The Man from the Cemetery

Chapter 3

I froze. I didn't make a sudden move. Who would be here at midnight except me? Could it be a cop? A gravedigger? I don't know but I was nervous. The crunching of leaves stopped. I guess someone is just standing behind the tree. My heart was racing. I got up, turned around, and backed up. 

"Who-who's there?" I said, shaking. 

" I-I didn't  mean to frighten you." A male, quiet whisper said. 

I heard rustle of leaves then a firgure in the shadows. The person walked out of the shadows. The moonlight showed me mysterious person. The man infront of me wore black jeans and a blck T-shirt. Tattoos on both of his arms. Black hair covered hald of his bright blue eyes like the deep dark blue ocean. He put his hand on the back of his neck. I found myself blushing, he's handsome. I shook my head to stop blushing. 

"Why are you here?" I asked. 

"Same thing to you, why are you here?" He replied. 

"I-I asked yopu first!" I put my hands on my hips. 

He smiled. His bright handsome smile, " It's beautiful here." He looked at my eyes and rested against th tree I was sitting, " And you?" 

"To relax." I said, "How'd you get in here?" 

"I climbed over the gates." He said laughing, " Guess you did too?" 

"Yeah." 

"I never seen you before." He said poiniting at me, "New here?" 

"Yes, just moved in." I answered sittting on a tombstone. 

We stayed there in the cemetery, talking. His name is Jasper. He live in a mansion that his parents gave him to live. His parents got killed by psychotic people he said. His parents come from a wealthy family. I've became very interested in him. H elives by himself and likes to play guitar. His favorite band is Trivium. 

He looked at me and question, "Why did you move to this place? It's a boring old creek."

"It's not." I said shaking my head and smiling. 

"How?" He asked. 

"There's haunted places here, spirits roaming around, it's interesting." I answered. 

"Ohh." He said with a smirk, "Interesting, I like you." 

I blushed. 

"I like you too."