A/N ok this is the next chapter, bit more action in this one I think, thanks to all the reviewers, Rhiannan Star- yes that's how I pronounce the name too. Also a little fact, it means little dark one, which I think Keaira is, haha ok on with the story:
"Dylan! Hey!"
"Keaira, hi, so how was your night?" he asked pushing his black curly hair away from his face.
"Oh it was alright, but that's boring, come on lets go in to school, Kyle will be waiting! I can't wait to see him after his holidays" Kyle was Keaira's boyfriend, he was popular and good-looking but they always seemed to be fighting.
As Keaira and Dylan walked inside, Moira called over
"Keaira, I've got a dentist appointment so you have to walk home by yourself, ok?"
"Yeah, I'm not 3!" Keaira scowled and Dylan smiled, she's so cute when she scowls, he thought.
They went into school and over to where a group of giggling girls were surrounding a tanned, muscled 16 year old.
"Ah here's my little lady now," he said, pulling Keaira by the hand through the crowd
"I'm not your little lady! How dare you imply that…" but he interrupted her by kissing her fiercely on the lips. When they came up for air she muttered "I hate it when you do that!" then the bell went to get them off to classes.
At the end of the day Keaira met Dylan by the gate,
"How's Kyle!" Dylan mumbled, scuffing the dirt with his foot,
"Fine, but you didn't have to be so rude to him before!"
"Me… rude… what are you talking about I'm not the one who sells out on their best friends the minute some stupid, tanned idiot comes along!" Dylan shouted, Keaira just shook her head and ran off, the opposite way from home.
"Keaira wait up!" Dylan tried to run after her, but already crowds of people were coming out from the school.
Keaira ran like she had never ran before, she ran to get Dylan's words out of her head, it wasn't true was it,
"Of course not darling" Keaira stopped suddenly, and realised she was in the near-by woods; there was a good-looking man in an expensive suit leaning against a tree. Keaira could tell he was a blood witch.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my mind?" she shouted scowling.
"Ah the same scowl as your mother, and me probably," he said laughing,
"What, my mum doesn't scowl!"
"Maybe not your adopted mum but definitely your biological mum does, why weren't you told you were adopted?" he smiled, almost cruelly, as if glad he had one over on Keaira
"I was actually, and you still didn't answer my question… who are you!"
"Well Keaira my darling, I thought that was obvious, I'm your father!"
A/N ok little bit longer than I expected, but can you see where it's going? Hope so, please review
