Playing Human... well sort of.

MONDAY MORNING I AWOKE TO FIND THAT IT COLDER THEN NORMAL, IT

was going to snow today and at least I would not have to kill any demons today, as they hated the cold.

I arrived at school and people greeted me as I walked through the car park. Blake took his seat next to me in English. We had a quiz on a book they had read. I filled the correct answers even if I had not read the book, well I knew what it was about now. Sometimes it helped to have powers. It was now regular habit for Blake to walk me to textiles.

Textile's was good, as I had finished creating my pattern and I was beginning to cut out my fabric, so time flew by. Once I was in trig and Spanish I sat next to Hilary. As we walked to class, we heard murmurs of surprise and cheers. It was snowing.

"Wow, it's snowing." Hilary murmured.

It was quite a beautiful watching it fall. Well until people started to throw it at each other. I walked past each snowball that came my way. I was just about to open the cafeteria door when a snowball was about to hit me. I caught it in the palm of my hand. I turn to see who it was.

It was Hector; he had been aiming for Robert and missed. I gave him a long hard stare, before throwing it at him at full strength. It hit him hard, well harder than his brother Harvey.

They both turned to look at me, I looked at them with a straight face that read, and don't do it again, before walking off with my head high as I walked through the doors of the cafeteria and took my usual seat at our table.

"Not into the snow?" Blair asked as she sat next to me. She was not the best at dodging snowballs. She looked at my dry outfit surprised.

"I love snow, well until people start to throw it, I would rather watch it." I replied honestly.

"Lucky you, your all dry." Hilary complained as she sat down puffing.

She liked snow, until it melted into her clothes. I had to smile, as even if she hated the feeling, she still had said yes to Blake to help him with his snow fight after school.

"It's all about balance." I replied with a smile.

"Everything is going to be okay." Said a whisper.

I turn to see who was talking to me only to find no one was there. It took me a minute to realise that it was Crystal. She was talking to her family as they 'guarded' Robert to their table.

"Of course, everything is going to be okay Crystal." Robert Hissed.

I watched them slowly sit. I began to smile, it was humorous to watch Robert try and convince his family there was nothing wrong.

"Who are you staring at Anya?" Hilary Asked. As she, follows, my stare.

The Hamilton's again?! She thought, can't she just enjoy all the attention she gets from all the other students!

Robert turned to look at me; I turned away to look at the table while I letting my hair create a curtain around me.

"Robert is looking at you." She tried to whisper into my ear, but nearly everyone on the table heard it as it came out in a burst of laughter.

I rolled my eyes. Blair gave me a comforting smile. I gave her a half smile back. I was determine not to look at him, so I spend the whole lunch in deep conversation with Blair. I let her explain everything in her life; from her two baby brothers to her favourite sport.

Several times, I had to tell Hilary to stop staring at Robert. He seemed to not give up, the whole lunch he stared at me! As the bell went, Blair said she would walk with me to class. As I reached the cafeteria doors, I tolerated myself one look at Robert. Instead of looking, I somehow glared at him, before flicking my hair and turning towards the exit, before exiting out gracefully.

"Come on Blair, let's go."

"Coming." She called.

I could still feel the stares of his family as I turned the corner.

As soon as I was in the classroom, I found my seat and began to read The Goddesses Manual again. I was still reading the chapter for how to obtain documents without difficulty. It was harder then it sounded. I started to take notes. It was not long before I was in my own world, drawing. The chair next to me squeaked. I quickly turned to another page of my book, as I finally realised what I had drawn, I was afraid if Robert had seen, after all it was a drawing of him.

"Hello, my name is Robert Hamilton. You must be Anya Smith." He voice was the sweetest thing I had ever heard, like melted chocolate on strawberries.

I needed to compose myself. I slowly turned to look at him.

"You know, it's rude to use someone's nickname without them telling it to you first." I replied, trying my best to conceal my smile.

"Oh." He said back.

He knew what I meant; if you have just met someone, you refer to them with their full name unless they tell you to use another name. In other words he had slipped.

How did she figure that out? Man she picks things up quickly. He thought.

"Oh, don't worry; I'm glad someone picked up that I don't like my full name much." I lied flawlessly. I started to wonder if I had said too much.

After all, I was 'only' human. The thought of that made me smile again. Thankfully, Mr Sand had begun the lesson. It would let Robert ponder in his own thoughts for a while. I saw him at the corner of my eye lean away from the table to try and get some free air. I rolled my eyes to myself, as if that was going to help. Instead of making it harder for him I summon air around us so he could breathe.

"Lets begin!" Mr Sand exclaimed.

Man he needed a hobby, if he was so excited about us looking through a microscope figuring out what each layer of an onion cells looked like.

"Lady's first?" Robert asked.

Well at least he was still a gentleman to me. I looked through the microscope. I already knew the answer, but I was playing human.

"Prophase" I said as I began to move the slide.

"Do you mind if I look?" he asked as his hand touched mine to stop me from moving the slide.

I was used to his kind touching me, so I did not flinch from his ice-cold touch, as I had a friend called Amy, she was a Vampire she and I had been friends for about one thousand years.

She was forever frozen at twenty-one. According to her, it was the perfect age to be forever.

However Robert was surprised that I did not flinch and our eyes met, I slowly turned away with embarrassment, not because I had not flinched but because I felt an electric pulse created by me, it was something I had not done in a while well not by accident well not since I had been with Max.

My ex-lover who had not loved me, but had been put under a spell to counter-act my curse of the Phoenix, it was the last time I ever let my feeling show. The day I discovered the truth, was the day I stopped loving someone like him as he took my heart and pretended that nothing happen and left me heart broken.

It was also was the day I said if I ever found him again I would kill him no matter how important he was to another Gods mission, if he got in my way bad luck for them.

"Sorry, of course you may." I said in my elegant voice, as I offered him the microscope.

He looked at the microscope as long as I did.

"Prophase" He agreed, still refusing to look at me.

Instead he kept his eyes on the on the worksheet, filling out our first answer. He placed the next slide down before giving it a quick examination.

"Anaphase" He said.

"May I?" I asked him, this time stopping his hand from moving the slide; once again, I created the same electric pulse.

He flicked away from my touch. However, he still allowed me to look, even if his thoughts were smug. So what! He had two theoretical medicine degrees. I did not care. He was right, yet I did not change my expression when I answered him.

"Anaphase" I agreed, once again I allowed him to write the answer on our worksheet again.

I held my hand out for the next slide; he placed into my hand, giving up on trying not touching my hand.

"Interphase" Before he could ask I had spun the microscope eyepiece in his direction.

"Interphase" This was the only form communication we had until we were finished.

"You know you have nice eyes, amber suits you." I complimented him.

Does she notice everything? He thought.

It was the only response. I smiled at that though and began to bite my lip in an attempt to hide my smile with no luck. I was surprised when he met my eyes again. He was searching for answers in my eyes, as he would get none from my mind.

I met his eyes letting him ponder without much, unfortunate for me my smile had grown more pronounced. It only frustrated him more as he could not figure out what had made me smile. He was going over everything we had said looking for clues. Luck was not on his side as Mr Sand had noticed that we were staring at each other and not concentrating on our work.

"So, Robert did you let Anastasia figure out some of these answers?" Mr Sand Questioned.

Robert was forced to look away from our staring contest, as no one was blinking.

"Anya." He corrected. "She figured out three of the five sides." Mr Sand gave me a look of doubt.

"Were you in the advanced class in Phoenix?" He questioned.

"Yes." I replied.

"Oh, well good thing you two are lab partners." He responded. Before muttering, "It will allow others to learn." I had to use all the strength in me not to say things I shouldn't.

Arg! I hated it when humans murmured things under their breath; it meant that they did not have the guts to say it to your face. Coward!

"It's good to see it snowing. Don't you think?" Robert asked.

I arched my left eyebrow. Did he really think I would believe him? As I was the one who threw a snowball at his brother and it had hit him harder than a normal human. Since it was his way of small talk, I would go with it.

"Yeah. It great" Somehow the words came out awkward.

Thankfully, he was too lost in my facial expression to fully comprehend my tone of voice.

What a weird reaction. Who arch's there eyebrow when we are talking about a safe standard topic? How I wish I could read her mind.

"You like the cold?" he asked, this somehow surprised him.

I shook my head slightly; no, I just said that because I felt like it. He was one weird person, well vampire.

Once again, he was watching my every move trying to solve the puzzle. He was not having much luck.

"Why did you come here?" He demanded. He had given up trying to understand my actions.

"Because, I could," I replied. As if, I was going to tell him the truth. This answer frustrated him. I had to smile. He noticed it too.

"What?" he demanded again.

"Nothing" I replied.

Unable to hide my laughter any longer, I let a quiet laugh. He said nothing but he was fuming.

"Fine I came here, because my mother remarried and she wanted to travel with her new husband, so I figured that I'd give them some times to themselves and come visit Michel." I was not a complete lie, it was what I had told my parents and it worked.

"Oh." I could feel the shame and anger burning of him.

"Sorry." He murmured.

"No, it's okay, just don't many people my life story, so if you would keep it to yourself." I comforted him with a smile.

Why not? This was becoming more fun. The longer he wished for information, the more I could get in return. But how? He speaking interrupted my thoughts.

"When did it happen?" he asked a little too curiously. I let out another sigh and rolled my eyes, before shaking my head. He did not give up.

"Last winter" I replied.

"Why did you not travel with them?" He did not seem to get it.

"Danny travels a lot, lots of business trips. Plus staying with me made my mum unhappy, so I thought if she went with him and I went with my dad to finish school, everyone would be happy." Somehow, I had told him half the truth. I had no idea why but I did.

"What about your happiness?" he asked. He tilted his head slightly side ways to get a better look at my face.

"What about my happiness?" I asked back I had no idea what his question meant.

"So you would give up your happiness to make others happy?" he asked back.

"Yes, and?"

Oh. So she is selfless. That a rare, thing to find in a human.

He thought. Great! I had said too much. I was going to need to get out of here fast if this conversation did not end soon.

"That not fair." He said.

"Life's not fair." I replied.

"You know how to put show, but I think you hide your suffering more than anyone will ever know." I said nothing and looked away.

"Am I right?" he asked smugly.

"Does that really concern you?" I snapped, instantly I regretting snapping at him.

Our conversation had ended due to the fact that I was rude to him. I look at the front of the classroom and sighed. Thankfully, Mr Sand decided he was going to go though the answers to our worksheet. The bell went and I began to gather my books.

"You know for what's it worth you do a good job at hiding your feeling." Robert said before walking off.

It took me a minute to finally calm down. My feelings were of the rails; I had no idea what was wrong with me, what are these feelings I felt inside? I would think about that later, now I had gym and we were doing gymnastics, something I was good at.

Unfortunately, the class was for beginners, after five minutes of the class I was bored, so I stood there watching everyone do their feeble attempts of gymnastics. The coach realised that I was not doing anything. So he called me to the front of the class, in an attempt to embarrass me.

Looking me straight in the eye he said, "Why are you not doing sport?"

"Because I'm bored," I replied. He was outraged. I continued to stare at him.

"Fine as punishment you shall do a full four minute flour routine." He decided.

"Okay." I replied "without or with, any music?"

"Excuse me?"

"Okay I'll take that as no music. Step back people so you can give a girl some room to do as sir asked." I called out to my class.

They all stepped off the blue mat with surprise. I counted to three in my head before starting my routine. I had only done a Front handspring, step out, Round off back handspring, and step out, Round off back handspring, full twisting layout. Before I could do any more I was interrupted.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" our gym teacher demanded.

"Um. A floor routine?" I asked.

"How did you…" he began.

"Hey you said do a floor routine, so I started doing it, then you stop me and demand to know what I'm doing." I replied back.

Thankfully the bell went.

"Have a nice day." I finished before walking off to the change rooms. Blair ran after me.

"Oh my goodness what was that?" she asked with a laugh.

"That was a Front handspring, step out, Round off back handspring, and step out, Round off back handspring, full twisting layout." I replied.

"No! The whole confrontation with our gym teacher?" she asked.

"Oh, that? He asked for it." We were now both changed. We continued to laugh all the way to my bike.

"You know, instead of catching the bus home, you should ride with me on my motorbike." I said.

"No! Way! I'm not sure if I would be able to hold on, let alone get the approval of my parents!" she said in a rush.

"They can't protect you forever, you know." I said as I strapped my helmet on. I held the other helmet out to her. I always had a spare one.

"Well I suppose one ride won't hurt." She said strapping on the other helmet.

We sped off passing everyone, while she held on for her life, lifting her face to the sky, laughing at the top her lungs, I joined her in the laughter as we drove past Robert and his family hopping into the car. We laughed till we arrived at her house. Once she arrived, she pulled herself together and walked off with a smile.

She had enjoyed the ride, I was going to have to that more often as it was quite fun. I sped to get home. I had some work to do.

I got out my The Goddesses Manual. I had a few notes on my list. I knew what to do. I had to find a Goddess who was willing to make a trade with me.

I do something for them and they would sign the correct paper works, which would allow my friends from Phoenix, could move to Forks with me. I knew which Goddess that I would use.

The Goddess of Time. Her wants were simple: pleasure or pain…

I dialled her number; thankfully, she was in her human form when she answered her phone.

"Hello?"

"Goddess of Time?" I asked.

One could never be sure with us.

"Who I this?" she asked half asleep.

"Why it's the Goddess of Beauty." I replied.

"What do you want?" She snapped.

"Well…I was kind of hoping that… well… you might need some help and I thought we could make a trade?" I asked softly.

"Why would I need YOUR help?" She asked impolitely.

"Well it sounds like you're in trouble. I thought that if I helped, that you would sign some documents." I sounded like a question.

"What kind of documents?" she asked interested.

"All you need to do is sign your name." I responded.

"Done! Now all you have to do is find a man called Richard Carp. Then tell him if he ever leaves me in my hotel room alone again, I'll tell his ex-girlfriend. Oh and tell him I'm still there if he wants to make up for what he did or call me." The phone went dead.

She had hung up in anger.

It was easy to find the man and to deliver the message. The Goddess of Time showed up and signed the documents easily. I was grateful that some things were easily done then others.