I'm sorry this is really short. It was a lot longer but I thought it would be better to break it up a bit. But still, let me know what you think! And feel free to give me ideas of where you want the story to go:)

Sara POV

I woke up the next morning later than usual. I should be mad at myself for staying up as late as I did, but I was feeling more pathetic than anything. I tried to pretend I stayed up until about two in the morning because I couldn't sleep...but no. I was hoping Jack would come back.

I didn't even know why. I hated talking to him and I just got embarrassed and annoyed, and yet I had this hope that he would come back. Maybe because he was the first one I've talked to in so long, or maybe it had something to do with the way his arms had wrapped around me...

NO! I sat up and shook my head. It was not because of that! Why could I let myself think that was why? It wasn't that or anything else about him that I found...appealing.

I started to lightly knock my own head against my staff. I was an idiot. He was just a stupid boy, being good looking doesn't mean anything...and yet I couldn't stop thinking of him. To clear my head, I decided to bathe in the lake. It was the afternoon, so the sun should have warmed the water a bit.

I leaned my staff up against the nearest tree, and began to stroll over toward the edge of the lake. I started to pull my hoodie over my head when I heard a voice behind me.

"Might want to wait to do that." I whirled around and tugged my hoodie back down. My face was beat red as I looked at the stranger that had approached. He stood about about thirty feet away, and looked to be arpund eighteen. He was really pale, with dark hair, and a clothing style that reminded me of some of the teenagers that I would see. He was wearing dark pants, with a black t-shirt and dark boots laced onto his feet. He was a bit toned, and I might have found him handsome if it wasn't for his eyes. They were dark red...and the bit of pupil I could see was pitch black. Something about him made me shiver...he wasn't normal.

"Who are you?" I asked as I nervously began fiddling with the strings of my hoodie. I quickly stopped myself and started to give the worst glare I could to him...He did just walk in on me taking my clothes off.

"Oh Sara," He said with a strange smile as he began walking toward me, "Just let me introduce myself before you give me that look." He was about fifteen feet away now. But I still felt like he was to close.

"How do you know my name?" I said trying to keep my voice from wavering, he couldn't know how scared I was. I felt like I needed to run away from him, but I felt like any attempt I made would be unsuccessful.

"I've been watching you," He started with that's same sickening smile, "I've seen you wake up in the morning, sleep at night, even talking to that Guardian." He said the word 'Guardian' like it was a disgusting thought to have a conversation with one of them. It chilled me to the bone. He began to once again walk closer to me with his hands in his pockets.

"Wait," I said holding my hands up as if to shield myself from him upcoming approach, "You've been watching me?"

"Of course." He said it simply. Like it was a normal thing to do. My head was spinning, I needed to get out of here.

"You're the reason I kept feeling like I was being watched! And when I was hearing my name! That was you wasn't it!"

"Yes," He then began to laugh. It was a horrible laugh, a laugh that someone who had just tortured puppies would make. Half of me was glad I wasn't crazy...the other half actually wished I was.

He continued to come closer, and I had reached the edge of the lake and could not back up any further. The only hope I had to get away was my staff, which was behind him.

"Why have you been stalking me?" I asked trying to find an opening to make a beeline toward my staff. I continued to look at it when suddenly he was right in front of me.

"Because you are mine." I froze when he said that. He was an arms length away from me, and I looked up at him. He was taller than me by a few inches, but I could still those bright crimson eyes. He smiled at me and showed his white, slightly pointy teeth. He reached a hand out as if to touch me, that's when I made my move.

I smacked his arm away as hard as I could and pushed past him. I took two steps sprinting as fast as I could, when I felt arms inveloping me from behind. He was stronger than he appeared, and no matter how hard I twisted and kicked he kept a tight hold on me.

"Let me go!" I screamed as loud as I could. He lowered his head toward my ear, I could feel his hair tickle the side of my face.

"Shh," He whispered as if to sooth me, "I'm not letting you go. You're mine." I could feel his smile against my neck as he was whispering. What he said just made me thrash more.

"HELP! PLEASE! SOMEBODY!" I hollered as loud as I could until he clamped a hand over my mouth. I tried to keep yelling, but his hand blocked all the sound that came out of my mouth. But I continued to struggle, I didn't know who this guy was, but I was not going to give up.

"Your testing my patience." He growled as I continued to thrash in his arms. When suddenly there was a flash in the corner of my eye. I heard him grunt and let go of me, I fell to the ground and quickly turned over onto my back. I watched as he grunted and pulled an ice shard out of his side. I looked up and saw who my rescuer was.

"Jack!"