James POV
I had to get out of there. But where would I go? I need to find out what happened back there. Wait why was I, James Rasmussen running away from a silly little sixteen year old girl. I am a vampire. I can overcome everything. And when I get home tonight I will find out what the hell that was. But right now I needed to get off of the floor and get Poppy, sweet beautiful Poppy, STOP THAT! It's not right. Now, I needed to get her, off of the floor and maybe something to eat. She looks sick.
"Here." I said with all the charm I could muster, holding out my hand to her and smiling my best heart melting smile.
She looked up at me, through those long lashes and took my hand. But, she wasn't dazzled. She wasn't flustered or anything of the sort.
In fact she looked a little upset, not sad in the least. She looked more annoyed, embarrassed and just plain mad.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TRYING TO DO!" She practically yelled. Her sweet little fast lighting up, blood rushing to her cheeks.
"I just... It was... what?" I said, clearly confused and completely showing that I gave up with the charm.
"Poppy are you okay? What happened? I heard you from outside. Who is this guy? What did he try to do? Hey, whoever you are, you should not try to mess with Poppy or I swear to god I will beat your ass." The boy said clearly trying to look menacing and frightening. But of course it had no effect on me.
"I didn't do anything, I just went to grab the pizza and we kind of bumped into to each other and fell" there that should clear things up.
"Yeah, whatever, common Poppy, let's go." He grabbed her arm and led her out of the now crowed cafeteria where people came, obviously just to watch the commotion and to see if there was potentially a fight.
And she left. Just like that. Never looked back, no goodbye. Nothing. She just turned around. Clearly still upset and walked away.
Why should I care? I should be happy. My problems have been solved, she's gone. And now I will never have to worry about her again. But still, I do care. But why.
