-o0o-

The next day, Scott didn't come to school.

I wasn't sad about that at all but seeing my new friends so worried got to me a little. Especially Allison, but at least I got to be alone with her today. She'd let me pick her up for school on my bike, much to her father's chagrin. I began wondering where her mother was but shook it off. I still felt like I was going to explode around her but I was becoming more confident in my ability to be normal.

I waited in the parking lot for Allison and Lydia to come outside. I sat on my bike lazily as the floods of students spilled out. Allison had texted me that she would be out in a minute, she had to wait on Lydia. So, I just chilled on my bike, playing a game on my phone.

"Hey, stranger," Alex called as she and a few of her friends came up to me.

I squinted at them as they walked over. Silently hoping for Allison to hurry up. Alex had started to get a bit obsessive, texting me 24/7. I don't even know how she got my phone number. "You haven't been texting me back? What's the deal with that?"

I coughed into my hand and put my phone in my pocket. I didn't know what to say. "I've just been really busy lately. My sister has been getting on my ass about chores and shit."

Her two little friends laughed and I narrowed my eyes at them. It wasn't funny. "Soooo, that means you can't text me but you've been able to talk to Allison. I saw you and her on your bike this morning," she said, smirking.

I opened my mouth to speak but she was suddenly in front of me. I had never noticed how pale she was until now. It looked like she was made of porcelain and her eyes were black. I thought they were blue? My heart started thumping rapidly in my chest.

"I don't like being blown off, Ivy. Especially for that Argent bitch. So it would do you well to get your priorities in order. Got it?" Her voice sounded deeper than it was before. I stared at her wide eyed as she got closer. She was really starting to scare me.

"Hey, Ivy! You alright," Allison yelled from behind them. Alex pulled away from me and scoffed at her. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her and Lydia walking up. They looked murderous.

"She's fine. Now run along," Alex said, glaring at them. Allison sneered at her and Lydia rolled her eyes. When did they start hating each other? This shit is weird.

"Actually, Ivy and I have plans so I suggest that you move right along and take your flunkies with you," Allison said, deadly calm. My eyes widened even more and I blushed. She's so hot when she's mad, it's insane.

Alex's nostrils flared and she looked at me angrily before walking away. "I'll see you on Saturday, Ivy."

We watched them storm away and I sat there in shock. Allison came over to me and looked me over cautiously while Lydia laughed. "That girl is a real weirdo. You sure know how to pick em."

Allison and I rolled our eyes at Lydia. "Technically, I didn't pick her. She kinda picked me and I regret agreeing to it now," I said, casually. Lydia shrugged and gave Allison a parting hug.

"You guys be safe and watch out for stray nails in the road. I'm sure creepy Alex will try and booby trap something to stop you two from having fun," she said, smirking. Allison laughed at her and hit her on the shoulder.

"You be safe too, Lydia. I'll see you tomorrow."

I put my helmet on as Lydia and handed Allison hers. When I cranked the bike up, Allison wrapped her arms around my waist tightly. I closed my eyes for a second as my body erupted with heat. I hope one day this girl won't be so distracting.

-o0o-

We had been talking and laughing for about an hour when things got quiet. For me, it was because I remembered Scott's little break down the day before. He'd been so...feral that it wasn't normal for a human. Not even a teenage boy. Allison promised she would tell me and I felt I had the right to know how he could hear my heartbeat.

"What do you want to do? Watch movies? Talk? Eat a bunch of junk food," Allison asked, plopping down on the bed beside me.

I pursed my lips and looked around the room. There, propped on the wall beside her closet, was a bow. I narrowed my eyes slightly and wondered why she had it. Maybe she goes hunting or something because that thing looks like a tactical bow.

"What's the bow for," I asked nonchalantly. Allison tensed up a little before sighing. She walked over to it and picked it up. The way she held it told me it was used frequently.

"The Argents are a line of hunters. It's sorta in our blood," she said. I grinned a little at her but she seemed serious. A shiver ran up my spine when I thought about something. Maybe this has to do with what she is going to tell me. "I can see the questions. Ask them."

I looked her in the eyes and my body got hot. The seriousness and the...pain in them made me feel faint. It looked like she'd known pain and death. I was beginning to realize that I don't know her like I thought I did.

"What exactly do you hunt? People?" My voice was more quiet than I was going for but she heard me all the same. Allison closed her eyes for a moment and sighed. It seemed like she was trying to gather herself.

She came to sit beside me on the bed, lying her bow at her feet. "My family has been killing supernatural beings for centuries. Werewolves, vampires, kanima, etc. We protect those that cannot protect themselves," she said, seriously. I looked at her incredulously. "And yes, I have killed."

My mind was telling me to dismiss her claims as ridiculous but it was also telling me to listen. Allison looked at me directly, no deception in sight. My brows were raised in complete shock. This girl is dangerous...hot.

"So you mean to tell me that all the creatures of night are actually real," I asked, slowly. Allison nodded, obviously not expecting me to believe her. What she didn't know was this is the best revelation of my life for one reason only. "Does that mean aliens are real and I can get taken to another planet?"

Allison looked at me incredulously before bursting into laughter. She clutched her stomach and fell back onto the bed dramatically. I just looked at her annoyed. I really wanted to know. Aliens are more cool than werewolves and vampires. They have the power to cross the universe.

"I just told you that your life is a lie and you ask me about aliens. How does that even make sense," she laughed. I smiled crookedly at her as she lost control of herself. She is so beautiful. She'll never want you. My smile fell immediately and I sighed.

"In all seriousness, I'm very freaked out, but I also want to meet a werewolf. The whole being a huge dog thing is interesting," I said, looking at my nails. Allison sobered up and gave a sly smile. My face scrunched up in confusion.

"You already have. Scott is a werewolf and...we just found out last night that Alex may be a vampire," Allison said, looking away. My heart dropped immediately. That means that I almost became a meal, twice. I knew that bitch was weird.

And if Scott is a werewolf that means that I was seconds away from being torn to shreds. Wait. That means that Allison dated a werewolf even though she's obligated to kill them. I felt like my heart was being ripped out.

"You dated Scott knowing that you were supposed to protect people from him," I said, slowly. She whipped around to look at me then, biting her lip anxiously. "You must have really loved him. You must still love him."

Allison was quiet for a moment. A dark look was upon her beautiful face, marring it. I felt the urge to go home then. She'd never love me in the same way. I don't even know if she's gay. This fruitless chase is what defines my entire life, but I'm in too deep to let her go. I might as well hit the ground running.

"I did love him and I still do. He was my first love, but we were not good for each other. I'll always have love for him," she said, somberly. A tear came to my eye and I wiped it away discreetly. Her hand reached over to hold mine and I froze. "But sometimes you have to move on."

Allison looked me in the eye and I saw something that I couldn't decipher. I cursed her for being unreadable. Her hand was soft in mine as she gently squeezed. I could hear my pulse thumping in my ears when she leaned forward. What are you doing? What are you doing?

She was so close to me that her breath turned my cheek into gooseflesh. "What are you doing," I whispered, unconsciously. I could feel myself hardening in my pants as she smirked at me. Goddamn her.

But like all good things, it never lasts for very long. The door burst open and she jumped away from me. I was stuck in my place, completely shocked when her father finally spoke up. The guy jolted me out of my stupor with his ridiculously deep voice.

"I bought take out. Come downstairs so we can eat," Mr. Argent said, looking between us with a barely hidden smirk. I jumped off the bed immediately and gave a respectful smile.

"Yes sir! Even if I have to drag your daughter against her will." Allison smacked my shoulder lightly and Mr. Argent chuckled at me. When he closed the door I breathed a sigh of relief. He's so hot. "Your dad is hot."

Allison scrunched up her face and made a noise of disgust. "I thought you were gay, Ivy. And that's disgusting," she said, scowling. I laughed hard and threw an arm over her shoulder.

"Bisexuality will not be overlooked, Allison!"

Allison grinned at me and held her chin like she was thinking. "We may have more in common than I thought," she said ominously. My heart stopped.

Allison left me standing in the middle of her room with a dumbfounded look on my face. Does that mean she's bisexual? Does that mean I have a chance?

"Hey, Allison! Wait up! I was joking!"

-o0o-

I ate my fried rice cautiously as Mr. Argent looked at me across the table. The man scared the shit out of me, honestly. For one, he's daddy as fuck. For two, I'm totally in love with his daughter. I silently wondered where her mom was but I didn't want to ask. Something told me it wouldn't be a good thing to bring up. It's not like I have parents anyway.

"So, Ivy was it," he asked suddenly. I jumped a little and swallowed my rice roughly. Barely avoiding choking to death.

"Yes sir," I said, nervous as shit. Though you wouldn't be able to tell at all. I'm proud of my self control these days. I haven't jumped his daughter yet so that's a plus.

Allison tensed up beside me as he put his fork down. "How did you become friends with my daughter?" He had a searching look in his eye.

I smiled politely and took a sip of my tea.

"I bumped into her in the hallway and after that we were paired for a project. We became friends after that."

Mr. Argent nodded slowly and Allison touched my leg under the table. I almost jumped but I stopped myself. "What I should have asked is when did you two start dating and should I be worried? Her last relationship was..telling."

Allison choked on her drink and I patted her back gently, blushing like a fool. My heart was beating hard as fuck as he gave me the "I'll kill you if you hurt my daughter" look. I didn't know what to say because if I had a chance with Allison I didn't want to ruin it by denying his claim. Then again, if I don't have a chance, I don't want to make her feel weird. Jesus Christ. Fuck it.

"We haven't been on a date yet, sir, but if she ever asked I wouldn't say no. As for your second question sir, I have no intention whatsoever of harming Allison. She's the first real friend I've had in a long time and I can't lose that," I said, as confidently as I could. Allison was looking at me from my peripherals but I didn't look back out of fear. I felt regret instantly.

Mr. Argent smiled a bit and I was sorta confused. "That is good to know. I trust that she's told you everything that you need to know?"

My face scrunched up in confusion and I looked towards Allison for clarification. She was smiling at me softly and she rolled her eyes. "Yes, dad. I told her about us and Scott. She was more interested in being abducted by aliens. Her priorities are interesting."

Mr. Argent chuckled a bit and stood up. He came around and grabbed our plates before stopping. "You seem like a nice kid, but needless to say, there will be no funny business going on in this house. Understand?"

I stood from my chair respectfully to speak to him directly. "Yes, sir. I have respect for your home. Thank you for allowing me to stay here tonight," I said, smiling. Mr. Argent looked at Allison with raised brows.

"This ones a keeper. You're welcome kid."

-o0o-

I laughed as a girl in the horror movie we were watching tripped on thin air and got sliced to pieces. Allison was eating her popcorn slowly, just chilling beside me. I'd like to say that being around her was easy but I'd be lying.

As we speak, I don't know what to do with my hands and I'm semi-hard under the duvet.

I know that I told her father that I respect his home, but if Allison wanted to have sex I would destroy her bed frame. I would disrespect her bed sheets and put a dent in the wall with her headboard. I'm that pent up. I haven't had sex since my ex girlfriend outed me as intersex back home. Which is why I'm here. I have nothing to lose now so I don't care.

"Were you being serious when you said you would date me or was that a joke," Allison said, still watching the movie. I bit my lip against the anxiety that flooded my system. Just tell her. You only live once.

I took a deep breath to steady myself before answering. "That depends on what will make you feel more comfortable around me. If that makes you feel weird then I was joking."

She looked at me then, smirking. Her sharp facial features enhanced tenfold in the light of the television. I sat up in the bed slowly, waiting for an answer. "And if it doesn't make me uncomfortable? What then?"

I gulped quietly as she looked at me like a predator. I blushed like a teenage boy and stuttered a bit before gaining some confidence in myself. "Then, I would definitely jump on the chance to date you. That is, if you wanted to?"

She sat her bag of popcorn on her nightstand and scooted closer to me. I forced myself not to fidget as she leaned into my ear. "What else would you jump on, Ivy?"

Allison's hand smoothed down my arm slowly and suddenly I was harder than a steel rod. I pulled away blushing heavily and cursed myself for being a weirdo. I cursed my genetics for this ridiculous defect and the world being so closed minded. I have to tell her before she finds out for herself. Please don't freak out.

"What's wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable," she asked, concerned. I sat up in the bed and sighed. I shook my head and rubbed my legs under the cover nervously. If she doesn't accept me I will be broken completely.

"No, it's just that I...I have to tell you something pretty important," I stuttered, looking away. She gave a sharp intake of breath. For some reason, something told me she expected me to tell her I was some sort of monster. No, I'm just a girl with a dick.

"I was born differently than other girls. Which is part of the reason I had to move here...I was born intersex."

She was silent for a while. When I looked at her, she was staring at me somberly. I felt relieved that she hadn't gone batshit crazy on me yet. "So...what? You have a penis? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

I slowly and bit my lip as she mulled it over. Allison ran a hand through her hair and pursed her lips. "Today, I told you that my family has a history of killing supernatural beings that shouldn't exist. I have killed supernatural beings that shouldn't exist and you were hesitant about telling me you were born differently?"

I stared at her incredulously for a moment, my heart warming in my chest. Allison laughed and pulled me down onto the bed, laying her head down on my chest. I smiled hesitantly and gave a sigh of relief. Now, all I have to do is tell her how in love I am with her. Maybe she'd take that just as well.

"So, that means you're okay with dating a girl with a penis? You won't hunt me down," I said, jokingly. She laughed harder and wrapped an arm around my waist. I bit my lip as chills racked my frame. If only you knew how much I love you right now.

"Our date is tomorrow. So, yes. I'm okay with that."