The hunt

Who TF are you?

I opened the door, not sure what I expected, but definitely not this.

"Can I come in?" the (very attractive mind you) boy at the door asked.

His hair was black, and his eyes a piercing green, he wore a camo- colored coat and dark ripped jeans.

"Who are you?" I asked, closing the door slightly, trying to remember my self-defense lessons.

"I'm Tarron, nice to meet you, but does Geneva live her by any chance?" he asked, gesturing at the number on the side of the house.

"Yeah.. she does, she is my sister." I stammered, scared of his intentions.

"Great, could you fetch her please, we wanted to go to the park after I finished work."

"Okay." I shrugged, he was probably a colleague or someone she had met in the park. "Come in while I get her" Mom always said I shouldn't trust people too easily, but he seemed honest," plus, we have a fierce predator as a pet" I giggled to myself, picking the 'fierce predator' off the couch and walking upstairs.

"There is someone for you!" I screamed over my sisters' loud music "So?!" She screamed back.

"He said his name is Tarrin or something" the music stopped within seconds, and instead my sister almost hit me in the face opening the door at a superhuman speed, and sprinting downstairs "What demon has possessed her to get her out of her room? Running? I asked Vullet, who stared at the stairs, just as surprised as me. I closed my sisters' room and walked to my own, putting Vullet on my bed, where she quickly crawled under the covers, chirping happily. She was right, it was a bit cold, so I closed the window/

I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the conversation my class had had, MOstly about unimportant things, so I texted Christy, my best friend, about the psychology project we had to do, then laid down on my bed, putting Vullet on my stomach.

I heard my sister close the door, and sat up, checking my phone for messages.

I walked down the stairs and was greeted by my sister, who was eating a sandwich at the dinner table.

"Did you have a good nap?" she snickered. I looked at her, wondering what she meant.

"Whatever, mom will be late today, so I thought about ordering something?" she suggested.

I just nodded, filling a glass with water, checking my reflection in the fridge, and realizing my hair had decided to explode when I fell asleep.

"Is it alright if Taron eats with us as well? I heard you had a bit of a... strange way of meeting." Of course, I want to know the who dares to be that attractive around me "Sure".