*Right before school starts again. Just like I said. Enjoy!*

*Charlotte's P.O.V*

Brad and I walked into the clearing and the party started to grow bigger and bigger by the minuet. Finally 'Marshall Lee the Vampire King' showed up.

He descended down from the sky only inches away from the microphone. "Hel-l-l-l-o-o-o-o people!" He smirked at the crowd and pumped his fist in the air. "Party to the break of dawn!" The crowd went wild for him. He had a child like face with raven black hair; the only thing that made him seem older was his five o'clock shadow.

WHO WILL BE THERE FOR ME WHEN YOU'RE WITH HIM?

I'M NOT OVER YOU-U-U-U

COULD I HAVE DONE THINGS THE SAME?

OR DO YOU EVEN CARE?

I made my way to the front of the crowd holding both of my hands in the air going with the music.

SOMETIMES I WONDER IF YOU THINK ABOUT ME.

IF I CAN EVERY FEEL THIS WAY AGAIN.

He looked down at me and everything seemed to slow down and get quiet, it felt like it was only me and him. What was I saying I have never even met him before.

But I decided, yes I can.

"SHIT, IT'S THE FUZZ!" The crowd started screaming and pushing trying to get away from the Banana Guards. I started to process what was happening when I was yanked into the air. I looked up expecting Brad, it was Marshall Lee.

"Don't worry Blondie I got you." He adjusted the way he was holding me to bridal-style. The moon was shining on his face and I stared at him as we flew through the night time sky. "Do I have something on my face?" He asked smiling.

"Um, what? Oh, no." I blushed. And he laughed, my heart fluttered at the sound.

"So do you have a name?" He asked. "Charlotte," I replied.

"Cute," He allowed himself to mutter. "Do you have a place to stay tonight? Or do I have to take you home."

"I don't-" I started; totally lost on what he was trying to get at.

"Great!" He exclaimed. "You can stay with me!" We drew closer to a cave.

I'm going to die, by Marshall or my dad.

*Gumball's P.O.V*

My Banana Guards raided a party in the woods. Once they started to bring in the teenagers I noticed my nephew in the crowd. "Brad!" I yelled and he turned to face me. "Brad, what are you doing?" I pulled him aside from the other kids who smelled like sweat and alcohol.

"We had a party," He sighed. "Where is Charlotte?"

"What do you mean?" My heart dropped to my stomach. "Was Charlotte at that party?!" I yelled.

"Y-Yeah, its okay Uncle Gumball I'm sure she's okay. She had a knife!"

"WHAT?" I looked around in disbelief. "Where did she get a knife?"

*Whoa! Charlotte you are in trouble….. I'll update before I go out of town next weekend.

Yep, I'm just a traveler.*