Seven
Dear Diary,
Okay, so let me get a few things perfectly clear:
1. I happen to be living with a family of the un-dead.
2. Therefore there is no justice in this world.
3. Or hope.
4. Or sanity.
5. I'm going to be home-schooled.
6. One of said un-dead freaks is sharing a room with me.
7. He's really annoying.
8. Yet hot...wait...what??
9. And he represents a really lazy cat.
10. They are all vampires. I feel like I'm living in a bad fan-fiction.
11. Did I mention the whole blood-sucking thing.
12. It's going to be really awkward from now on.
13. I can't tell ANYONE around me, so basically it's me vs the vampire family. That'll be interesting...
Jenna threw her diary into a corner. Big help that was supposed to be, writing in it just made her feel even more screwed-up.
Jace walked in, the door clicking neatly shut behind him. His shirt was unbuttoned and his hair was wet from going in the shower after his late-night snack.
"Yo." He said when he saw her.
"Don't 'Yo' me, Toothy," Jenna snapped. "We need to get a few things settled here."
Jace sat on the floor and looked at her with his sparkling-like-the-sea green eyes. "And what might those be? The facts aren't that difficult to understand."
"What, you mean like the whole vampire thing? No, I'm totally over it." She spat sarcastically.
"Good." Jace lay back on his make-shift floor bed. "Saves me explaining it."
"We're not done, kitty! Look: what I don't get is how you managed to keep this secret as it is an extremely badly-kept secret as I've only been here around 24 hours and already all my knowledge of the natural world is thrown into question."
Jace shrugged. "I have no idea."
"Helpful."
Jace sighed. "Okay: there's like this place...alright, well it's not a place as such. It's all around you and there are loads of us everywhere. Vampires, werewolves, Shapeshifters... you following so far?"
"Uh, yeah." Was all Jenna could manage.
"Well, ok, like I said, all these supernatural people and shit. It's called Nightworld."
Jenna couldn't help it. She burst out laughing. "Nightworld! Oh my God, that's priceless! Some secret organisation! Your name gives you away from the word: Go!"
"Well we were going to call ourselves Middle Earth, but that was somewhat copyrighted."
"Okay, so you're telling me that anyone could be anything. Like a vampire?"
"Lamia." Jace corrected. "If you want to get specific."
"Not really." Said Jenna. "And I'm good with 'vampire' if it's alright with you."
Jace did that whole one-eyebrow-raised routine again and Jenna found herself blurting. "What can kill a vampire?"
Jace laughed. "Like I'd tell that to you of all people. I wouldn't last the night."
He gave Jenna a look that could have frozen magma. "Look, I know you may be hoping for the whole tortured-soul I-want-to-die vampire who thinks he's a monster but I'm afraid that I'm happy with myself. Who I am is just fine with me."
"And to think, I was so looking forward to burning you to a crisp."
"Goodnight, Jenna," Jace turned to his bedside table and flicked off the light.
"Don't cut off our conversation, kitty!"
Jenna stood up to go over and yell some more to really annoy him, but perhaps karma stopped her.
She leapt off the bed and began to walk, not looking at where she was going and stumbling in the dark. Her ankle caught on a box and she fell sideways onto Jace.
"Ow!" She yelped and Jace made an 'umph' sound in half pain, half surprise.
As soon as their skin touched fireworks filled Jenna's heart. Her pulse sped up, she could feel Jace's breath on her neck and she felt his cold skin and her warm skin seem to create electricity.
It hurt and yet it felt amazingly right.
"Get off!" Snapped Jenna.
"Who fell on whom, Delaney?"
"I said: get off!"
There was a lot of rustling and 'ouch's and a 'that was my foot, you bastard' from Jenna until Jenna found herself lying on her back, facing him from under him.
He leant on his hands above her, his fingers trapped some of her coppery hair.
Even in the dark she saw the green in his eyes.
There was silence for a long time, Jenna just couldn't find the words.
"Jenna," He said, her name sounded kind of nice in his voice. "I've already put you in a lot of trouble,"
Jenna felt her heart twist with a feeling.
"I know you must be scared,"
It was like he was in sync with her emotions...
"And I'm sorry. I...I should have protected you."
It was all so wonderfully...
Jace put his mouth to her ear. "So don't spoil it by trying to rape me."
Moment gone.
Jenna almost ached with fury and hate.
" GET OFF ME YOU STUPID VAM-!"
"Shh!"
Jace clapped a hand to her mouth and attempted to drag her over to the bed. "Shut up, dork and go back to sleep."
Jenna screamed blue murder at him from behind his hand and when he threw her on the bed she grabbed one of her books from the piles on the floor and launched it at his shoulder.
"Ow!" He complained. "That hurt you annoying weirdo!"
"Call me a weirdo ONE more time, freak! I'll stick a cross up your-!"
"Is everything okay in there you guys?" It was Sierra knocking on the door. "I heard shouting and crashing."
"We're fine!" Jenna and Jace said in unison and broke off to glare hatefully at each other.
"I see. Well, if you say so. Go to bed already: it's almost two in the morning."
"We will, mom. Night." Jace shouted through the door and turned to Jenna once her footsteps had faded away. "See what you've done? You've woken up half the house."
"Oh get lost, Fangy." Jenna turned over in bed. "I'm sick of you already."
"Trust me," Jace's voice was laced with anger. "The feeling is more than mutual."
