Chapter Two

There are many disadvantages to being a vampire, however, there are also advantages. For example, when the apocalypse comes, the vampire race will survive and flourish all though out the world, Disadvantage - vampires can't have babies. Finding out someone loves you, but you have a so called "boyfriend," it gets complicated, especially if he really isn't your boyfriend.

James' P.O.V.

I knew her since the first grade, some one thousand years ago, but still. I fell in love with her at first sight. My parents called it puppy love, and I did not know what it was. Now, as I grew older, I knew what it was, love. It was love at first sight. In sixth grade, I remember walking in the long hallways where the lights weren't always good, and bumped into her by a sharp sudden corner. I remember how she talked to me and smiled. Ever since then we "went out." Or, as the kids in my class said, were boyfriend and girlfriend. Then one day, in eighth grade, she lost her memory and vanished. That is when I vowed never to love again, for she was the only one, and if I ever found her, I would still love her and show her. Seeing her here today really threw me off. While she looked at me and went in my mind, I went in hers. She showed no sign of knowing that I was in there. As I looked, I saw that when she vanished in the eighth grade, she had something traumatic and disturbing happen to her. As I looked deeper, I saw that she does not remember anything about me or what happened, only that she was Chosen. Chosen to be a Huntress for the rest of her life. I look at her carefully up and down and at her beautiful facial features. Sasha smiled her one of a kind similes at me with her shining, straight, and bright teeth, her fangs poking out a little. A Huntress is more beautiful than a regular female vampire, and trust me, a regular female vampire is ten times prettier than the prettiest person alive. Now, try to imagine what a Huntress might look like. Get the picture? She has power she may not even know yet. As far as I know, there are only ten in the world, very few get picked to be a Huntress. As there is a Huntress, there is also a Hunter. A Hunter is just like a Huntress, but well, a male. We don't know why there are a lot more Hunter's than Huntress', however some believe that a Huntress has higher standards than a Hunter. Now, here she is, right in front of me squashed in a jerks arms. Well, I thought, she does look a little uncomfortable. I started to wonder, is she really his girlfriend? It took me a full minute just to look away, but I glanced at her every now and then because I couldn't help it. The first time I glanced at her she had a pained expression on her face as she tried to catch my eye.

Sasha's P.O.V

I gave up trying to tell him that we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend, or at least not to me. I let out an audible sigh.

"Hey," Jay nudge's me, "what was that for? Not having fun?" His cocky grin grew wider. I tried to worm my way out of his arms and succeeded.

"You know what? We're through. Actually, come to think of it, I crossed my fingers when I did the "promise." So truth was, you were never my boyfriend," I blurted as I stood up quickly. I looked over and saw a stunned expression on Jay's face. I put my hands on my hips and walked away. I got on the dance floor and that is when the bad stuff happened. They came. I hid so I would not be seen. I had a bad history with Them. I went and found a kitchen somewhere in the back. One of the guys came in, so I ran into the little door that led to the bathroom. It was rather small, with a painting of a male vampire bending over a woman with blood dripping down her neck and blood dripping down the young vampires mouth. I heard footsteps come near the bathroom and stopped right outside the door I was hiding behind, so I held my breath and blocked my thoughts in hopes he could not hear me. After a couple of minutes, he went away. I waited for a few more minutes to make sure he was gone, then cautiously stepped out, looking at my surroundings. I saw a dainty looking kitchen, with bare cupboards. After all, the real food was in the fridge, full of blood. As i was looking, a thought crossed my mind. "Who was he? He was defiantly one of His drones. I bet he was looking for me. After all, there are only ten huntresses in the whole world." I made my way back to the dance floor, looking around for any more drones. Unfortunately, I was not looking where I was going and smacked into James.

"Hey, I was looking everywhere for you. I wanted to talk to you," he said. I looked around one last time and agreed to go sit with him. Once we sat down, he looked at me as if he was trying to determine whether or not I was the one he was looking for.

"You wanted to talk to me?" I said, looking at him.

"Oh yah, I wanted to ask you a question. Are you a huntress?" I looked at him in shock. A lot of people don't know a huntress when they see one. Its hard to tell, even if you did see one.

"W-what makes you say that?" I stammered. He thought for a moment.

"By the way you vanished in 8th grade. Never saw you since."

"In 8th grade? I... I... I don't remember anything from the 8th grade." I said slowly.