Night had cast a dark shadow over everything, and regardless of how beautiful it was, I could not seem to get my eyes off of this strange beautiful boy, called Devon. He seemed to be caressing my hand, as if I were made of fragile glass, the contact made heat and energy spread through my body. We stood outside for a very long time.

"Where is the car?" He looked up from our hands.

"We aren't going to take a car." He talked like he was in a daze.

"What?" Charlotte explained.

"We didn't bring a car, I thought we would meet… under different circumstances."

"Huh?"

"later." He whispered into my ear. I shivered, and the feeling traced all the way down my spine. I nodded. I heard them talking, but I didn't understand what they were saying, the words were too fast, and then out of nowhere I was picked up off of the ground, I screeched and his hand flew to my mouth.

"Shhh…" he started bouncing me like a baby. I heard Charlottes soft voice close by.

"It would be a very good idea to close your eyes." I closed them, and we flew. I could feel the wind on my face, and through the holes in my sweater. I shivered, he held me closer to his cold hard chest, I guessed in an attempt to get me warm. I could feel my hearts rapid pace, like it was trying to rip itself from my chest. Suddenly we came to a halt. My breathing was rapid as well, I hadn't noticed that.

"You can open your eyes now." I peeked a little out of one of my eyes, before I felt safe enough to open the other. We stood in a little meadow that was mostly occupied by a small log cabin, there were a few weeping willow trees, sitting on the edge of a mossy pond. I was speechless. This was probably the most beautiful place I had ever seen.

"It's…" I couldn't put it into words.

"A friend of ours designed it." Charlotte's voice sounded excited. I felt Devon move me, he put me in the standing position.

"How did you go so fast?!" he smiled a sad smile.

"Come inside." I nodded and he led me into the house. It was amazing. The small cabin that was seen on the outside, was only a small lounging room, and the beginning of a staircase. The stairs led us to a huge underground room. The room was painted a pale blue, with all kinds of exquisite art and furniture, and a big TV on the wall. The room had a hall with several doors on each side. Devon led me to one of them. It was a basic bedroom, a bed, dresser, and what I assumed a closet.

"Is this your bed room?" he shook his head.

"It's yours." I looked at him doubtfully.

"Mine?" he nodded. "Is this about what Alice said?" he smiled and nodded.

"She's also the reason you have a closet full of clothes too." He raised an eyebrow, tempting me, but I suppose did have a longing to look at those clothes.

"But, what did she say?"

"Keller have you heard of … Vampires?" I nodded. "how do you feel about them?"

"I don't know, there cool I guess… Why?"

"Alice is the daughter of the woman who designed, and helped build this house."

"This house is beautiful." Why did he keep changing the subject?

"Alice and her family are vampires." I struggled to hold back a laugh.

"Is that right?" he frowned.

"Charlotte." He simply said her name.

"I'm on my way, Devon." I looked toward the closed door, that was weird. So much was so unusual about these two. She knocked on the door. Devon looked at me.

"What?"

"It's your bedroom."

"Uh… come in?" she danced into the room, and sat on the other side of the bed.

"What is it?"

"Could you help me, just a little bit?" she bit her lip, and shook her head.

"Alice saw you doing it alone." He sighed.

"Of course she did." Charlotte walked over toward the door.

"I'll be upstairs if you need me." He nodded. He put his head in his hands and sighed. something was really bothering him. I put my hand on his shoulder, he didn't move, I leaned closer, running my hands through his hair.

"Hello?" he looked up at me, trying to look serious, but I could see the smile in his eyes. "You can tell me," he took a deep breath and let it out throwing himself back onto the bed. I giggled. "Devon, what is it?"

"Promise not to freak out?" I nodded. He sat up in his seat. "Alice is psychic, she saw that I would find a mate soon, she told me that my…" he looked up at me and shifted uncomfortably, "mate, could see through my 'gift' and that's how I would know it was her."

"Oh… so, I'm your…" I giggled "mate?" he nodded. "What's that?"

"A soul mate, the one you will be with forever, but she didn't tell me you would be human, I'll have to talk to her about that…" I stopped him.

"She didn't tell you I was human?"

"She didn't tell me that you were human. Keller she told me that you would except me for whatever I was, and I hope that you do, but I assumed that she meant, I don't know, for my imperfections, not for what I am."

"and what exactly are you…?" he took my hands in his, I felt static move between us, and I took me a minute to focus.

"Don't freak out, okay." I nodded. "Keller, my family, and myself… We are vampires." I smiled at first, about to try to convince him of how ridiculous he sounded, but then I remembered all of the strange things about him. His cold hard white skin, his red eyes, and how fast he could run to his house, and the way Charlotte heard him say her name, all the way upstairs. I didn't doubt one bit that he was a vampire, and my mind kept telling me to laugh it off, tell him to stop kidding around, but my heart told me differently, and I honestly didn't care what he was. I only cared that I was here, with him, and that I knew he did feel the same way with me that I did with him, I was Devon's 'mate', we were meant for each other, for forever. I wanted to kiss him, and run my fingers through his hair again, but for now I knew all he needed was my acceptance. I threw my arms around his waist, and he returned by gently wrapping his around me, maybe showing me he wasn't dangerous. Something was still bothering me, and I couldn't repress it much longer.

"Can I see the clothes now?"