My Only Exception

Chapter #2 The Watcher

Ray's POV

I stayed hidden in the trees near the house, waiting. Soon the new family would be arriving. I watch each end of the road carefully for a car.

Being labeled: "The Watcher" by the town meant exactly what it sounded like. It was my job to watch the new families and keep an eye on them. To make sure that they didn't get to creeped out by the town, or it's residents and to make sure that they steered clear of the cemetary. If any of them saw our graves after knowing our names we'd be toast. Any horror writer would make it seem like being a member of the undead was easy, but believe me, it isn't.

Suddenly I heard a car coming up the road. It was a blue van and it stopped right in front of the house. It was the new family! There were two parents and two kids and a dog. A dog... it'd have to be the first one to go. Dogs ALWAYS recognized us!

The parents and kids were now unloading boxes from the van. The mom was tall had ginger colored, short hair and small blue eyes. The dad had short, curly, light brown hair and average sized brown eyes and was also tall. The son, looking to be the youngest had longish blond hair, short for how old he looked and eyes like his dad's.

Lastly was the daughter, oldest looking of the kids. She was a sight for sore eyes. Kind of tall, short dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. She wore a dark blue plaid shirt with a white undershirt, blue jeans, and black converse. I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

Suddenly a smell hit my nose. It smelled so sweet and fragrant. It was the girl's scent. I inhaled deeply, taking in as much as my dead lungs would allow, I couldn't get enough of it. The sun had just gone behind a big cloud, since I was momentarily safe from it I took a step forward to try and get a better smell when I stepped on a stick. SNAP!

    "Shit!" I hissed to myself as I hid behind a tree. The girl turned around. God I hope she didn't see me.

    "Whose there?" I heard her call out.

I mentally cursed myself for slipping up like that. I normally don't do that, but that scent was purely intoxicating, unlike the yellow factory gas that had killed all the people in this town and turned them into the living dead when the plant exploded.

I thought back to how I too had been a victim of the living dead. My family and I had moved here 2 years ago, into the same house I was currently spying on. I was 16 then. It only took a few weeks for the living dead to carry out their mission and feed on us, taking our blood and turning us into the living dead, just like them. Well me anyways....my parents had too much of their blood drained to be able to come back. They were really dead.... I closed my eyes, still hearing my mom's scream of terror, until I realized I had actually heard someone scream.

It was the girl. I poked my head out from behind the tree to see the daughter with her back to me now, facing the real estate agent Mr. Dawes. He had scared her. I smiled to myself.

    "Nice one Dawes." I chuckled quietly.

Mr. Dawes introduced himself to the girl after her parents explained who he was.

    "Oh, hi. I'm Amanda Benson." She said to him.

So Amanda was her name. Pretty. I ducked behind the tree again as she turned in my direction once more.

It wasn't until I heard her footsteps walking up the front porch that I came out of hiding. I walked out of the woods and onto the sidewalk, the sun was still behind the clouds so I was safe.

I noticed the boy was still outside with the dog, playing in the front yard. The boy stopped once he noticed me across the street. It was ok that he saw me. If anything I looked like a friendly kid, interested in seeing who the new neighbors were. I smiled and waved at him. He didn't wave back, but gave an unconvincing half smile and went in the house, the dog followed him.

I stayed where I was until a few minutes later when I saw the girl again. Amanda. This time she was looking out the window in the room on the top right of the house. I smiled up at her.

'She's in my old room' I thought to myself.

After about a minute of staring at each other, she closed the curtains again. That's also when I noticed the sun was coming back out from behind the clouds. I raced home before it could touch me.