. Everything faded into darkness except for the sounds of two giggling children.

I awoke to the sun in my face. "Mom!" I complained pulling the curtain of my four-poster bed closed. "Why must you always open the curtains first thing in the morning?"

"Because…" she drawled "the sun is good for you."

"Not for everyone" I muttered as she walked out the room probably going to torture Tony too.

I flopped off my bed and proceeded to the wardrobe. I pulled open the doors to a violent hiss. I shut them instantly. "Gregory! Why are you in my wardrobe?"

He groaned in pain inside the piece of furniture. "I needed someplace to sleep where the sun wouldn't find me."

"And the chest at the end of my bed wouldn't have worked?" I questioned while closing the curtains.

"I prefer to sleep upside down" he said sliding out of the wardrobe. I just shook my head at him.

I turned to my bed. "You can sleep in my bed if you want. Just draw the curtains and the sun won't shine through." He slowly took a step towards my bed. I could have sworn there was a slight blush on his otherwise pale cheeks.

"Thanks" he murmured drawing the curtains. I walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out some jeans and a navy tank top. After showering I threw my hair into a half-up do and pulled on a grey cardigan to hide the nasty bruises on my shoulders from my tussle with Rookery with my favorite black converse. I applied a small line of black eyeliner with some mascara before walking back into my room. I was stuffing books into my backpack when I heard Gregory's voice behind me. "Let me see your back" he ordered gently pulling the cardigan from my shoulders. He let out a small growl.

I snatched back the cardigan and put it on. "I'm going to kill that bastard for what he did to you" he hissed his eyes turning a bright red. I put my hand on his arm and he calmed down slightly although his rage was still evident in his eyes.

"It's not a big deal. I jumped on his back like Spiderman. Of course he would have thrown me off."

"But a man should never hurt a woman" he argued.

"Gregory, I am fine. Please stop fretting over me." I turned back to my backpack and pulled out my sketchbook. "Here" I said handing him the book.

"What's this for?" he asked his brow furrowing in confusion.

"It's my sketchbook. If you get bored you can draw in it or just look at what's in there. I'm sorry but I don't have much that will entertain a teen vampire."

He smiled at me. It wasn't a cruel or sad smile like I'd seen grace his face since I first met him last night. It was sincere sand showed his appreciation. I couldn't help but feel honored that he graced me with that smile. "Thanks Sadie" he said. I bowed my head trying to hide the blush that spread like wildfire across my cheeks.

I grabbed my backpack and turned for the door. I stopped in the doorway and looked at Gregory one last time over my shoulder. He was sitting on my bed while stifling though my drawings, sketches, and various other doodles. "Hey Greg!" I spoke grabbing his attention. He looked at me with wide confused eyes. I smiled. "Please don't eat my parents while I'm at school." And with that I laughed and skipped downstairs. I could have sworn I'd heard him chuckle in response.

I walked into the kitchen to find Tony sitting at the table, staring into space, and absentmindedly mixing his Frosted Flakes with his spoon. I waltzed over to the cupboard and pulled out a pop tart. "You know…" I commented while leaning against the counter. "You're supposed to eat cereal, not play with it." H shook his head as if woken from a dream. "Oh hey Sadie, I was just thinking about how were supposed to find the crest."

"I didn't see it so I don't know what the crest looked like but I can borrow a book on crests from the school's library."

Tony's face lit up. "Really, that would be great! My dumb teacher has his eye on me so I can't sneak off and get one. Ever since those stupid boys pushed me I've been under lockdown" he muttered taking a bite of his cold cereal.

"Well that's what you get for fighting" I said ruffling his already spiky hair.

"I don't think they'll be bothering me anytime soon" he said with a creepy smile.

"Tony what did you do?" I questioned scowling at the small 4th grader. He seemed to realize his mistake as he froze. "Um… you see I…" the loud beep of my mom's van had him out the door and my clutches in a second. I sighed and picked up my book bag before heading to the car. I would get him later.

TC

I walked into the school library just as the lunch bell rang. To save myself the embarrassment of sitting alone during lunch I hid here. I walked over to the librarian's desk and offered her a small smile. She was a small plump woman with round glasses and a lively smile.

"Would you happen to know where I could find a book on Scottish crests?" I asked. She directed me over to a small shelf in the back corner of the library that held historic Scottish books and other things. I strode over to it after thanking the librarian.

I skimmed through at least 12 books before I found one on Scottish crests. It was perfect. I was about to go check it out when I felt someone's breath on my neck.

"Well it looks like I've found your hiding place" James McCashton snickered. "I must say babe…" he said while putting his arm around me. "You couldn't have picked a better place for us to be alone."

I pushed him away before speed walking over to the checkout desk. "Don't be like that" the McCashton pig grabbed my wrist.

"Let me go" I growled tugging my arm free. "You have no right to touch me."

"Oh I believe I do" he countered stepping in front of me. I had to look up at him since he was almost a foot taller than me.

"Why do you think that?" I questioned crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well let's just say…" he whispered in my ear. He twirled a lock of my hair around his finger. I wanted to slap him but I didn't seeing as we were in a semi-crowded library. I sinister smile formed on his face. "If you don't do what I say your daddy might find himself out of a job."

My eyes widened in shock. "You bastard" I yelled shoving him away from me. All eyes had turned to stare at us. "How dare you threaten my family!" I hissed pointing an accusing finger at him.

He grabbed my arm. "Shut up! You're drawing a crowd."

"I don't care McCashton! How dare you think you can talk me into being your whore by threatening my family?!" Everyone was staring now. The librarian even had her eyes narrowed at the McCashton boy. He glared at me. I just smirked and walked over to the checkout desk. It was a great day. I got Tony his book and I got to see a jerk get escorted to the principal's office. Now to just find the amulet and restore the vampires back to their mortal glory, no pressure.