Heroine of Holly Ridge

Chapter eleven

I know for sure that this isn't supposed to happen. I have never (no never) heard of a vampire with heat vision. Luckily, Alan just thinks I'm a loon, and doesn't notice the burning metal right before his eyes. "Seriously though let's start the interrogation," he said awkwardly. I decide to burn something else. I concentrate on his medium-sized hands.

"Quinn Davis, do you agree to the fact that on blah blah blah" I really can't listen right now. "Quinn?" he asks rather anxiously when he sees my face screwed up. Come on now. Something clicks and the heat kicks in. "Aaahhh!!?! What in the world?" he yelps as his hands burst into flames.

I quickly look away. The flames die down. "You??!?" he asks incredibly. He gently lays down his pink hands. "My point is proven exactly. You have powers that none of us posses," he looks jealous.

I smirk a tiny bit. But man is she a piece of work, kinda like her. My eyes widened. That wasn't me saying that. Or thinking that I guess. I stare at Alan who's staring at me. She's so pretty, Alan thinks. Ew, I think.

"So where do you live?" he asks still ogling over me. "Stop being dumb. You know where I live. You kidnapped me," I retort. "True. What is Holly Ridge like? Many vampires on your street? " he asks. I can't tell if he's joking or not so I just say,"Not that I know of." My brain is whirling.

How do I know what he's thinking? Maybe because he was thinking so fiercely about me and I was kinda thinking about him.

Didn't Melody tell me something about that? Well it's worth a shot. I pull up a image if Melody. She stands tall and beautiful. Her long dark hair flowing. Suddenly a voice pops into my head. "Quinn, is that you?" I can tell Melody Grey's voice anyway. This is her.