A.N. This is going to be a short fic. Things happen kinda fast but that's the only way I can finish this fic without losing my idea. Sorry, my brain can only stay on one idea for so long b4 mving on. It won't take away from the story cuz I orginally intended to make this one short. Enjoy!

"Ouch!" Crisslyn screeched as something hit her bottom lip. She opened her eyes to see a shocked expression on a very pale face.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" The girl almost yelled at her. Crisslyn's eyes narrowed slightly as she studied the girl's face.

"Nicole?" Nicole took a step back at the sound of her name. "You don't remember me do you? We went to school together in San Francisco." Nicole's eyes widened as she realized who she had just hit in the face.

"Crisslyn Davis? Oh my gosh it's been forever!" Crisslyn stepped towards Nicole and they hugged.

"Come on in girl." Crisslyn said as they parted. When Nicole stepped into the shack she whistled at what she saw. The wooden walls and floor now shone with polish and the furniture, once covered in sheets was now uncovered and dusted off. The brass bed-frame that had once held nothing but a rotted out mattress, now had a new mattress covered with dark blue bedding. There was a small wooden table with four matching chairs near the kitchenette. All the windows had been left open and the ocean breeze was sending the scent of sandal-wood swirling around the shack. Nicole took a seat on a plush blue chair that looked new. The only other furniture in the living area was a small end table and a loveseat that matched the blue chair. A radio was playing from the kitchen area.

"What are you doing in Luna Bay?" Nicole asked Crisslyn as soon as she stretched out on the loveseat. Nicole took the time to get a better look at her old friend. Crisslyn hadn't changed much. In high-school she had long frizzy brown hair that was always wrapped in a braid. Her hair was now just above her shoulders, free flowing, and looked tamer than it had been. That was the only real difference Nicole could see. Crisslyn still had her athletic figure, slightly tanned skin from playing sports (Nicole repressed a spike of jealousy), and still dressed in jeans and cami tank tops.

"That's an interesting story." Crisslyn laughed. "Well, scratch that, it's actually kinda boring. You remember my grandmother?"

"Yeah." Nicole vaguely remembered the old woman who raised Crisslyn after her parents got divorced freshman year.

"She passed a year ago." Crisslyn's smile faltered slightly. "I had to sell the house we lived in and while I was packing I found the deed to this place. So I decided I could use a new start." Crisslyn shrugged.

"I'm sorry about your grandma." Nicole let a few seconds pass. "What happened to your mom and dad? Do you see them?" Nicole didn't know why she asked that.

"No, I don't see them. Mom is in London with some guy she met on the internet two years ago and Dad has a whole new family in New York." Her words were soaked in bitterness. "But I don't need them." Another few seconds passed. "How'd you end up here?"

"Chris and I moved here to stay with our aunt. She turned out to be a troll so we moved in with some friends. But…" It was Nicole's turn to be bitter. "Chris was murdered right after we moved." Crisslyn shook her head.

"Whole worlds gone to Hell hasn't it." She said while shaking off her flip-flops and letting them drop to the floor.

"Are you sticking around?" Nicole tried to steer the conversation to something more cheerful.

"Don't really know yet. I'll be here for a while but I don't know about anything permanent quite yet. I am kinda glad I know someone here though." Crisslyn's smile returned.

"Well if you want to meet more people you can come the a party my boyfriend is hosting."

"Yeah that'd be great."

"Let me just call Shane." She whipped out her cell phone (yes, vampire's in the 21st century have cell phones) and made the call. After she hung up she pulled Crisslyn off the couch and over to her dresser. After going through her entire wardrobe Nicole had picked out a blue two-piece bathing suit and a light blue wrap skirt with black thong sandals for Crisslyn to wear. Nicole was just starting to take the hint that blue was Crisslyn's favorite color. She talked Crisslyn into leaving her hair down and stepped back to study her friend. The top of the bikini covered her stomach but still showed her toned form.

It was ten minutes later that Nicole heard a horn honking. She and Crisslyn rushed outside to see Shane's car parked with the engine running. Shane got out and held open the door for Nicole and Crisslyn. Crisslyn climbed in the back while Shane took time to give Nicole a suspicious look that Crisslyn missed.

"So how did you two meet." Shane seemed to direct the question at Nicole while he drove so Crisslyn stayed quiet.

"We're old friends from high-school. Crisslyn and I used to hang out in the art room all the time. She was always working on some painting or drawing and I was always her favorite model." Shane laughed slightly.

"So you're an artist huh?" Shane turned to face her briefly.

"It occasionally pays the bills yeah." Crisslyn got the feeling she was going to like this guy. "Nicole tells me you're a surfer."

"It's what I'm good at." He spoke lazily.

"I always knew she'd fall for a surfer." Crisslyn and Nicole both laughed. "I remember she had the worst taste in guys in high-school, always falling for the blood-thirsty kind." This time only Crisslyn laughed but she didn't notice.

"Well I seem to remember the whole school thought you were a nun-in-the-making." Nicole shot back playfully.

"That's because I was too smart to fall for any of those idiots. I guess the smarts left me after graduation though."

"Why do you say that?" Shane asked.

"I fell for a total ass freshman year of college. He uh… He ended up being an abuser."

"Of what?" Nicole asked.

"Me." Crisslyn said noticing Shane glare in the rearview mirror. "What?" She asked him.

"Guys should never hit girls." (A.N. Funny thing for a vampire to say right?)

When they got to the mansion the party was already in full swing. Nicole made an excuse to part with Shane and Crisslyn and immediately ran to find two particular people. Jon was the easy one to find. He was at the bar. Nicole grabbed his hand and started to drag him away. Jon knew better than to resist so he let her lead him around the crowds of dancing drunkards. Nicole spotted Kyle with a camcorder in his hand filming a topless dancer. She used her free hand to pull Kyle, who was a little more resistant, away from the crowd.

"Please tell me why you just ruined the best footage I've gotten all week." Kyle sounded annoyed. Jon just stood there smirking.

"Do you see that girl by Shane?" They both turned to see Shane standing protectively next to an attractive brunette.

"Yeah, what about her?" Kyle demanded.

"She's a friend of mine from high-school. Could you like, make sure nothing bad happens to her. She just moved here and I really like her and I don't want anything bad to happen to her. So like, please don't eat my friend." Her last sentence came out as a whisper. Jon held the urge to laugh. Nicole had once confided in him how much she missed female company.

"Eat her, I'd much rather just lick her all over." Kyle said while pointing the camcorder at Crisslyn and zooming in on her legs. "She got a name?"

"Crisslyn Davis. And licking her is out of the question too." Nicole's hands went to her hips and Jon backed away slightly. Nicole was getting ready to slap someone and he'd be damned if it was him. (Damned… LOL)

"Yeah, whatever." Kyle disappeared into the crowd again. Nicole rolled her eyes and made her way back to Shane and Crisslyn. Jon found himself staring at this new girl. He could tell by the way she stood that she was shy. Her arms were wrapped around her stomach as if she was protecting herself and she seemed to lean away from anyone who came too close to her. Crisslyn relaxed as Nicole returned, and let one of her arms drop to her side. Jon also noticed Crisslyn chewed on her bottom lip when she wasn't talking.

Eventually Crisslyn ventured away from Nicole and found her way to the bar. There was a huge selection of drinks and Crisslyn wasn't sure (not being a heavy party girl) which one she might like. She cocked her head slightly and chewed on her lip again.

"Try the strawberry margaritas." A deep voice said right next to her ear. "They're sweet." She turned to see one the guys Nicole had pointed out to her earlier. He handed her a glass and she slowly took a sip. "I'm Jon." He said after the glass left her lips.

"I know. Nicole pointed you and Kyle out to me. I can't really remember which one of you she told me to steer clear of though." Jon could tell she was trying to not sound nervous.

"That would be Kyle." As he spoke he quickly scanned around the crowds and spotted Nicole glaring at him. He rolled his eyes at her and turned his attention back to Crisslyn. She was taking another sip of her drink and he couldn't help but notice how soft her lips looked. 'What the hell dude, cut it out.' He chastised himself silently. "Not enjoying it?"

He quickly asked trying to clear his head.

"No, you were right, it's sweet. I like it." She took a bigger drink as if to prove herself.

"I mean the party. You seem distracted." He knew he was the one who was distracted.

"Oh, I'm just not a big social bug. Nicole was always the social one. I was usually hiding behind a painting."

"You hide behind paintings? I've heard of hiding your nose in a book..."

"No, I mean, behind one of my paintings. I like to paint and draw."

"Oh." He watched the muscles in her neck pulsate. "Am I making you nervous?"

"I'm always nervous around big crowds. It's not you. I'm a small crowd person."

"You wanna get outta here? Go walk on the beach or something?" Jon wanted to get out of Nicole's line of sight.

"I'm still not sure if it was you or Kyle I'm supposed to watch out for." She tried to play it off as sounding sarcastic, but Jon could see a trace of fear in her eyes.

"You can tie my hands behind my back if it will make you feel better." They both laughed and some of the tension seemed to melt away. She set her glass down and let him lead her away from the crowd. As she felt sand under her feet she looked back to see Nicole staring at her. She waved and smiled at Nicole before turning her eyes to the ocean. "So were you and Nicole really good friends?" Jon asked once they reached the edge of the water.

"She was my only friend. The only one who didn't make fun of me all the time. After she left, I didn't really hang our with anyone until college."

"How long were you in college?"

"Two years. I only got me Associates Degree in Art. Then I had to go back home to take care of my grandma. After she died, I just never went back. It's how I ended up here."

"How's that?"

"I found the deed to her old cabin out here. I had already sold her old house to pay the medical bills. I needed a place to stay, so I'm here." She paused long enough to kick some sand. "I was pretty surprised when Nicole came knocking on my door earlier tonight." She laughed shortly. "I feel like I'm back in high-school. Still the self-conscious wallflower depending on the ever popular Nicole to make my friends for me." She looked up at Jon. "Pretty pathetic huh?"

"No, you're just shy. It's nothing to be ashamed of." Crisslyn ran her hands up and down her arms as they walked. "Cold?"

"Yeah, I didn't realize it'd be so windy." She slightly blushed.

"It does tend to get chilly late at night when the breeze comes in." He said while taking off his hooded sweat-shirt, revealing a long-sleeved grey shirt underneath. He held out the sweat-shirt to her.

"What about you?" She hesitated before accepting the shirt.

"I'm good." He shook his head. The shirt swallowed her but felt warm inside. She dipped her hands in the side pockets and they continued to walk away from the mansion.

Nicole was starting to freak out. It had been over an hour since Crisslyn had waved at her and walked off with Jon. Nicole knew Jon wouldn't hurt Crisslyn. But that didn't mean he wouldn't try something else. Nicole paced back and forth and Shane tried not to laugh.

"Nicole, try to calm down." Shane stood up and took her hand. "Jon wouldn't do anything to piss you off. He knows better." Shane looked over Nicole's shoulder and saw Crisslyn and Jon walking towards them. "There," he said turning Nicole's body around. "See, she's fine." Nicole's eyes widened with surprise.

"Crisslyn! Are you okay?" Nicole almost shouted as she ran over to Crisslyn and hugged her. Nicole glared at Jon over Crisslyn's shoulder. He smirked at Nicole when he saw her checking Crisslyn's neck while she hugged her.

"I'm fine." Crisslyn stepped away looking confused. "Relax, Nic, we just went for a walk."

"Yeah, Nic, it's not like I tried to eat her." Jon teased Nicole making Crisslyn laugh.

"I am kinda tired though." Crisslyn suppressed a yawn. "I was up all day and could use some sleep."

"I can have Shane drive you back." Nicole looked behind her but Shane had vanished.

"I'll take her home." Before Nicole could protest Jon pulled Crisslyn away.

"She doesn't trust you does she?" Crisslyn asked as they made their way to Jon's motorcycle. Jon laughed.

"She does, just not with you." He got on the front of the bike.

"Wow, I feel special." She took the seat behind him and wrapped her arms around him. Jon tensed a little but wasn't sure why. 'Why the hell do I feel so weird with her?' He started the engine and gunned out of the driveway. He felt her tighten her grip and slowed the bike just a little. She shouted directions into his ear as they sped along and all too soon he was parking right in front of her cabin. As she was climbing off the back a sudden wave of dizziness hit her and she fell onto her side. Jon jumped off the bike and quickly helped her to her feet.

"You okay?" His voice sounded higher than usual. He put one hand on her cheek. 'She's so soft…'

"Yeah, I just got dizzy all the sudden."

"Can you walk?" He wanted her to say no so he could hold her…

"Yeah, I think so." Jon was not easily let down.

"Well let me help you up the stairs." He wrapped one arm around her waist and led her to her front door. Once she got her door open she turned around and caught an odd look on his face. Sadness?

"I should give this back." She started to take off his shirt.

"No, keep it." He help up his hands. "Call it a welcome-to-Luna-Bay gift." He smiled.

"Okay, but only on one condition. Stay right here." She went into the house and a minute later came back out onto the porch. She held up a black cord necklace that had a small rock on a silver clasp on it. "Here, call it a thanks-for-bringing-me-home-safe gift." He took the necklace and noticed when the light hit it, the black rock turned silver.

"Cool…" He said clasping it around his neck.

"It's a hematite." Crisslyn explained. "One of my favorites." She trailed off not knowing what to say next. They both stood in awkward silence for a few seconds. Crisslyn felt a sudden reckless abandon come over her. She leaned toward Jon and let her lips make contact with his. She meant for it to be a short kiss, but her lips seemed to glue themselves to his.

Then he was pushing back making the kiss harder. Shivers coursed through her body and she had to fight to stand up straight. Jon could feel her swaying and put both his hands on her shoulders as he tilted his head to kiss her cheek and trailed kisses down her neck. A moan found it's way out from deep inside her and Jon grabbed her earlobe with his lips and tugged gently. His arms wrapped themselves all the way around her small shoulders as his mouth found hers again. This time her lips were parted and her tongue slipped into his mouth. It was Jon's turn to shiver. He felt it go from his head down to his knees and had to hold her for support. This caused both of them to nearly fall and he finally broke contact with her. Her breath was coming out in short gasps and he could see her eyes were unfocused. He didn't want to leave her but he knew if he stayed things would get out of control. And he hadn't fed in a while…

"I should go… But I really wanna see you again." He sounded desperate.

"Yeah, absolutely." She said, still breathless. "I'll be here." He kissed her gently one last time before turning around and heading down the stairs.

From several yards away Shane stood on the beach watching the scene play out. He shook his head and laughed. He had followed Jon because of shear curiosity. Now that he knew what was going on he'd have to have a serious talk with Nicole about her friend. Jon was falling in love with a human. That would not work. Crisslyn had to either join the tribe or leave Luna Bay.