I WENT INTO Geometry to get yelled at for nearly the entire period and then was sent up to the office to explain why I left and didn't get my homework. I lied, obviously since they wouldn't have believed me if I said I went to New York and back in less than five hours. Instead, I told them that I had fallen asleep as soon as I got home and when I woke at four o'clock, I began to vomit violently. They suggested seeing a doctor, but I just brushed it, off saying that I had a nervous stomach. When I returned to class, Kaleo was smirking at me as if he didn't have a care in the world. I was sure he knew that Id lied, but, thankfully, didn't say anything.

IN P.E. THEY both decided to make me jealous and ended up running a half mile in the time it took me to run three-fours of that. I got in as the three minute whistle blew, not even out of breath.

"You're moderately fast." Kaleo commented.

"I'm fast for a girl. We're supposedly allowed to be slow, but I say screw the rules. So what if we carry more weight?"

"Especially you." He observed, poking my chest, barely missing my breast. He turned away and I swung a punch. He missed the block when he turned around to catch it, so I punched him in the face.

"You so deserved that..." Aubrey and the T.A.,(Teachers assistant) Alice, chorused.

"Shut up!" Kaleo shouted, grasping his nose and popping it back into place. Aubrey was the only one who didn't wince at the crunch of bones. "You pack a punch for someone so short."

That hit a nerve. No one in their right mind would dare call me short if they valued their life.

"Care to repeat that, leech?" I rounded on him with murder in my eyes. They changed to a more fiery red than usual (yes, my eyes are red), signifying just how mad I was. Alice stood back.

"As a matter of fact, I would. You're short."

I stepped forward slowly, giving a languid illusion like a cobra, then I struck. I grabbed his torso and slammed him onto the ground and I heard the crack of his ribcage breaking under the momentum and weight. I glanced around quickly to make sure the teacher was in the locker room and I punched his collar bone, making that break also. The bone rose through the skin and would probably scar. Perhaps I could get away with that, he'd heal soon anyway. I got up and walked to the locker room as nonchalantly as I could with blood on my hands.

Kaleo laid there for a moment in disbelief. A human had just wounded him... not wounded; beaten him into a bloody pulp. It wasn't possible in his mind.

"For future reference," the Alice said, "She dislikes being called short."

"So I noticed." Kaleo stood up.

"Do you want to go to the nurse?"

"No, I'm fine." he wiped the blood away, revealing healed skin.

"YOU SHOULD BE more careful, Emma." Aubrey said later while walking out. "He might- will try- to kill you for that. Just look at Risika. And she isn't nearly as strong as Kaleo."

"I understand that, I'm sorry. I loose it when it comes to height comparison."

"I'm surprised that you even walked away unharmed. Usually he reacts faster."

"He got his pride wounded more than his body. Anyway, I have to get home. And it would appear that you need to feed." I observed seeing his pale face.

"Unless you would be a willing donor." he said simply.

"Do you lust for my blood so much?"

"Perhaps. You agree?"

I answered by tilting my head back. His eyes fell to my throat and in an instant I was feeling the lightheaded presence of his fangs in my throat. But it wasn't altogether horrible, like feeling a needle under the surface of your skin as a nurse draws your blood into a plastic tube. it was just the realization that there was a vampire taking blood from you that made the difference. It was almost a high.

"Emma! Alex! What are you doing!?" I snapped back to reality when Alice called us.

We jumped apart; caught. I covered my neck to hide the puncture marks. Alice just stared.

"I'm sorry... I'm going to have to report this..." She said.

"Alice... it's not what you think. It's different. We weren't making out, I swear. Its-" I was about to remove the hand covering my neck, but Aubrey put his hand over mine, shaking his head subtlety.

I suddenly realized how much he didn't look like a high school student. The way he did that one small motion was almost parental. Gentle but stern, kind but firm. Perhaps that's how he sees me; a little kid who he would rather be rid of.

"It won't happen again. I believe you don't report people on their first charge."

"But this is her second."

"True, but we can count this as my first."

"Alright, just as long as you don't do it again."

Aubrey nodded and wrapped an arm around my neck, leading me away. When we were off of the campus, a question sparked in my head.

"You mentioned something going down between you and Jessica. What happened?" Aubrey sighed.

"We had a fight, ending with my almost slitting her throat. The fight was about a subject that could only be cured if we ended it. So we did."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

"It's alright. Eternity is a long time to stay with one person anyway." He held my chin, stopping us both, and tilted my head back. "May I?"

"You need to ask?"

Again, I was immersed in the sweet bliss of blood being drawn. It was over too soon. He pulled away, his face flushed with my blood.

"Your blood is stronger than a humans. I'm sorry you enjoy it so much."

"What?" I asked once I realized his wording. "I'm human, am I not?"

(A/N: BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! Cliffhangers!!! Now review and tell me if I'm hopeless and writing crap!)