A/N: Thanks to those who left a review hugs. This chapter was written the same day as chapter one, sorry for the wait. Just a reminder the chapters are happening in the past :) As always, R&R. Enjoy (or not; lol).

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TWO: PART OF THEIR WORLD

The sun slowly sank behind the ocean horizon, darkening the sky. The stars and constellations made the presence known, adding beauty to the darkness. It would be hours until she would be able to get out of the house, if she was lucky; but until then, she would be bored. She paced around her room with her head down and her hands behind her back. She stepped into the light that was given off from the moon, revealing her the face of what looked to be a 20 year old; but looks can be deceiving.

Her ears perked up at the sound of faint voices and uncontrollable laughter. Her senses had her pinned up against her dark curtains, peeking through the small parting. Her eyes surveyed the world outside of her windows, hungrily searching for the noise. She smiled as her eyes landed on a few people enjoying themselves at the lighthouse. Just the night before, there had been a bonfire at the opposite end.

The sound of foot steps, approaching her room, from the hallway frightened her. She ran to hide. She peeked her head from the other side of her bed, watching intently as the knob turned painfully slow. In one swift movement, the door had opened and closed without a single noise. Standing at the foot of her bed, was her brother with his hands shoved deeply into the pockets of his dark pants. "Sister dear, we will be leaving really soon. Father wants to know if you'll be joining us."

The girl got up from beside her bed and straightened out her dark clothing, ones that mirrored her brothers. She placed her hands on her tiny waist and eyed her brother carefully. Was what she heard real? Were they actually involving her in their activities? The look in her brother's eyes was reassuring and the questions in her mind vanished immediately. "Tell him that as much as I would love to join in on this 'trip', I can't. I'm not feeling well tonight."

She hoped that her alibi was believable enough or enough to satisfy her brother. She had other plans going inside her head, a mistake on her part. When a smirk appeared on his face, she sighed. As quickly as the alibi shot from her mouth, it was going to be crushed soon; she had a feeling, she always did. Her brother shook his head and pulled out his dark sunglasses from his back pocket. She raised her brow. "The sun has gone down, there is no need for that to be worn."

"I'm aware," he replied putting the glasses on; letting it slide, a little, down the bridge of his nose. "But you'll never know, I might run into a good looking lady who'll willingly fall for my charm."

The petite girl rolled her cinnamon eyes then plopped herself onto the bed. Her brother's presence in the room was throwing her off and wanted nothing more than for him to leave. Just as if it was like he read her mind, he made for the door. Before he could put his hand on the cold, like his body, door knob; he spun around. Before Gabriella could register what was happening, her brother took the key and locked the door. "I'm sorry, Gabriella."

She jolted out of her bed and ran to her door, in frightening speed. She curled her hand into a fist and pounded on the door, incessantly. Just moments ago, everything seemed fine. He leaned his head against the vibrating oak door and sighed, trying to bury all the guilt that ran through his entire being. "Jason! Please, open the door!"

Jason hurried away, knowing quite well that if he stayed any longer he'd succumb to her. He casted on last glance at his sister's bedroom door before meeting up with his father, who patiently waited at the bottom of the spiraling stairs. He looked up with a expressionless face. Jason with his eyes told his father exactly what Gabriella had just said. Their father nodded in response, unaware of what Jason had done minutes ago. They glanced up at the clock and walked out the door.

Gabriella, having heard their front door shut, hurried off to the window. She attempted to get her father and brother's attention but to no avail. They had gotten into their car and drove off before she could even blink an eye. She pressed her forehead against the clear window and exhaled, condensation forming on the glass. Her brother's sudden change of mood should have been what was whirling in her head, but it wasn't. The moment she had reached the window, her attention had gone off elsewhere.

Off to the side, not too close or far, from the house stood a male. This wouldn't have bothered Gabriella hadn't it been for the fact that his gaze was fixed on her. She watched curiously as he made no reaction to the speeding disappearance of her family. She adverted her eyes away when he jolted and scurried off. Gabriella spun on her heel and walked to her vanity. She looked at her reflection. She was pale, less pale than the people of her kind. She smiled, imagining what it would be like to have some color. Grazing her fingers along her defined facial features, she fought back tears.

She pushed herself off of her chair and undressed herself then redressed herself in a silky black sleepwear that reached just right above the knee, not giving the figure in the shadows another thought. The fabric hugged her body at all the right places. She sighed, letting the fact that no one of the opposite sex would see her in it sink in. Families that she had met all those years ago and some from recent had praised her on her beauty and flawlessness, but never let their sons have anything to do with her.

Pushing the thought into the darkest part of her mind, she crawled into her bed and pulled her covers up to her chin. She stared aimlessly at the ceiling before her emotions swallowed her whole, every single clouded thought rearing it's ugly head. Tear after tear came running down her flawless face, dying at her bare shoulders. She flopped onto her side, peeking through the slit up at the moon.

Thinking back to earlier that evening, she had been unlucky. She wouldn't be able to get out of her house and she wasn't quite sure when the next time she stepped foot out of, what her brother called, her 'comfort zone' would be. Taking one glance out the window, longing to be anywhere but there and be someone else, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She got up and as if she was floating, made her way to the curtain; closing it completely.

However, just before the outside world was no longer visible to her, she looked up at the moon once more. She had seen on a girl, on T.V, who spoke to some 'man' on the moon and constantly made wishes. She figured she'd chance it and mirror the fictional character's action. She silently wished that she could be a part of their world, the human world.