Why was I enjoying this kiss? Why did his lips have to feel so damn soft? Why where they warm? Shouldn't he feel cold? Should he not be some cold as ice type person? Was I kissing back? Oh god I was kissing back! Stop it! Stop it! STOP IT!

A wolf whistle made me pull away. "AND YOU TOLD US TO GET A ROOM!" Frank shouted being turned around in is seat slightly. "WHAT ABOUT YOU GEN! WHAT ABOUT YOU!?"

I think I was blushing cause my face was burning. Really burning. I saw Beth slap Frank lightly on the arm. I'm glad she was on my side on this.

"What'd you do that for?" I asked him trying to sound normal. I failed at it. I sounded flustered which of course I was thanks to this insufferable man…vampire wannabe! God damn it all I can't believe what I'm doing to myself. He's not a person. He's some freaky nightmare-giving guy! Why did I even associate with him. He wasn't supposed to be here. I was supposed to be enjoying a night out with my friends. No distractions except for cotton candy.

"I-I…" He stuttered. He was stuttering! I wasn't the only one shocked about this! I think he was shocked just for the sake of being shocked. He hadn't planned this. It was a spur of the moment type deal than the question was why? Why did he suddenly kiss me? Why did this night even happen?

"Well?" I said kind of glad that I was not the really flustered one. I wanted to know I really wanted to know why he kissed me.

"I…"

"Hope you enjoyed the ride you two." The ride attendant let us off the ride. We rejoined my friends.

"Telling me to get a room." Frank said. "You were doing pretty well yourself."

"Frank." Beth told him as she tugged on his arms. "How about we go check out the animals one more time?" Beth asked Frank. "You two should check out the crafts and things." Beth told Pitch and I. "We'll meet up in a bit." Beth led Frank away from us.

Pitch and I stood there. I felt a bit lost. I didn't exactly wish to be alone with this guy again. I was confused, but Beth apparently wanted to play matchmaker. Pitch and I started to walk. I didn't take his arm this time I was kind of angry with him we just walked side by side. That was until a crowd parted us. I got caught between what looked to be a much of jocks. I ended up somewhere near the bathrooms. Not exactly a bad thing since I needed to go anyway.

I looked at myself in the mirror as I washed my hands. My strawberry blond hair was unruly and more out of its ponytail then in. I pulled my hair out my hair wasn't exactly wavy and it wasn't exactly curly it was some where in between. I seriously wondered what Pitch saw in me. Did he even see anything? I never got an answer to why he kissed me after all. I closed my eyes and sighed. I turned on the water and splashed my face with it. I needed to think before going back out and finding Pitch. I wiped my face dry with a paper towel.

My silver/gray eyes stared back at me. I had my mother's eyes. She told me once before when I was little that Dad told her that they reminded him of a full moon shining brightly on a clear day. I thought that was a great way to put it. Candy and Jack had the same dark hair and green eyes on Allison. Dad and I were the only one's to have the blond-red hair that we did.

As soon as I walked out of the bathroom I saw Pitch. His black cowboy hat and pale face weren't hard to spot. His golden eyes were frantically searching for something. Did he fear that he lost me? "PITCH!" I called with a wave. I'm not sure why I did. Shouldn't he know where I am? I'm sure he could have just sent out some of his nightmare sand stuff to find me if he had really wanted to.

"Genevieve." He said almost more like a huff. "Where did you go?"

"Well the crowd parted us. I had to go…so I ended up in the bathroom and I figured when I was done I could find you." I said.

"Never do that again." Pitch held my arms. "Never scare me like that again."

"I sacred the boogeyman?" I said with a smirk. "I must be more talented. Maybe I should take your job position." I said.

"Never." He led me away from the bathrooms back to our original destination of the craft booths. I didn't notice until we were at the first booth that his hand was holding mine quite tightly.

Frank and Beth actually found us by the time we made it all the way through the booths. Beth asked me to take her to the bathroom. Since she had 'no clue' where it was. Of course that was a lie she just wanted to know all about Pitch and me spending time together.

"So Pitch."

"Yeah?" I asked trying not to care.

"How do you know him?"

"I met him like five years ago." I said honestly. I hadn't seen him since then, but I hadn't told her that. I also wasn't going to tell her that he's made my heart almost explode out of my chest several times that night.

"Really where?"

What would be the correct answer? The cemetery, but that sounded so weird to say that. Plus then she'd ask all these questions as to why he was there and who's he's related to since all of town is related to each other somehow.

"I don't remember. Probably something like this I went to with the twins." I said. "Or something."

"He seems to like you."

"What ever could have given you that idea?" I said sarcasm dripping from my voice. Of course I had kissed the boy. Of course we possibly liked each other. Did I like Pitch? I can't like him right? I mean he's the bad guy! The guy that supposedly gave me nightmares as a kid! He gave me nightmares! He controlled all the messed up nightmares I had as a kid! Didn't he? I'm sure he had to have? He's like 100 years old right? Oh god I kissed an old man! He's like old enough to have seen the first person in my family ever born! I kissed an ancient man! WHAT IS MY LIFE COMING TO!?

"Well you did kiss."

"Don't remind me."

"It wasn't good?"

"It was…." Amazing…do not say that.

"Really it was that good?"

Shit I said it out loud. "Yeah."

"I haven't ever heard you describe a kiss like that. Not even with Gerald, or that Brain guy, or Pat." She listened off some of the guys I dated for like a week so far. None of the guys I ever dated seemed to feel right. "Are you having fun with Pitch?"

"Yeah."

"That's always a bonus. What's with his Goth cowboy look?"

"I do not know."

"Do you know much about him?"

Truth is I didn't know much about him, but is it a crime that I kind of want too?

A/N: Another chapter. I enjoyed writing it. What do you think about Gen?