I can already see her enticing figure from the entrance of the parking lot with her Miata. Gazing at Ever with my eyes dragging her within, she pulled into the best slot in this parking lot.

"Swear to God he's on your team."

"I knew it!" I saw Miles nods, chatting with Ever. They're best buddies more than with Haven. "I knew he was gay I could just tell. Where'd you hear that?"

"Um, I don't remember," Ever mumbles, climbing out of her car. "I just know that it's true."

Who would've thought that Ever is obsessed with celebrities? Oh, she has this side. How nice it is that she idolizes those stars in Hollywood that try their best not to show their real crap and now that she knows what they really are, behind the camera and lights. Riley, her sister, made it to be the ultimate Hollywood's insider.

I walk toward them, smiling with amusement at what I've learned and asked, "What's true?" and pecks Ever's cheek.

"Jo –" Miles starts as Ever shakes her head and cuts him off, unwilling to display her celebrity-obsessed side. "Nothing, we just, um, did you hear Miles is playing Tracy Turnblad in Hairspray?"

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The only thing that I can do now is to wait, even though I'm bored to death and I'm itching to ditch again with her.

Ever goes into a full-blown discourse of jumbled phrases and disjointed nonsense, so that it won't be hard to just silent until Miles finally waved goodbye and headed off to class.

As soon as Miles is gone, I stop and look at her. "Hey, I have a better idea. Let's go have breakfast."

I know what her thinking with her shooting look that says 'you're crazy' as she ignores me and continues to walk. But she didn't go far either when I pulled her back and squeezed her hand.

"Come on," I said as my eyes lock on hers while I laugh contagiously, hopefully that would get to her good side.

She glances around anxiously, not wanting to get any worse from being seconds from being late. "We can't," Ever whispers. "Besides, I already had breakfast." Unknown, I grin in secret.

Dropping to my knees, I pleaded dramatically. "Ever please!" With my palms pressed together, eyes wide and pleading, I continued the show, "Please don't make me go in there. If you have any kindness at all, you won't make me do it."

I can see her stiff as she presses her lips and tries not to laugh as she watches her gorgeous, elegant, sophisticated boyfriend begging on his knees is a sight she never thought she'd see. And I'm proud to tell the whole world I did it.

But she shakes her head. "Come on, get up, bell's about to –" And Ever doesn't even finish the sentence before it's already rung.

I smiled and rose up to my feet as I wiped my jeans. I tuck my arm around her waist and said, "You know what they say, better a no-show than a tardy."

"Who's they?" She asks, shaking her head. "Sounds more like you."

I shrugged, agreeing this fact. "Hmmm, maybe it is me. Nonetheless, I guarantee there are much better ways to spend a morning," I squeezed her hand, hoping to tell her that we can just skip, "Because Ever, we don't have to do this. And, you don't have to wear this." I removed her sunglasses and lowered her hood.

"The weekend starts now."

I barely recognize Ever's voice when she said, "Hurry before they lock the gate." Because I thought she would stop me usually even before I make a plan to escape the school.

Even though I want to ride with her in my vehicle, we take separate cars. And although there are no words spoken, it's evident that we have no plans to return. Time to time, my eyes check the rear view mirror to see her car following me and I feel safe looking at her.

While tracing the sweeping curves of Coast Highway, I also gaze out at the dramatic stretch of coastline, the pristine beaches, the navy blue waters, and isn't it lucky to be called an amazing home? If I had seen this place earlier than I thought, I wish I'd been born here instead.

I made a quick right and pulled into the lot. Immediately, I climbed out of the car and went around Ever's to open it. I smiled at her as I asked, "Have you been here yet?"

Ever gazes at the white clapboard hut and shakes her head 'no.'

"I know you said you weren't hungry, but their shakes are best. You should definitely try the date malt or the chocolate peanut butter shake, or both, it's my treat." I beam a grin at her.

"Dates?" Ever crinkles her nose and makes a face. Somehow, it's really fun to see that her serious face can sometimes have a childish expression. "Um, I hate to say it, but that sounds awful."

I burst, laughing and pulled her toward the counter. Ordering one of each, I carried them over to the painted blue bench where we take a seat and admired the beach's beauty like a painting.

"So which one's your favorite?" I asked her after she tasted both. She tries each again, removing their lids and uses a spoon because they're so thick and creamy.

"They're both really good," Ever says. "But surprisingly, I think I like the date one best." She slides it to me but I just shook my head and pushed it back to her. That pierces the fact that I don't eat. And as you know it, I don't need to consume human food because I already have all the nutrients my body needs through the crimson elixir I always drink.

But that doesn't mean I can't.

I reach for the straw and take a long deep pull. I leaned over, pressing my ice cold lips against hers.

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"Let's head down to the beach, shall we?"

I took her hand and we walked along the trail, shoulders bumping into each other, as we pass the milkshakes back and forth and she did all the slurping.

We made our way to the beach and removed our shoes, our feet hitting the golden sand. Rolling up our hems, we treaded along the shore, allowing the ice-cold water to wash over our toes and splash on our shins.

"Do you surf?" I suddenly ask her since we're on the beach and there's lots of water. Taking the empty cups and placing one inside the other, I did as I saw her step over a pile of rocks and shake her head.

I smiled. "Would you like a lesson?"

"In this water?" Ever heads toward a bank of dry sand. I can see her toes numb and blue from just that quick dip. "No thanks."

"Well, I was thinking we'd wear wet suits," I said as I stride after her.

"Only if they're fur lined." She laughs sweetly, smoothing the sand with her foot, making a flat space for us to sit.

This beach is one of my favourite places. It helps me to calm and soothe my soul as I take account of the amazing scenery that's like meant for me. And on one of my first visits, I found my special headquarters in the beach that can be used for treasure hunting, too.

I took her soft hand and lead her away past the tide pools, past the crowds and past the world.

"I had no idea this was here," Ever said as I went inside my sanctuary – a hidden natural cave with the smooth rock walls and the recently raked sand.

I went to a corner where my towels and surfboards are piled up, getting a large green blanket and lay it out in the middle.

"Nobody does." I smiled at her, inviting her to sit. "That's why all my stuff is still here. Blends into the rock; most people walk right by without even seeing it. But then, most people live their whole lives without ever noticing what's directly in front of them."

She sits beside me, asking, "So how'd you find it?" I shrugged, giving off the point of this idea. "I guess I'm not like most people."

Lying down beside her, I pulled her down, too. I faced her, taking memories of her tame face, her golden hair and deep ocean eyes as she can't help but to squirm.

"Why do you hide under those baggy jeans and hoodies?" I whispered as my fingers stroke the side of her face and push her hair behind her ear. "Don't you know how beautiful you are?"

Ever presses her lips together and looked away, liking the truth that I've said but not wanting to explain on how she defends herself from the noisy world. A glistening tear escapes down her cheek and Ever tried to hide it.

I didn't mean to make her cry and feel alone. I just want to say that she's amazing just the way she is. That she didn't need to hide her beautiful self from the world because I'm here – Her personal OFF-switch, ready to shut everything off.

I hold her tight and even though she wiggles to let go, I won't. I tried to erase her sadness, to forget everything that gives her pain, with a brush of my lips before merging with hers.

"Ever," I groan as I barely recognize my own thick voice. We've never reached this stage before because of her untimely death and never reached anything after that. But now, for the first time, I didn't think that we are finally able to, if she'd like to.

Shifting until I draped right across her, I can feel her most enliven warmth that soon turns to heat. She runs her lips along the line of my jaw, the square of my chin and I can feel her breath tickling me in short shallow gasps as my hips press and circle with hers, drawing all of the feelings I've fought time so long for her.

She closes her eyes as I remove her sweatshirt, even allowing me to unbutton her jeans and remove them, too. Consenting to her warmth and response, the thing unexplainable through words and can be felt by rapid heartbeats, this could only be what they call 'Love.'

Ever sits up abruptly and pushes me away immediately after she felt my thumb anchored at the elastic of her lingerie. She surprised me and I smiled a bit.

… Not here, not now; not in this way.

My eyes search hers as I murmur, "Ever." She just shakes her head and turns away. I embraced her, my lips on her ear reassuring her, "It's all right. Really. Now sleep."

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My eyes fly open as my human-protecting GPS goes online for the first time.

I put a blanket on her, tucking Ever in. Manifesting a rough paper out of thin air, with my penmanship that seems to be okay even though it's briskly, I write in rush…

Gone Surfing. Be back soon. – D

I folded my note and placed it near her, getting out of the cave as quickly as I can and jumped in inside my black car. Stepping on the gas hard, I drive fast away from the beach.

"It's too late," I said as I took a deep breath, turning my sight away from a lifeless woman. After I took her pulse, there's no chance the gothic girl survived that kind of death.

There's so much more she could've achieve, so much more in her life to explore. But, take a good look at Evangeline. She died undeservingly, alone and with no mercy in this kind of place.

This is indeed the best place to leave her where no one will notice because of its dryness and the trees that hides deeply from the city – Malibu canyon. If I were the one to kill, I would also choose this place and I must say whoever did this really planned her death and kept her carefully for six weeks.

Flipping my phone open, I called the authorities and no sooner will they be able to come here and get the woman. I manifest a long, white cloth and put it over her reddish body of crimson, praying for her soul to go to Summerland.

Now is the time to move and know why these things happen.

Before Evangeline goes missing for weeks, the last I saw of her was Halloween night in Ever's party. Two people are with her – Haven… No, Haven wouldn't try to do such thing. She might be an attention-seeking person but she's the not the type to kill to grab our attention.

And the other one is Drina.

As far as I remember, they went with her that night. But, it's too early to jump on conclusions. And if Haven is indeed with Evangeline, then…

I crunch my brows, running away from the scene as the authorities and media came. No sooner this will make the newspapers' front page and No. 1 news on TV.

Speeding away, I drive away as quick as lightning.

A/N: ON WITH THE BABBLES! x3 Oh yeah, am I finally on a vacation! And you know what that means... writing times~ And I might update as quick as I can! :3 /dances

Oh gosh, 374 hits while I'm gone? You rock, guys! xD That totally made my day when I log-in after a couple of days that I can't because of FF. T_T We're finally on the suspense part of the book! I'm so happy~

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