Hellooo, so I've decided to continue! Yayyy! Soo, this is my new Chapter 9 i tried to remember everything that I wrote..aannd yah. Sorry this took so loooong. Boo me :( Its summer so ill try to work more on this! (No promises though Im not reliable..)

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"Hey J- oh my gob.. umm. j-Jackie.." a distant voice woke me up.

"wha..?" I muffled out. Turning to the source of noise. Marshall stood there his back turned against the wall occasionally glancing back to show his lightly shaded face.

I was confused for a second, what us he so uncomfortable about? he's seen me in pajamas before. That's when I looked down at myself, and I realized.

I let out a yelp covering myself while screaming "GET OUT!" he basically jumped and stumbled out shutting the door behind him.

Dear gob, how i miss the privacy of my own home. It gets a bit frustrating having somebody catch you in embarrassing clothing..more than once. I let out a sigh and made a note to myself, remember to lock the freakin door. I start getting ready doing my usual routine in the mornings, and sneak out of the room. Strolling down to the living room I hear a sweet voice. My curiosity beckons me and I press up against the wall trying to be quiet so I won't get caught. I slightly peek out and see Marshall floating with some type of bass- axe thingy. His eyes are closed and he's singing a song that sounds strange. An unexpected smile creeps up onto my lips as I watch how he gently strokes the base with his angelic voice going along with the tune. It's almost entrancing and it takes me a few seconds to realize that the song ended and he's now staring straight at me. Damn, I've been caught.

He looks away and leans the bass against the wall. It was silent for a moment before I say,

"I never knew you could play that. I-..it was really nice."

He blinks, "..Thanks." the silence continued, while I was realizing that I actually didn't know all that much about the boy standing in front of me. Who, might I say, I have been practically living with for some time now. I eventually snapped out of my thoughts when I realized the dead silence the in the room.

"How come I never heard you play before?" I asked.

"Well I never really had the time, I was always distracted with things coning up here and there. Especially with your sorry ass." He smirked. He was pushing my buttons wasn't he..

" Excuse me! I can take care of myself!" I exclaimed getting a bit flustered.

"Suuuuuuuure. Says the one thats passed out on me hmm..how many times? Man I lost count." He tapped his chin his pace showing a completely fake thinking face. I was getting more irritated by the second.

"Whatever!" I said crossing my arms and looking away.

"..But ya know we really don't know that much about each other. Which is sort of sad since you have been crashing in my room for who knows how many weeks." He stated.

"True. Well then, Its a great time to start! So..I'm guessing you like music. What kind?"

"I like all kinds really, but I guess you could say I prefer Rock, and some rap." he pointed out.

My face lit up as I responded with a, "Me too!" No idea why I was so excited about that...

He chuckled, " Well its my turn to ask you something now." He said lowly floating closer to me. For some reason the tone of his voice made me slightly uncomfortable. I gulped and took a step back.

"O-okay..Well what is it?" I quickly said.

"...what are your favorite colors!"

" Psh, blue and black of course. Whats yours?"

"Red and Black."

"Meh, alright my turn. Do you make your own music are you like a musician or something?" I tilted my head to the side when I asked.

"I usually write all the songs I sing. Yeah I guess you could call me that. My turn." He got even closer causing be to back up against the wall. Shit.

"favorite food?" He whispered, i could easily hear since we were literally only a few inches away.

" ?" I squeaked out. My face colored a bright red.

"Strawberries, duh."

I cleared my throat trying to keep my cool.

"Ahem um, since your a vampire and all how old are you exactly?"

"lets just say way older than you.." he smirked leaning in closer that our noses were practically touching. I was freaking out. Why don't you move?! But I couldn't. I just stood there, completely frozen.

"My turn," looking straight at me he said, "Hey Jackie?"

"Hm?" I responded weakly.

"Have you ever kissed anybody?" Well that was out of the blue. Now i was flipping my shizz oh gob. What do I say to that? Why would he even ask me that?

I bit my lip as I replied in embarrassment "N-no.."

He just stayed quiet and got a bit closer. Oh my grog was he going to do what I think he's gunna do. While I internally freak out I feel his lips just barely hovering over mine. We were so close and I had a slight urge to just lean a little closer so our lips could touch, but I held it back. Hell no, I was not doing that. I noticed he licked his lips and oh my jeez that was hot- I mean what? My face grew hotter and I just shut my eyes. I gotta admit I was hoping he did it. Just closed the space between and feel his lips on mine..Jackie you need to stop thinking things like that. After a long pause I felt a shift in movement and I opened my eyes to see he moved away. I was a bit disheartened to see him so far away now, but I shrugged it off not letting it spread across my face.

He swallowed and said with an unreadable expression, "Your turn."

"Right" I sighed.

We continued asking questions back and forth at a reasonable distance from each other, bonding over common interests and debating on our opposites. It continued like that with little meaningless questions that just revealed minor parts of our personality. Until he asked something I really did not want to answer.

"What's with the locket always around your neck?" Shit.