Disclaimer: This story was inspired by the Night World series, so the concept isn't mine.

Title: Ordinary Girl

Chapter Interlude

3 months later

He was dressed all in black from head to toe and his eyes were the Redfern trademark, color-changing eyes. He was riding at neck breaking speed carelessly going over the limit. He liked to live fast. Checking the gauge he realized that he was almost out of gas.

He pulled over and stopped at a small gas station. He wore a black sunglass over his eyes and stepped out of his silver Porsche. "Full." He handed the attendant some bills without looking and went inside the mini store.

He looked like a desperado looking for a fight. He walked with grace and strength that came to him naturally. He eyed the girl. Blonde, mediums height, vermin, food…he shook his head. "No not anymore."  The girl at the desk was chatting at the phone and barely heard him enter. She glanced up uncommitted still talking to her boyfriend and her eyes widened.

"Excuse me Jon, I have customers." She said briskly cutting the conversation short.

"Hello what can I do for you?" She said smiling, wondering whom this handsome stranger was. "Are you just passing by?"
"Just looking around. I'm headed for the next town." He took off his sunglasses and gave the girl a slow sensual smile.

The poor girl stared for a moment transfixed. Realizing what she was doing she babbled, "I'm sorry but you have the strangest eye color. Contact lens?"

"The newest pair."

"I'm Christine. I'm from the next town too. Are you really going there?" She asked a bit excited. Maybe this guy was an actor and he was going to visit their town. She'd have a lot of fun telling her friends later.  

"Blaze." He said. "Blake Redfern. I'm transferring to your school."

"You're not an actor?" The girl looked disappointed for a moment. "Cool maybe me and my friends can show you around. We don't get a lot of new people coming into our town" She made a face. "It's practically a ghost town. No offense but why do you want to go there? Me, I can't wait to get out." She threw her blonde hair over her shoulder.

His eyes turned distant turning darker. "I'm looking for someone."

"Haha…Well I have absolutely no idea who you're looking for. I've known everybody practically all my life!" She spoke chattily, mesmerized.

A sinking hope settled unto him. "What does a human know? Akasha is a witch she can surely change her appearance."  Then another thought entered. "Only, she's not a practiced witch. How can she hide all that light, that spark radiating from her?" Blake frowned.

"Is there something wrong?" Christine asked taken aback by the sudden frown.

His face eased back into the sensual smile he gave her earlier. "I need a map so that I won't get lost finding this ghost town of yours. Then I'll be on my way."

She looked crestfallen and then chirped right back. "Okay, give me a second…" She fumbled down below the counter. "Ahh, here it is."

"How much?"

"On the house. Consider it like, um, a welcome gift."

He gave her another heart-stopping smile and she all but swooned.

When he left, Christine instantly picked up the phone and dialed the phone of her best friend, Rita Evans. It was picked up after the first ring… "RITA!" She squealed. "Guess what?!…" On and on she babbled…

He threw the map out of the window, his hands gripping the steering wheel. "There's no place you cam hide." He turned going towards the exit. "Akasha." He murmured.

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