A/n: Hey people!! Ok so I started on this chapter right away, so y'all had better thank me for that!! Lol, jk. Ok, so um…anything else I missed? ....Um, not that I can think of, so enjoy!!

I stared at the redness of the back of my eyelids. Rolling onto my back, I tried to regain sleep. But I was awake, and there was nothing that I could do about it. I opened my eyes, and blinked in the sudden, bright light. Groaning, I threw off the covers.

I shivered in the cold October air, and sat up, swinging my legs over the edge of my bed. I rubbed my eyes, and stumbled over to my dresser.

I pulled out a long-sleeved gray shirt, a black puffy vest, pitch-black, long, flaired jeans, a bra, and some underwear, and dumped them in a pile on my bed. Taking the pieces of clothing off the bed one by one, I pulled them on.

I paced over to my dresser, slipping on some shiny, worn, black flats from underneath my dresser, where I kept my shoes.

I made my way into the bathroom, and pulled a brush out of a drawer. I brushed my long, waist-length, sleek black hair to perfection.

Once my hair was tangle-free, I started on my face. I did the usual, face patted with pale face powder, eyes rimmed with black eyeliner, and eyelashes scanned with black, waterproof mascara. But this time, I decided to smear my lips with a bright red lipstick.

As I examined my face in the mirror, wiping the lipstick off the corners of my mouth, I realized that the bright red set off my paled face, and my black rimmed eyes. It looked really good, so I decided that this would probably become my new 'usual'.

Everything was good, so I put everything away, grabbed my rucksack, and stomped down the stairs, called my departure to my just waking mother, and let the front door slam itself closed behind me. I walked around the corner, and to the bus stop, seeing that this time, Snow was waiting for me, instead of vice versa.

I walked over to him, and curled my arms around his neck, feeling his cold, strong arms snake around my waist. Glancing to the left, I saw almost everyone staring. "Take a picture, it'll last longer " ,I snapped, my eyes narrowed. They all immediately went back to their own conversations.

I sighed. "Nosy, aren't they?" Snow said, in his irresistible British accent. "Yes, very." I rolled my eyes. He leaned his forehead against mine, and his cool breath fanned out on my face. I closed my eyes, and breathed in the scent, smiling.

I pulled away, and turned, and glanced behind me, seeing the big, rusty school bus.

I turned back to Snow, who looked confused at my devilish grin. I snaked my way around his waist, then suddenly jumped on his back. He threw back his head and laughed, which I quieted by kissing his open mouth.

I pulled back, and smiling, He climbed onto the rusty vehicle, down the isle, and to the back of the bus, while the driver muttered about rowdy teenagers.

I giggled as he reached the seat, and reached back, swinging me around his waist and into his lap as he sat down, all in one smooth movement.

He bent his head down, and kissed my neck, pausing every now and then to touch the tip of his nose to my skin, and breathed in what I guess was my 'scent'.

As he did this, I bent my neck, giving him more access, and nibbled lightly on his earlobe, but I was thinking a little, about the smelling my neck. Whenever I asked about it, he just said that I have the 'most amazing scent'. But then, I remember in Twilight, Edward smells Bella's skin all the time, smelling her blood, or as he once put it, ' Enjoying the bouquet, while resisting the wine.' And that brought me back to the whole vampire thing.

Even though, logically, I knew it was impossible, I still had what could be described as pieces. I've noticed a few times that his skin is hard, and icy cold, but've always told myself that he lives in the forest, or that he goes to the mountains a lot. And the whole smelling thing. And I have never seen him eat or drink anything, though when I asked, he just said that he had a small appetite, and didn't eat much. And the disappearing on sunny days, due to supposedly 'camping'? Wasn't that the same excuse that Edward's family used? What if… But no, it couldn't be…But what if he was…..??

" Erm..Snow..?..." I mumbled. "Hmm?" He mumbled, still kissing my neck. "Umm…." " Spit it out, Terryn, you can tell me anything." He murmured, smiling into my skin. Should I?.....Or shouldn't I?...

A/n: Haha, cliffy!!! But I hope this chapter was longer for you peoplz....(Ok I'm adding this part that's in parentheses from when I'm previewing it. Apparently it's not so long, but it seems long on microsoft word. Sue me. Oh well.)Ok, in your loving reviews, tell me if you want her to muster up the courage to ask him, or should she chicken out??? I NEED YOUR OPINION!!! 'Cause I don't know if she should find out this soon, but I want her to find out already, so she can meet the Cullens already!!....Oh, and about the dialoge errors, I'm not the best writer ( obviously, not even close…. I'm so far from that, it's not even funny…) , and when I write it sometimes it has a little green line underneath it, but I try to fix it, but don't know what to do, so yeah. Ok, so I'll try to have the next one up soon, and I probably will, 'cause this is (luckily) my schoolwork for mon, wed, and fri!! Yay!! Ok so, peace!! -Kris