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I was walking around the house since no one was around.

"You look tired." someone said behind me but when I turned around there was no one there.

"Who's there?" I asked walking towards where it came from.

I got the feeling of when you know you're not alone but I saw no one.

As I turned to go back to what I was doing a tall, brown hair and red eyed boy with all black clothing was standing right in front of me.

He looked really attractive but I was still about to scream for help but nothing came out.

"Don't bother to scream, no one can see me so no one will believe you." he said stepping a foot closer.

"Who are you and why are you here?" I asked trying not to show fear but it was useless.

"My name is Jacob Sartorius and I'm a- well you maybe won't believe me but I'm a vampire." he said with no emotion.

There were bearly any lights on in the house since I was planning on going to sleep.

But the moonlight shining through the windows were enough light for me to see his figures.

His skin was pale but it kinda had color to it. The moonlight shining on his hair making it darker than I think it is. But his red eyes looked like a flash beening held against a blood red ruby.

"W-what." I stuttered and I could see the side of his mouth lifting a bit into a slight grin.

"I'm a-" I cut him off mid sentence with a hand raised between us. "I know what I heard but what I meant to say is what are you doing in my house." I said.

He didn't answer but instead he walked into my kitchen not looking back, knowing I'd follow.

He took an apple from the counter and just stared at it. "I was bored so I just decided to come check up on you."

Check up on me as in you've been watching me for a while now. I thought to myself.

"So when you get bored you just decide to go around to random people's houses and watch them?" I asked coming closer into the kitchen.

"I wouldn't say random people's houses no, I only come to yours." he turned his gaze from the apple to me.

I was actually interested in knowing more about this little hobby of his.

I was going to say that these past few months I was feeling some kind of way some one was watching me, so now I know  who my stalker is.

"Wait, so you were with me in the car on my way to Ciara?" he nodded now taking a bite from the apple.

"And you're the wind I felt in the classroom today " he nodded again.

"And I'm also coming with you to that party at Aaron's place." he said putting the apple down.

"But right now you need some rest for tomorrow." he said disappearing.

I looked around. I was feeling tired though. And I'm guessing I should keep this a secret.

I walked into my room to find him standing at my window looking outside.

"Every night I would come look at you while you're sleeping. Wondering what you're dreaming about. Wondering how it must feel to be able to sleep at night and be awake in the morning." he said turning his head a little so I could see it through the glass.

"Why? Don't you sleep at night?" I asked stepping into my own room.

He shook his head. "Vampires never sleep, whe are children of the night." he said turning to face me.

"Can I maybe, see your fangs?" I asked, hesitanting a bit.

He smiled and I could see them perfectly. As white as snow, sharp enough to cut through flesh. It was beautiful.

"Are there many of your kind?" I asked climbing into my bed as if I was ready for a bed time story.

"Yes, we are many, but different kinds." he said sitting down on my desk chair.

"Our groups are named after our eye color. Like mine are red and my group's name is the Red Eyes. So you get purple, orange and grey. Obviously you get good and bad vampires. The red and purple eyes are the good vampires which makes the orange and grey eyes the bad one."

I was paying attention till I felt my eyes getting heavy and a wave of exhaustion take over me.

"You better get some rest, I'll be here if you need me." he said making himself comfortable on the chair.

"Goodnight." I said closing my eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

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