Bite Me [UNEDITED]

Chapter 1

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The music blasted from the speakers as I stared at my room's ceilling. My favorite rock songs played but I can't seem to concentrate on anything or even rap my favorite part of each song. My mind kept on drifting on what happened last night.

"Kyle!" My mom yelled from downstairs. "Come down here for a while. I need your help."

I blew the few strands of hair covering my eyes as I struggled to get up. I walked down the hallway of my house passing by the door of Cole's room full of stickers with 'Warning', 'Stay away', 'Don't come inside' signs. Ridiculous.

"Mom?" I saw her inside the kitchen, sorting through the garbage.

"Oh, Kyle. Would you please bring the garbage up front? The truck will pass by in the morning, I think."

I grabbed the bag Mom was talking about and made my way to the front lawn.

After dumping the bag in the can, I lingered for a while in front of the house. Instead of going back inside, I decided to walk around the neighborhood.

Going back to the place where all things happened, I remembered everything from last night.

The girl continued to stare at me, as if something about me piqued her attention.

I didn't dare move. I mean, I might scare her or something. Although my position was not entirely comfortable, what with the girl straddling me, I find the situation strangely okay with me. Yeah, I mean, I know if someone would be passing by, our position would look highly inappropriate, but I don't really mind meeting her this way. If not anything, I kinda feel good with all her staring. And I have this warm feeling inside me. No, I'm not getting all hot, although that would be completely understandable with our position right now, but I'm not getting the 'warm feeling' that way.

Minutes passed and she's still looking at me. I don't mind, honestly, but if this would go on any longer, I'm done. So I decided to break the stare-off.

"Uh... Hi?"

That seemed to catch her attention. It's like something inside her clicked and suddenly, in just a blink, she wasn't on top of me anymore.

I tried to sit up but struggled because of the pain I felt on my bottom. I remembered the bones cracking but I didn't feel any broken bone in my body. I guess it wasn't me. I was about to ask the girl if she's okay but I suddenly lost my voice-- and my breath, when I finally saw her.

In front of me was a mysterious girl with the whitest hair I've ever seen, stark naked. I felt my whole body grow warmer, warmer than what I was thinking before, especially my whole face. For a few seconds I couldn't say anything. But when I finally realized what was happening, I looked away and tried to stand up. I shrugged off my hoodie and, without looking at her, reached out my hoodie for her to wear. It's pretty chilly. Why is she not wearing anything?

A few seconds have passed but she never reached for my hoodie. I tried to look at her face and she was just staring at me. Honestly, isn't she cold?

I cleared my throat. "Um... Here. Wear this. It's um... cold."

She slowly reached and decided to wear it so I looked away.

In all fairness, she's hot.

When she was finally clothed that I can now look at her without feeling my face grow hotter, I looked at her to check her out. Not check her out like scan her body or something. I'm just checking if she really is okay. I mean, who walks around at night as naked as a baby? Isn't she scared or something? Or maybe she has some kind of mental disorder?

"Are you okay, miss?"

She opened her mouth but I only heard a small whimper.

"Are you hurt somewhere?" I asked again as I came near her.

She slowly shook her head but made no further movement.

When I was finally in front of her, I just couldn't help but stare at her. She's really beautiful. Without realizing it, I gently reached out and touched her face. So smooth and soft.

I heard a soft growl from deep down her throat and the next thing I knew she was already on her toes kissing me. Not that I'm complaining though. Damn, she has soft lips. And because I couldn't help myself I wrapped my arms around her small waist, the same time she wrapped hers around my neck,  and kissed her back.

I have no idea how long we kissed but I don't mind. It's just so good to kiss her. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm kissing a strange, mysterious girl that I don't even know, and I don't mind?