Run

Five

As my last lesson slowly draws to a close I realise that I actually haven't had a single worry since I've arrived at my aunties. That's a new record. No. I shouldn't of reminded myself I cuss as I mentally hit my head. My thoughts quickly cloud over with stress, worry and fear. I'm sure the council will find me soon enough. Being a vampire doesn't tend to phase me apart from the occasional craving for blood. I feel like a normal person. I feel like the same old Belle I was two months ago. I certainly do not want to have to be dragged into a lab and get toxic tests done on me. Two months ago seems like yesterday. I can't get that night out of my head. I miss my parents so much. There is an aching pain in my chest. Damn it. I'm a vampire. I shouldn't have these feelings. Should I?

I blink as a tear trickles down my cheek at the thought of my fearful parents.

The bell rings waking me up from my thoughts. This day hasn't been too bad, I mean, I was hoping to make a few friends but it's all good. I suppose.

I walk out of class when I hear my name being called.

"Belle."

Oh god. I really don't want to speak to anyone, I'm still crying.

"Hey, wait up!" I hear the voice say again but this time closer.

Should I ignore them? I decide to ignore them.

"BOO." The person says right into my ear causing me to jump and scream at the same time.

I turn around to see which jerk did that.

"Damn it Kyle. I'm scared of loud noises." I say, my mouth slowly turning into a frown as I see a smirk forming on his lips. He obviously doesn't notice that I've been crying.

"I'm not kidding, I have a phobia." And I have stupid extra sensitive vampire senses that could make a whisper into a scream I think to myself.

"I was only messing." He laughs and holds his hands up in surrender.

There is an awfully long silence...

What do I say? Never put me infront of a boy. This is what happens. I look around and realise that literally every girl is staring at Kyle in adoration, some even with a hint of jealousy hidden in their eyes. I can't help but feel special even if we don't really know each other.

I study his perfect features very very carefully. Taking in every single detail as my eyes skim his face.

How could I of not been able to hear his heartbeat? How come I feel close to him and I have barely known him a day. His eyes alone hold a story but it has a barrier up with an invisible protective wall. I want to find out so much about him.

"What?" He says as his lips tug into a cheeky smile.

"Huh?" I say confused on the current situation. I was thinking too hard again.

"What are you staring at?" He says obviously knowing the answer but just wanting to hear me admit it.

"Nothing. You're just.... intriguing."