Chapter 8

Lizette stood still for several minutes before finally moving towards where she'd gotten to the roof. Arubey blocked her path and shook his head. "Why were you watching me?"

"I saw the vampire come-."

"That was my mother, I asked her to come as a favour to me."

He shrugged and stepped towards her, she stepped to the side to go a different way but he blocked her again and this time he went to grab her arm but she turned and hit him. He fell to the side and felt his temple, "You hit like a girl."

"Makes sense," she said and he growled. "Did Edward send you to watch me?"

He shook his head, "Edward has nothing to do with this. I'm older then him-."

"By what, a year?"

He chuckled, "Actually I'm 5403 years old." That made her frown and look a tad bit uncomfortable; he could perform attacks on her that she'd never even thought of. He was old enough to know everything about fighting and killing others like him, "You look disappointed." He noted and Lizette shrugged

She frowned, "Well I am- I'm used to being the oldest… let it sink in while you stay there and I… not stay here." she said and tried to go around again but he grabbed her so quickly they she didn't react and he threw her to the ground, "That hurt." She grunted and he grinned as he moved a little so he was more comfortable, he kept a hand next to her right shoulder as his knee was next to her left.

He smiled a little, showing off his pearly whites… very pointy pearly whites. "It's dangerous to have a human living with you."

"Did you tell Edward that isn't his… fling, a human?"

"He plans to turn her soon, in the next year or so-."

She sighed, "He's doing fine. A few little things here and there, but we're doing fine with him." he chuckled. "What?"

"You are for now but something will happen- why do you move so often?"

She grinned this time, "we hate being in one place too long."

"Whatever."

She scowled, "It's true…. Basil likes it as much as we do." She told him and he growled at her, "Believe me or not but we love Basil like he's really ours." He slid his hand closer to her shoulder and over her neck as if he'd choke the life out of her; she didn't move, she'd seen the way he and his brothers look at her- they had a crush.

"I can kill you here and they'll never know, just think you left the city…"

"You can, but you won't." She said making him snarl a little, "You don't love me, but you want me… now's your chance; I can't fight you because I'll lose so I won't bother wasting my time risking my life or gaining a few wounds because… well, we're at school and I have brothers. You can over power me," she whispered smirking at him and he realized that she was right.

He moved to sit over her and kept his hand at her neck, "Do you want me to make you scream."

"I'm a pretty loud screamer," she said truthfully. He didn't understand that she could scream for help loudly, he took it a different way and took advantage of that. As he bent down to either bite or kiss her, she head butted him and he fell back; she kicked him as she jumped up and was able to get off the rood before he could grab her.

…

Lizette entered eighth hour with her work done and ready for discussion. The teacher, who finally introduced himself about two days after class actually began, told them to settle down then get into groups to finish their projects. They had to choose a mythological couple and do a report on them.

"Aren't we done?" Lizette frowned, "I didn't even want to do these two anyway."

"Romeo is an idiot," Wyatt agreed. "But even Basil knows the play better then us-."

"Because he starred in it you dolt," Lizzie snapped and Wyatt frowned. The teacher came over, "Xavier, can we switch ideas."

"Do you have one ready?"

Lizzie pulled it out and presented it, Wyatt and Cory stared at her. "You planned to change didn't you?"

"Like you didn't think it," she muttered. "Besides if I had to do my project on some-."

"Aren't they French?"

"So?"

"You are, shouldn't you like doing this kind of stuff on people from your country-."

"Yeah when the story isn't completely stupid.

Xavier looked at her, "Fine who's the new pair?"

"Hans and Greta, they're demon children. Siblings who go from town to town every fifty years. They fake their deaths and make it look like some kind of cult killed them using witchcraft-."

"Lizzie," Cory snapped.

"Then they appear as ghosts and they have the townspeople take witches and burn them alive. Its slow, painful, and of course it kills people and most of the time the burned are just average day humans who can't even float a pencil." She said and Xavier nodded.

"Alright, I'll allow this." He said and she handed it to him so he could grade it.

Cory and Wyatt looked at her, "Why did you make another one. We worked hard-."

"Oh please, he didn't even notice the date. It's from a decade ago," she said. That made Edward glare at her and she returned it, she grinned when she looked away however. She thought it funny that the other vampires hated them because they were there or that they didn't keep to themselves like they did.

Cory looked up at the newest one, "That is the one you did twelve years ago?" he asked and she smiled and nodded, "Why did you do that before?"

"Because I didn't know where it was; turns out it was the box labeled 'school'." She said and sat back and ripped the Romeo and Juliet one in half, "These two," she set the halves on Cory's desk top, "Give the French a bad name. A bad, bad name; it's embarrassing and the play isn't even in French, but in English originally-."

"That's because the author was English," Cory told her.

Lizette grumbled something in French and Wyatt scowled at her, "Don't do that." he told her

"It's my language, either learn it or leave me alone."

"It's hard to learn."

"You lived in France for nearly fifty years. Ten in Greece, what did you do while there? Stay home all day?"

"If you were there, you'd know."

"Sorry I was busy with my own-."

"You were in Greece for a reason-."

"Yeah- wouldn't you like to know," she muttered and looked away from them as she adverted her attention to the sketch book she brought out of her bag.

Cory and Wyatt looked at each then glanced at her as she ignored them and indulged her attention into the paper and pencil as she used her fingers to make some parts more realistic and shaded in nicer. Cory and Wyatt left her alone for the rest of the hour as she ignored them and avoided looking up as she kept her eyes on the papers. By the end of class Lizette had drawn Basil with the girl he'd bitten; she saw her picture when Basil showed her a class photo. They were given grown up features and facing each other as they held hands. They both had small scars on their necks; Cory took it from her as she closed it and she didn't stop as she got up and went to stand behind him.

He grinned, "Nice Lizzie- that's great… plan it for him too."

Lizette smiled and nodded, "Fine I will; I plan on it."

"I was being sarcastic-!"

"I know Cory," she said and put it away in her bag and waited for them to get their things together before she left. Arubey caught her eye but she looked away after barely five seconds and Nickolas pushed him roughly and told him to go faster.

However Nickolas looked back as did Christopher and Hardy. They made it official: each of the four brothers had put a claim on Lizette without telling the other three. A claim is a kind of like saying that a vampire has called to date another vampire- rarely it's humans; a vampire will claim another usually once before they actually fall in love or they get killed. Arubey wanted Lizette because she would hard to control; Nickolas wanted her because he knew that his brothers wouldn't want her; Christopher liked her for the way she treated her brother Basil and that she was an artist like him- not many vampires have talents that resolve around pencils and paper. Hardy wanted her because he was sure that making love to her would be fantastic! Hardy grinned as she glanced back to see her grab Wyatt's text book for him.