Aww, thanks Brianna! You're freakishly awesome. I will check them out sometime. UK stars are cool. (I do like Coldplay)

Dislaimer: ...

10. No Pun Intended

Simon never liked Raphael and his gang of vampires; if only he had more vampire friends to hang out with who don't want to kill him because he's 'special', he'd be with them right now undoubtedly. But Izzy had kindly persuaded Raphael into teaching him how to hunt, and since the young –not really—boy finally agreed, albeit regrettably, Simon couldn't disappoint Izzy now. He might end up hurt anyway. Isabelle knew how to injure his pride without injuring his body like it was the easiest thing to do.

"Daylighter," one of the vampires said; it was an Asian girl, with blue-black hair and dark eyes; she reminded him vaguely of Izzy, if not for her smaller stature. "You are late."

"Sorry," said Simon. "It's the time difference."

"You should know that we go out when the sun is down," someone else said, ignoring his sarcastic remark. "Don't you know that, mon petit frère?"

"Je ne sais pas français," Simon replied, and then he shook his head. "Seriously, I don't actually know to speak French. I only know that phrase 'cause I'm in a band with a guy who spews random sentences from random dictionaries in his songs."

The French vampire rolled his eyes.

"Don't even bother," another one said, looking at the others with a roll of his eyes. "It's not like none of you take your sweet time looking at the mirror when you can't even see yourselves." The vampire smiled, threw an arm over Simon's shoulders, and started walking him into the hotel. The rest of the vampires muttered some things, before turning around to speak amongst themselves. "Say, Daylighter, what's your name?"

"Simon," he replied; despite the fact that they knew what he was, he wasn't surprised they don't know who he was.

"Derik," said the vampire, and sent him a crooked grin. "Is this your first time hunting, yeah? 'S why you came here to us? Raphael didn't really explain much."

"Yeah," Simon nodded. They sat down on a black –he presumed- bench, wincing a little at the metals digging into his back. He looked warily around him; the other vampires seemed to have lost interest and were still standing near the entrance, talking. "This place is awfully dark. What do you even do during the day?"

"We hibernate," Derik said, and he laughed, even though Simon didn't react. "No, really, we mostly sleep or do nothing. We have fine boredom tolerance."

"That's," he didn't know exactly what do say, "very productive." Clearing his throat, Simon looked at the street lights ruefully. "You get people here often?"

Derik shrugged. "Eh, some times. A lot of drunk idiots lose their places here at night." Derik grinned again. "There's this one night where a homeless drunk came walking up to me. He said he hadn't had a bite for three days."

Simon's eyebrows creased, and he said, "What did you do then?"

"I bit him."

I think I'm in love.

Jace set what he was holding down on the windowsill and reached out to her. She came to lean against him, and his hand slid up under her t-shirt and rested caressingly, possessively, on the small of her back. He bent to kiss her, gently at first, but the gentleness went quickly and soon she was pressed up against the glass of the window, his hands at the hem of her shirt — his shirt —

"Jace." She moved a little bit away. "I'm pretty sure people down there in the street can see us."

"We could …" He gestured toward the bed. "Move…over there."

She grinned. "You said that like it took you a while to come up with the idea."

When he spoke, his voice was muffled against her neck. "What can I say, you make my thought processes slow down. Now I know what it's like to be a normal person."

"How … is it?" The things he was doing with his hands under the t-shirt were distracting.

"Terrible. I'm already way behind on my quota of witty comments for the day. "

Tell me that wasn't one of the most adorable things you have ever read.

Ahem, anyway, just a note here though: Tomorrow there's going to be a twitter takeover (for any of you tweeters out there) for TMI, which is #7daysuntilCOLS, and YOU GUYS HAVE YOU ALL PARTICIPATE! We're taking over the world, no? This'll be one of the best chances! :D

And if you want some COLS snippets every day, Cassie will be writing them on her blog and tmisource (dot com). Check it out, guys! Let's do this!