Chapter Three

My heart stopped.

I swear it did when I first caught sight of him.

He was beyond beautiful.

He was gorgeous.

He stood less than ten feet away from me, his attention on a book he held in his pale, slender hands. His raven black hair, which was long and ended with beautiful, loose ringlets, was tied back at the nape of his neck with a silky black ribbon. The loose curl of his hair reached the small of his back, from what I could tell, since he wore a silk black shirt, tucked into loose black slacks, accompanied by black sneakers. He was fairly tall and slender, the black making it more prominent.

As if sensing someone watching him, he turned his attention to meet my gaze.

His eyes were dazzling. The blackest of blacks, bright with intelligence and flickering with curiosity.

Realizing he had caught me staring, my face reddened and I quickly looked away. Usually, I would've used my hair to hide my face, but as fate (or a case of bad luck) would have it, I had it pulled up in a short ponytail, leaving me open for all to see my embarrassment.

After a few moments, I sneaked a peek back to see if he was still there. To my surprise, there wasn't anyone there.

Feeling that there was someone behind me, I turned around and nearly jumped out of my skin. He was right behind me, his pale face expressionless.

I realized, after the initial surprise went away, that he was holding something out to me. Upon glancing down, I discovered it was a book on vampires.

" Um, thanks..." I mumbled, taking the book from him and flipping through it. It was everything you could possibly want to know about vampires.

" How did you know I liked vampires...?" I asked, looking back up, only to see that he was no longer there. Looking around me quickly (which nearly gave me whiplash in the process) I searched for the mysterious boy. He was nowhere in sight.

After a few moments of wondering if I had lost it, I shrugged and walked off to the electronics, both books held against me.

- # -

After persuading my mother to let me get both books and heading home, I pranced to my room, a smile wide on my face. After plugging my MP3 player into my computer, I flopped on my bed to flip through the Vampire Encyclopedia. A sheet of paper slid out from between the pages and landed in my lap. Curious, I picked it up and unfolded it to read.

Meet me at the cemetery tonight.

Not only was I curious, I was now confused. Not a healthy combination when you're a schizophrenic weirdo like me.

I flipped the paper over and found more writing.

Don't always believe what you read.

I stared for a moment, flipping the paper over and over again.

" My curiosity is getting the better of my better half, so...I think I'll take you up on that offer." I murmured, smirking slightly.

- # -

If my parents EVER found out about this I was SO dead.

Deciding that, it was now or never, I took the challenge. Which meant, that night, after everyone was asleep, I dressed in silence, grabbed the small flashlight I kept underneath my bed and snuck out my bedroom window.

Oh yeah. Getting caught meant instant death.

Defiantly not what I want. Or need.

Yet, my curiosity and confusion had gotten the better of me, thus resulting in what was happening now.

As I mused that over, I crept down the dark road, keeping the lantern's light dim as I passed by houses. It didn't take long to reach the cemetery, being as it was only a block away. The thought that ran through my mind as I stared at the unlocked gate was 'he better be here, or else I'm going to kick his ass into next week the next time I see him.' If there was a next time.

Praying the gate wouldn't creak and draw attention, I pushed it open carefully and walked into the cemetery. I began to wonder if it was the best of decisions to do this. I hated cemeteries in the first place and being in one at night was NOT helping that phobia at all.

Ignoring that and the fact that I was stepping on dead people, I crept through. I then realized half-way through, that I had no idea where I was supposed to meet the mysterious boy at. I groaned and turned around to head back home, only to be scared silly by the dark figure standing right behind me.