Chloe's Story Even More !!

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PrologueLayla

The thirst, it was controlling me,overpowering my true self, well, half self at the very least. Thats theproblem with being me, my thirst is uncontrollable, and I had to have blood, especially at night. The starsin the sky indicated that it was time to eat, breakfast for me, dinner for the mortals.

I was running at a speed of a cheetah, smelling blood in the air, north, towards the mountains. Icould also smell the wretched human food I sometimes eat and a weird floral smell; the smell of my moms

old perfume, not that it mattered. My mom was dead, murdered by her own kind, the stupid humans.Whereas my father, he went missing at least a year after Mom died, leaving me with the stupid, selfishmortals, Leah and Martin. Leah and Martin were my parents best friends, having been married two yearsafter my parents had been. In addition, unfortunately, they had annoying children, Timothy and Jeremy,their twin sons.

Crack.The sound startled me. I stopped, leaving clouds of dirt around me. I sniffed the air, and I smelled

human blood. I turned, only to find a human woman standing, eyes wide, at me. I growled flashing myfangs in her direction. She flinched, her hair seeming to flinch as well. I couldnt recognize her, maybe itwas because I was out of the country. Probably in southern Canada, I ran searching for my original prey,

my usual hunting area.I saw it. My prey, it was a human. I ran behind the tree. The human turned, facing the tree I wasbehind. A bad choice, to see the predator that is to kill you. Especially, since I am what I am. It turned backaround, I ran out from behind the tree, lunging straight for the throat. The blood tasted delicious, asyummy as humans eating on the day of thanks. That turkey, but no, human blood tastes better. I inhaledthe scent of the blood. It smelled, so magnificent.

I finished, pulling the corpse to its burial. It would be reported in the morning, like all the others:A human went missing last night due to unknown circumstances.


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The news would always say, sometimes Im not the only one. Sometimes there is more than onehuman missing. Then the next day theyd find the bodies, dead. There would be a service and life goes on.

For everyone else at least. My life is over, Im dead. Or at least Im supposed to be. Even if Im half

human, I still should be dead. Oh well, life goes on.Chapter 1Bringing Back the Dead

LaylaLayla, if youre arent off that bed in three minutes, youre walking to school! Leah screamed.

It was hard to adjust to a half-human lifestyle. Leah and Martin know what I am, and my conditions.My only being able to last so-and-so hours in sunlight, thats why Im able to go to school. Only school.Homework was easy, with my lightning fast speed, I could finish in minutes.

I jumped off my bed, sending a miniature tremor throughout my room. Although, my room was onlymy bed shoved against the wall, a closet, a mirror (which I never even dare look at), some posters, and adoor. My room could barely even fit me; Id have fared better in the attic. The best part about my room isthat there are no windows. No sun to shine through in the morning, at dawn to waste my small limit oftime.

I dashed through my room looking for my Converse. I hated being a girl, sometimes. Being female isso exhausting, I mean always having to look presentable and crap like that. Boys on the other hand havelife easy. They can look like a complete slob and its okay.

I ran to the bathroom searching for my teeth. I use these teeth to hide my fangs, so nobody will beall, Oh, cool teeth. Can I see? and then they get closer and I have no choice but to bite.

One more minute, Layla! You had better be dow-she paused mid-sentence, seeing me comingdown the stairs.

Leah had apparently gotten a haircut because she used to have long, silky blonde hair with smoothheavy bangs, but now she had short hair with a side that sort of flips out, showing off her dazzling jadecolored eyes; she was pretty for a human but still like the others. Terrible, selfish, cruel, annoying Thenagain, Im worse arent I?


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When I got to my new school, the hallways were crowded with teenagers. Most were intimidating,others not so much. The walls on either side of the room, had lockers in front of them. Of course.

As I was walking to the office to get my class schedule and such, a person bumped into me. We fell

to the floor- well, technically, he fell I just fell so it didnt appear as if I pushed him down- and he got up,ran his fingers through his spiky blonde hair, and held out his hand.

Hello, need any help? the kind boy asked, keeping his hand out to me.I stood up, shook my head and walked away. I wanted nothing to do with these mortals. He was

dumbfounded. Usually humans had two choices to that you either A)say no and get up or B) say yes, getup, and start a conversation, but I chose C) ignore and walk away. I caught a glimpse of him as I walkedaway, his hazel eyes were staring in my direction. The boy ran to catch up to me.

Hey there, names Tristan. And you are? he introduced himself. He seemed kind but I didnt want towaste my time.

You know, it would be nice if you at least said hi, he grouched.

I rolled my eyes, the boy was foolish. Why was he talking to me? Oh right, they all want to be yourfriend until they find out youre a blood-sucking parasite, with super senses, super strength and speed, oh,and how could I forget? Fangs the size of their pinky. Tristan continued to follow me. I didnt slow my paceand he didnt increase his.

I turned the corner, opened the door and barged right into the office.Quite an entrance, there, young lady, one of the secretaries muttered. She seemed like the snobby

type with her tomato red hair in that bun.I guess so, I agreed, My name is Layla Fall, Im here for my class schedule list, locker number, and

combination.All right, it looked like she was just picking up random papers, she handed them to me, they were

all mine, and Now scurry onto class, wouldnt want to be late on your first day, would you? she coughed.I scurried out only to find that the same blonde-haired person, hazel eyed boy, standing in front of

me. How witless are male humans? I continued to ignore the boy, but he continued to stalk me. If hewerent careful, later on today, I would hunt him, leaving only his clothes remaining.

As I did for the office, I barged into my homeroom, Math, I think. The desks were filled and the boy Tristan, I think- came in, and got into the last seat.


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Why, hello, you must be our newest student. Class meet Layla Fall, the chubby grey haired teacherannounced to the classroom, Layla, we will find you a desk soon enough, now would you please take thatseat, in the back, near Dawn Bilson. Dawn, raise your hand to indicate where you are.

A small, petite girl with broad shoulders, and chocolate colored hair pulled back into a ponytail, puther hand in the air. The girl didnt appear as a freshman, she looked more like a small eighth-grader.

I trudged to my desk, I caught a glimpse of the small girl, and whose name was Dawn. She appearedexcited, like she couldnt wait for class to start, though I cant imagine why. I couldnt wait for class to end;she was already my complete opposite.

As the teacher droned on and on about stuff I already knew, I stared out the window. I could see theparticles in the air, flowing with the wind. The trees swaying, nature moving in synchronization. It was asight for sore eyes, if only I could truly experience the warmth outside.

Now if you could please turn to page 12 of your books the teacher whose name I found out wasMr. Henderson- said in a distant monotone voice.

I turned to look at that Dawn girl again. She was still excited; she appeared uncomfortable, strangeenough. Her tan skin showing goose bumps rising, odd, there was no chill.

I let out a breath, but when I did, I soon regretted it; the smell of human blood was everywhere, likea disease spread through the whole school. It was terrible; I pushed down the urge to attack: to bite.

The bell rang, and I jumped out of my seat, I rushed out. Hopefully not at the speed I hunt.I peeked down at my class schedule, second period, history. Ugh, I hate history. Thank goodness, I

knew all about it, considering I was probably there at the time.Tristan appeared by my side again. He smiled at me. His skin appeared pale, almost white like mine.

Odd.Hey Layla, I know you probably hate me or something but lets talk, he said, walking beside me.

I sighed. He would never quit. If he didnt stop, I wouldrip his head off.Ha-ha. I know how you feel, he agreed, I know exactly what youre thinking. I completely

understand if you want to rip my head off.How did he know that? This doesnt make sense. I wish he would leave now.You know, I can hear every word youre thinking. And no I wont leave until you talk to me, he

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When he flashed his teeth, I couldnt help but look. His teeth were white, but his incisors were pointyand large for an average mortal. No, he couldnt be

Yes, I am. And dont argue with me, I could possibly be your elder, he joked.

I rolled my eyes; I guess I could talk to him.Thank you.Your welcome.Wow, thats the first time Ive spoken since my dad disappeared.Really? Thats amazing, thats a long silent act, he joked.I chuckled, once again, the first time in ages. How could something so annoying make people so

happy? I never will understand.You know, people are staring at you, he whispered, pointing at a few people who were traveling in

groups of two or more.Cant blame them, I mean Im as pale as a ghost is practically. I mean if I was one of them, wait. Im

not so, what does it matter?Are you talking to me? Tristan asked, seeming confused.Um I guess, I replied, because really, it was a private thought but I guess it didnt matter.He shrugged. We continued on to our next class, surprisingly so, we had the same classes together.I put my head in my hands, waiting for class to end, I needed to hunt. Unfortunately, I cant cut class,

because I dont need nor want a lecture from Leah. Moreover, class dragged on. Today we were learningabout the civil war and how Abraham Lincoln was a great man, yada yada yada. We all know that, I meandidnt all mortals learn this as a younger one, in other words its pretty much the same thing, but onlyolder vocabulary.

Elaine Parker, read the next paragraph, please, Mrs. Koran said with her gentle yet demanding

voice.Yes Mrs. Koran, she began, Lincoln married in the year of 1842 to a woman named Mary Todd. The

couple in total had four sons, and she continued on and on.Then, thankfully, the bell rang. Most of the students seemed to jump out of their seats, and others

like me and Tristan sat down for a minute to absorb the moment. Elaine-the girl that just read- and Dawnwalked out of the classroom together, followed by a slim, yet muscular chocolate haired boy. Quiteattractive, I thought to myself. He strode out, with his shoes squeaking.


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Hey, come on, lets go, Tristan commanded angrily, though I couldnt imagine why.I followed him. We continued through all our classes till we hit gym, our 6 th period. It was basketball

week; sport mortals play with this spherical orange ball and try to get it into a hoop. Seemed easy enough.

I was wrong. This game was incredibly difficult. Every time a person passed me the ball, I wouldblock it off, though I didnt know why.

Just then, Jean Black passed me the ball. I put my hands out and I grabbed it, but with a little toomuch force, I popped it. Groans erupted throughout the room.

Nice going, Fall. You just ruined the whole game, shouted a boy named Ryan.He looked really mad. He stomped into the locker rooms. His amber hair bouncing on his shoulders.Its all right, Layla. Ryans only pissed because he missed a chance to show off to the girls, Dawn

pointed out, laughing.I laughed back, trying not to show off my teeth too much. Dawn was a kind, friendly girl. She was

even kind to me, even though I didnt deserve kindness. Not even remotely.

Hey Dawn, hows it going? Tristan asked suddenly appearing at my side.Its going good. How bout you Tristan? she beamed, showing a hint of flirt in her voice.

Tristan was smiling back, not even afraid of showing his fangs. He was probably reading somethingon her mind to make him smile.

Oh, Im just fine. Showing around the new girl, of course, he said, putting his hand on my shoulder.I flinched at the sudden touch.

Well, Im gonna go change, see you later, I waved.Dawn likes Tristan, it was so obvious. I sighed. I hated that kind of stuff. I was so over the whole

forbidden love thing. It was such a fiasco, well it was to me.As I was changing, I noticed a couple girls staring at me. Most likely noticing my pale skin. I could

hear the whispers going around the room.Oh my gosh, look at her skin.Wow, talk about flat-chested.She is really fit.Did these girls really have nothing to do but comment on my body? When I finished, Tristan was out

waiting for me. I wish he would leave me alone.Thats not nice, you know? Especially since Ive been nothing but nice to you, he growled.


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I stalked off. I didnt want to look at him. He was deluded into thinking that I wanted him there but Ididnt. He was like a crazed stalker watching my every move.

Hey, I heard that! Tristan shouted.

That only made me walk faster, then, once again, I barged into my classroom. I found that theteacher was scrawny and egotistical, with grey eyes and grey hair in a bob-like hairdo.

Hello there, Miss Fall, find a seat. Pick a good one because youre stuck with it all year, the womanacknowledged.

I struggled. Where did I want to sit? The only open chairs was the one next to a girl named Cheryl,who couldnt get any dumber but couldnt get any prettier, a seat next to Thomas, a boy who couldnt getany smarter but would never be more annoying, and there was a completely empty desk. I would have satthere but I was afraid Tristan would sit with me. Would I risk my grade and sit with Cheryl, get a goodgrade but be majorly irritated when I get home, or would I just go out on a limb and sit with Tristan?

I guess I would never get a choice because Tristan pulled me to the empty desk. My arm was

throbbing-weirdly enough- from how hard he was gripping me.When we sat down, I didnt look at him. I ignored him; I looked in every other direction apart from

his.What is your problem? he whispered to me.Nothing, look I want to get this done, so lets just dissect this stupid frog, I muttered angrily.I took the knife and slowly placed it above the frogs lower torso, and cut it. The scent was very

revolting, it smelled like what mortals called rotten eggs.Tristan began exploring the body. He lightly put his finger on the skin, and pulled out its heart. I

shuddered as he pulled it out and spun it, showing me all of it sides. It was tiny, sure, but it was creepy tolook at since Ive never seen a heart and mine stopped beating many years ago.

Tristan snickered. He was reading my mind of course. Ugh, he was so annoying. The smell waseverywhere; it even overcame the scent of human blood. I covered my nose, hoping the smell woulddisappear.

At that instant, the bell rang, signaling the ending of school. I jumped out of my seat. I needed to gethome. The sun was going to burn me alive. Ive never been burnt but then again, I never used to gooutside.


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As soon as I was off school campus, I rushed home. I felt the air blowing into my face; hence, I wasgoing as fast as a jet plane on high speed. I was home in seconds. Then I appeared in my room. I droppedmy stuff, and pulled out my notebook. I didnt have much homework. I only had to write a two paragraphs

consisting of at least fifty words- report on Abraham Lincoln, buy a new basketball, and answer a coupleof questions about algebra.

Knock.Knock.Knock.My head shot up, I dashed to the door, I looked out the peephole, and it was Tristan. Darn, that

stalker. I ran back to my room.Leah answered the door. I could hear her; I could even hear the squeaking of the hinges, even if they

were silent to human ears.Hello there and you are... Leah said.Im Tristan, Im here for Layla, shes my classmate and Im supposed to help her with her

homework, he replied, lying to my foster mom.

I groaned. Leah was going to let him in. I wasnt going to talk to him otherwise.Shortly, he appeared at my side. He waved. Maybe, he would read my mindLEAVE NOW. I DO NOT WANT YOU HERE!I am not leaving. I want to help you with youre homework, he explained, You dont have to talk to

me, just pass me notes, okay? he begged.I sighed. I complied; I mean it wasnt like I was actually talking to him, right?

Fine, whatever. Im still not talking to you.I cant believe Im passing notes to a stalker! Ugh, whatever, as long as he leaves right after this. I

glanced around my room. I never really noticed at how untidy it was. Then, for the first time in my life, Ilooked at my mirror. I gaped at the mirror.

My hair was long, coming below my shoulder blades, it was a black midnight sky color and my eyeswere a dark sepia. It really stood out on my pale skin. The girls in the locker room were right, I was flatchested, and I was very fit. I had a nice beautiful, petite figure. Whoa, Im starting to sound a bitegotistical.

Tristan laughed.

Shut up! DO YOUR WORK!He still laughed. This boy, er,thing, is VERY annoying. In addition, very stalker-ish. Yes, very.


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Are you going to stop following me?He shook his head, No, Im not, want to know why? he questioned.

Why?Well, he began, You know, how there are very few like us? Well, um, there are vampires, who are,he struggled for the right word, jealous, you could say, and they want to kill us. And Ive witnessed akilling, and I dont want it to he sobbed.

Tristan started to tear up; I didnt know what to do, so I just put my arm around him. He prolongedhis crying; it seemed like forever.

Its okay, Tristan. Dont cry. Its, its, um, going to be just fine. Plus, whats the big deal? Im notimportant. I dont WANT to live, I comforted him, well tried to. Though it seemed to only make it worse.

He just looked at me. His hazel eyes begging me for a distraction. I just sat there staring at him; Ididnt know what to do. Then I came up with an idea.

Tristan, I addressed him, he glanced up, Lets hunt, I tried.He smiled, Okay. I guess, he stood up and wiped off his remaining tears.Then we ran off. Straight out of the house, searching for blood. I was longing for it, actually. Then we

came to a stop.

Chapter 2A Tragedy

TristanLayla, be careful. The place is reeking ofhuman blood, I warned Layla as we passed by a house, withparty decorations everywhere. Pink balloons, pink streamers, pink, pink, pink. Even the house appearedpink! You could hear the music blaring out of the speakers probably about a mile away, and its a Monday!

Tristan! Its The blood, its, everywhere, Layla shrieked; she had to hold her nose for just a couplemore minutes.

Hold your nose, Layla. Just ignore it, I yelled from the forest only a couple minutes away. I think shecould survive that.

She nodded. She crept passed the house, very hesitant, but she seemed fine Until, she took abreath. What was she thinking? Hmm Ill find out.


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Mmm, human blood. So, irresistible, must have BLOOD.No! She couldnt, she wouldnt, would she? Ive known her for the past few hours, she seems

harmless. Well, then again, all of us did.

Layla! Get your butt over here, leave them alone! I gasped.It was too late; she was already knocking on the door. I could hear them, Layla, and I think- Mrs.

Parker, Elaines mom. Of course, today was Elaines birthday! I remember she gave me an invitation!Hello, there. Is Elaine here? I have her present in my house; can she come out and get it? Its pretty

big, Layla said.Why, of course. Thank you for her gift, whatever it is, Mrs. Parker replied, smiling, Elaine, theres

someone here for you! she exclaimed.I could hear Elaine rushing out of the backyard. Her copper colored hair flowing, her smile wide.Oh, um, hey, Layla. Im sorry I didnt invite you, I just, you know, thought, that maybe you wouldnt

want to go, sorry, Elaine apologized.

Oh, its alright. I have your present in my house across the street and its pretty big, can you helpme? Layla asked, with an alluring voice. I could fall for it, but Im not stupid.

Elaine nodded.How could I just sit here and completely ignore this crime my friend is committing? I followed

behind her.Come on, Elaine. Its over here!Elaine ran to her, Okay?

Then Layla made a swift move and grabbed Elaine, put her on her back, and glided to the forest. Imade a run for it, she was fast. Id never seen someone run that fast. Maybe, I could read her mind

Her blood, so delicious, tempting, yes. Alluring, somewhat. I needed to have a taste, just a sip.

NO! Layla, NO! She came to an abrupt stop. The area she was in was surrounded by dead bodies.This made me push myself harder. If Elaine was to see that shed freak out, she doesnt do well with death.

Elaine stood no chance in a fight, especially if its against Layla, or any of our kind. I stood there,witnessing what she was doing; I would intervene when the time came.

Hello, Elaine. Welcome to your, SURPRISE! she jumped at her with amazing strength, but Elaineonly toppled to the ground.


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Elaine was shrieking at the top of her lungs; you could mistake her for a banshee. It was annoyingand loud so I covered my ears.

Elaine cowered into a tree, sucking around her surroundings.

What- what, are we doing here? Elaine questioned, frightened.Hmm, do you want to know? Layla whispered in her ear, sending shivers down Elaines spine, How

old are you today, Elaine?I-I j-j-just turned sixt-ten, why? Elaine gasped, clearly frightened.I was just thinking that today isnt only your birthday, Layla replied, smiling naughtily.W-w-why? Elaine worried.Why? Well, its not just your birthday, unfortunately. Its your death day as well, Layla smiled.NO! I ran in just then, but I was a second too slow. Layla already lunged for the throat. She was

gripping Elaines wrist, her index finger around her veins, making sure whether there was a pulse or not.Elaine was screaming, then she started to quiet down, her blood was slowly flowing into Laylas mouth.

Layla, how could you? How could you murder such a kind girl, shes only sixteen, andwhy arentyou concerned whether her mum, will worry or not?! I asked, enraged.

Oh, I wouldnt worry about her mother. Shes easily fooled, she paused, I didnt murder her, Isimply fulfilled my needs. Besides, what does this girl matter, Tristan? We are all are murderers. We all killhuman beings, why is this one any different? Why cant I suck herblood? Does it make a difference now?Answer that, Tristan! Layla boomed at me, she was really angry. And I could see her point, but she alsohad to see mine; she had to.

She was walking towards Elaines corpse, her body pale, there was no blood rushing in her veins. Shewas dead. My classmate, my neighbor, my friend, dead. She was never coming back, never. Even when Idie, I wont ever see her. The thought of her dying, just brought back the memory. The terror, her eyes

before the attack, her birthday was today, too Her last thought, makes the death tragic; she knew shewas going to die.

I know Im going to die. I know it, so, as my last thought, I love you Mom and Dad, and Ill miss youDawn, Mrs. Bilson.

She never even had a chance, she never really lived. Sixteen years old, thats not even old!Tristan, shes gone. If you keep staring at her she wont come back to life, you know? Layla said,

pulling me back.


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When you said hunting, I thought you meant animals, I dont feed on humans, I told her.She was gaping at me, You what? You dont feed on humans? How? They taste so delicious

smell good, how? she was shaking her head at the ground.

She had obviously never heard of ones like me. Ones who feed on the flesh of animals rather thanhumans.

Its possible, I find human blood unappealing to me now, if you havent guessed, I replied, I noticedher hands were shaking, Whats with the shaking of the hands?

Nothing, look, Tristan, I really need to get home, she declared right before she glided off.What is up with this world, where is the justice? Where is the kindness, the serenity? Questions that

will never be answered, I kept notifying myself as I ran back home.The trees were a blur. A leaf could hit my face and I wouldnt even know because within seconds it

would disappear.I knocked on the door and my older brother I have three brothers (two vampires, one human) and

four sisters (three vampires, one human) Jared, answered.Whats up, Tristan, dont you have, like, guard duty? he asked leaning against the door.Im off duty, I leered at him, let me in, Red. She needs no assistance, she can outrun her

attacker, I replied.Shes a runner, is she? Like how fast? he seemed intrigued.Is she hot, bro? Single? Give me some info! Help a brother out!I growled, Shes not your type, Red. Shes more of aYou like the girl, huh? he guessed, completely off.No, I dont. And plus, she hates me, she doesnt like non-human eaters, she attacked a girl, Elaine,

remember her? It was her birthday, I shook my head, trying to shake off the memory.

And her death-day, dude, theres nothing you can do. This girl, whoever she is, is confused, sheneeds guidance. Thats where you come in, sweep her off her feet, fall in love, live a long unending lifetogether, problem solved, he said as he walked away before I could say anything.

I dont like Layla, not in any intimate or romantic way, whatsoever. Shes just a girl, a girl like me.Shes a half breed, but still its who she is.


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Layla

As soon as I got back to my room, I collapsed onto my bed. I gazed up at the ceiling, replaying every lastbit of the attack. I scooped her up and took off, ran to my little cemetery, scared her, then bit her. Bit herright in the neck, her blood and smell was disgusting. It reeked of my moms old perfume.

Note to self: make sure your instincts dont take over around Tristan. Tristan gave me a whole lectureon not feeding on humans and Its not right. The boy was stupid, witless. He was weird, he didnt drinkhuman blood! The thought made my hands shake in terror, how could a vampire survive that? No humanblood? Misfortunate, hes really missing out.

There was a silent rap on my door; I figured it was probably Leah, since shes the only one in thewhole entire household who talks to me.

I was wrong. Of the entire damned no pun intended- people in the world, why him? I opened the

door to find the same boy whos been talking to me all day. Tristan.What do you want? I demanded of him, because he never let me be.I just want you to be safe; there have been so many deaths, so many failures, that this is it! Ive

finally realized that it isnt like losing a toy you never see again. This is reality and it finally hit me, heexplained triumphantly.

I rolled my eyes. What a practiced liar.Hey, I heard that! he gasped, clearly insulted, he gripped my arm like he did earlier that day.

Just then I remembered something. Shit!I need to talk to Elaines mom! Shit, shit, shit!You didnt talk to her yet? What the heck are you going to tell her?! Tristan shouted, as I ran right

through the doors.

Ah, apparently it wasnt too late. Then again, it was only a few minutes.Mrs. Parker! Do you know where Elaine ran off to? She was just with me! I yelled as I pretended to

run from my house.No, why dear? she looked panic-stricken.Well, heres her present, I handed her my gift-wrapped TV- its only like 20 inch- from Leah and

Martin, It wasnt as heavy as I thought it would be, so I told her to wait, so I could you know take apicture. And when I came out with my camera, she was gone. The first thing I thought was, maybe you


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called her over or something. Then I thought maybe someone took her away. Then I realized that I wouldhave heard at the very least,

Wait, she left? her eyes went wide and worried, Im going to call the police, thank you very

much, Mrs. Parker walked away, shocked and tense.I felt bad, I just took away her daughters life and it didnt even matter and now I cant bring her

back. I had a bad feeling deep in the pit of my stomach and I knew it wouldnt disappear, ever.Just then, I felt a lit tap on my shoulder, I turned around. It was Tristan. This boy would never quit!You bet, I wont, he smiled, Im only here to protect you from any harm. Remember that, Im not

enjoying this either, his smile disappeared, his head facing the ground.Ill race you, I challenged him, because he seemed like he really wasnt enjoying himself.His smile didnt reappear but he did smirk, On three. One. Two. He ran on two, but I soon caught up

to him.The wind on my face was a wonderful feeling. My hair was blowing freely in the wind. I was beating

Tristan that was obvious. I turned my head towards Tristans direction, and I found that he wasnt behindme. I stopped in my tracks. I paused, thinking he was only a bit behind. Minutes passed and he still wasntthere.

Whoosh.I glanced all around me, I heard laughter.Ha, gotcha! Tristan exclaimed, he fooled me.I chuckled; I had to admit it was pretty funny. Though being pranked is notcool, I was so getting him

back.I rushed toward him, passed him. There were leaves still falling down to the surface of the Earth.I was then in my room. I couldnt focus on anything but getting Tristan back. He seemed to be gone,

hopefully. I was so tired, even if Im a vampire. I still get tired, occasionally. Soon, I fell into a trance ofsleep.

I awoke to the sound of tumbling books. I shot up, only to find Tristan standing, by my closet.What are you doing? I asked drowsily.Just, uh, nothing, he looks down, clearly embarrassed to be caught, Morning.


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Morning, could you please leave? I have private needs to attend to, I informed him.IF he still had blood in his veins, he would have blushed. I could easily tell. He left.I swiftly got ready for school, pausing in front of my mirror for just a small glance.

I do look nice, I guess. Well, no matter, off to school.Layla! Youre going to be late for school! Leah shouted.I flew down the stairs, nearly giving Leah a heart attack in the process. I had already given my first

impression yesterday. Now, I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, completely casual, just like yesterday.When I walked into the halls of the school, I embraced the beauty of it for the first time. I never

thought a place could look so peaceful.Boo, Tristan whispered in my ear, You know, everyones really sad, he told me.I flinched, I had completely forgotten about that night one of my greatest regrets. Tristan must

have realized my pain. Hey, its all right, its not your fault your instincts took over, he calmed me.Yes, yes it is. Its my entire fault. Nothing will change that.

He shook his head, he flipped his blonde hair, It is NOT your fault, Layla, he walked away.I strolled into algebra. Tristan looked at me, like, Someone seems happy type look.Why, hello there Ms. Fall, Mr. Henderson said.Hello, I replied, flushing, if I had blood at least.I sat next to Dawn, unlike yesterday when she seemed anxious, she was crying.Why was she crying? Oh, yeah, I murdered as Tristan put it- her best friend. Its my entire fault,

screw what Tristan said.You going to be okay, Dawn? I blurted out; I never meant to say it.Yeah, she bawled, No, she looked at me, I just I just cant live without her, Elaine, you know?My head was spinning, I felt dizzy. It was my fault, but I couldnt tell her that.

Yeah, I know. Its going to be just fine, theyll find her, I told her, trying to soothe her, lying to her.No, thats just it, shes dead, and I know it! Theres a weird empty feeling I have inside my gut! she

continued to bawl.Then, I got a bad feeling in mine, too. Ive never been so nice to a human before.Class, today, Ive assigned you a project, he paused, Mr. Clayton, could you please hand me that

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Andrew, will you go out with me? Zoe. Ms. Anderson, are you aware of the consequence of note-passing?

Zoe flushed, Yes, Mr. Henderson, Ill go to the office, she dashed out the door.

Andrew was grinning, planning on saying yes, probably.Aw, its amazing how they can still find reason to be happy on such a sad day, Dawn muttered to

herself.Poor Dawn. Gosh, I wish I had prevented this tragedy.

Then Mr. Henderson continued, As I was saying, I am going to assign you a project, an individualone. If I find out anyones been working together they will have to start their project again. I know thats abit harsh but its a harsh world. What was that Ms. Kim? Mr. Henderson suddenly addressed.

Excuse me, Mr. Henderson? I didnt say anything, she replied seeming shocked.All right then, now youre project will be about Math in the Real World. I would like at least twenty-

five pictures and a 450 word report on how its on the real world. I expect this to be turned in, in two weeks

time.Dawn raised her hand, Mr. Henderson, is it okay if we just talk to students about what theyve

already done? Is that acceptable? she asked.Yes that would be fine, Ms. Bilson.

Then class continued on. Dawn was still teary-eyed, though, it was unfortunate for her. I was staringat her, trying to understand how she could be so sad, I mean, seriously; bonding is overrated.

Chapter 3

Making RegretsTristan

Life goes on, but for me, it just gets worse.Layla couldnt be any harder to deal with. Just like theweek before, she was stressed out. Though, this week shes trying trying being the key word- to controlherself even if shes been feeding on humans Every once in a while

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too. Youd be amazed at what shes doing though. Shes really controlling herself. Layla so far, has eatenonly three humans, well technically four if you count the baby other than that shes doing just fine.

I took a look at my book, just the same stuff, a paper on math and such. The book was sturdy and

old. It was probably written a while ago.Coming in! my older brother, Jared, said, barging into my room.Thanks for the heads up, I teased. In our house, knocking apparently isnt an option.

Jared chuckled, his blonde hair glistening, his grey eyes sparkling. Yeah, my brother always gets thegirls but the girls never get him. If they could see what he really looks like they would die before he evengot near them. Thank goodness Jared isnt into them either or it wouldve have been a major problem, likeAmethysts problem. Amethyst is my older sister, being twins with Amelia and both being collegefreshman. Jared is a senior; William is a college junior as well as his twin brother, Weston. Amy is theyoungest, shes only a seventh grader, and Amber is the second to youngest, shes an eighth grader, andIm a freshman.

Yep, well hows life? Any more chicks falling for your good looks? I joked.He chuckled, Well, well have to add Hailey Wilkins to the list, you know her right? Green eyes,

orange hair, really stands out, hippy-ish. Vegetarian, yeah, chicks nuts. Thinks she stands a chance, hemuttered the last part.

I nodded my head, Well, guess you could say that. Didyou fall for any chicks?No, but there was this one hot surfer girl, Rose, I recall. She had a real nice body. Doesnt go to our

school. Nice chocolate brown curly hair, probably African-American, very nice bikini, he teased.Whatever, dude.How bout you? Made up with Layla yet? She still pissed, er, depressed? I mean, like, is she going to

be okay?

I shrugged, filled with meaning. I really didnt know. Layla was a weird person or whatever she is

LaylaI walked into my room, hoping to find theremains of my pillow. The one I had shredded a couple nightsago, thanks to a nightmare.

My nightmare was of a girl with deep red eyes, long black hair like mine, and boy was she scary, butshe was human! She didnt have my teeth and she was really scary, she looked like she was going to eat


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me. Though not that scary, I could probably tear her to pieces in seconds but this girl was different. Shehad this weird power over me, controlling me. She also kept shouting, Stop this injustice, she wasrepeating it over and over again.

Layla Kierra Fall, you come and do these dishes now! Theyre going to overflow the sink! Leahdemanded.Ive been meaning to do the dishes but I just couldnt. With whats going on, it seems impossible.

Existence is excruciating; living with Dawns tears, Tristans guidance, homework, chores, thirst toomuch to balance for one girl? I guess you could call me that.

As I glided down the stairs, Martin swiftly dodged me. Though he stumbled towards the endIve got it Leah, I told her as I started the chore.

As I stepped into my room after my chores, my head filled with wonder. Where would my life go? This

life, this torture, this pain. Though, during my process of thought, a boy appeared in my room.Hi Layla. Enjoying this? he whispered.What am I supposed to be enjoying? I asked.The torture, the pain, your life, he teased, Seriously, you should go on the hunting trip for a little

vacation from this madness. Its really affecting you, he once again suggested.I told you no already, Tristan. Thats my final answer.He shrugged, Whatever. Well then, good night. Ill be on your doorstep at seven for an early day,

he said, his fangs showing.I groaned. I needed lots of sleep, tons to be exact. This meant that an early day was bad, very bad.As soon as Tristan left, I got ready for bed. Then, I was brave enough to take one little glimpse in the

mirror but then it turned into more of a view. I couldnt stop looking.My hair was a mess, its length had grown to about above my butt and it looked really bad, it was

amazing no one had laughed; it appeared like a haystack with my hairs tangled and knotted, seemingimpossible to find the needle in there.

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My lip split, thanks to the way I bite my lip. My high-lifted cheekbones were red and blotchy. My eyeshad shadows under them and my irises were almost a bloody red, though right now they were a lightmaroon. It was a wonder how nobody said anything.

I climbed into my bed. My blanket was warm and cozy, well as close to warm as I could ever get.Then, I drifted off into a deep yet short sleep.

I woke up to new surroundings; I was no longer sleeping in my bed but on a grassy meadow.My hand was resting on daisies, my hands and feet lying on clovers, and my head lying on bare

grass. The meadow before me was an extraordinary sight; almost impossible to describe. It would be likedescribing the love of your life to your friends. Not just the person but the way you feel.

Turn around, Layla, whispered a small, eerie voice.My head shot around. Only to find a man and a woman, right next to each other, What do you

want?

Why I only want myself to be happy, dear Layla, said the woman.The woman took a step forward. It was that same girl with the blood red eyes and the long hair. Her

hair was up to her bottom; her cheekbones blotchy and red but the shadow under her eyes were gone thistime.

Layla, do you know who we are? asked the scary woman as she approached me.Um, I have nothing to guess. Why? I asked, worried.

Then the man stepped forward. He had blonde hair and bloodshot eyes as well. Though he appearedto have no desire to hurt me.

You know who we are, itll come to a surprise but you do know. But until that time, you will neverunderstand, the man declared.

Just then, the meadow disappeared, and I was once again in my bed. I guess I hadnt woken up. Thatwas obvious, how did I not guess I was dreaming?

The clock read 6:30, so I had half an hour. I ran through my room, searching for appropriate schoolclothes. I grabbed my purple shirt and black jeans, ran the brush through my hair a few times, put on myfangs, and flew down the stairs.

Tristan was waiting on the doorstep, today he had his blonde hair in spikes, but he used more gelthan usual. He had a tan overcoat on and some denim jeans, with brown converse.


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Ready to go? he asked.Im never ready, but lets go, I replied.And then we were off to school.

When I entered the school doors, everyone turned to look at me scanning over my body, from myhead to my toes. Cuts and bruises were not such a great thing to show off, especially if theyreeverywhere. I could hear them mutter, Wow, what happened to her? Get in a fight with a lion? whispereda short, bronze haired girl to her little blonde hair friend, who giggled.

The hallway was crowded with teenagers, most of who are staring at me. Most of the studs, jocks,nerds, preppies, goths, and skaters were even looking at me. It was getting really creepy, come to thinkof it; I didnt even know more than half the students staring at me.

Hey! Get back to your business. Leave the girl alone, Tristan screamed aloud, catching everyones

attention and soon everyone went to their own business.That was mortifying. Really embarrassing, Tristan. Are you trying to get peoples attention?!HE chuckled, As a matter of fact, I thought you hated the attention. I told them to lay off, easy as

pie.Well then, fine, be that way. Um, I need to get to class, as do you, so lets head off.I strolled to the classroom. Every student I passed turned to look at me, even that boy I saw last

week, Cedric, I think it was. He was the boy from England, you know the whole fish and chips and such,well he was attractive, well mildly. He had tan skin, (like most here in California) had a slight muscularfigure, he was more slim than scrawny, he had the most luscious chocolate hair (it was skater boy long,not so bad), and soft, warm grey eyes. So what Im pretty much saying is that Cedric was quite cute.

The classroom was filled with many of the students who stared at me earlier, like Cedric Miller, KateRamsey, Brooke Conner, and Emily Stevenson. Brooke was a tall girl, she had the appearance of Kristi

Yamaguchi, except with green eyes, and she was way chubbier, no offense to her. Kate was an averagegirl but had a high IQ, she was probably one of the smartest girls in the school, though probably one of themost boring and plain; she had ebony colored hair along with short bangs, had silver braces locked aroundher teeth, and had stunning blue eyes. Emily was co-captain of the track team, so she was slim and fit, she


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was as tall as me, had short pixie styled hair with the color of mustard, gentle green eyes, and she hadblue wire-rimmed glasses.

Now class, if you could please take your seats, Mr. Henderson told aloud to the class, Now, how

far along are you on your projects?Hands shot into the air, including Dawns, with her cream colored skin, and slight goose bumps. Theclass was excited to show off their intelligence especially Dawn and Brooke.

Miss Conner, please stop trying to jump out of your seat, Brooke immediately turned red, MisterMiller, please.

Cedric was caught completely off guard; he was one of the people not raising his hand. He wascasually sitting in his seat, when the teacher calls on him. Well then again, Cedric isnt exactly teacherspet.

Well, um, sir, I have at least a hundred words, and um he hesitated (what an attractive accent),turning red, twenty pictures, sir.

Well, you need some work, Mister Miller. How about you, Miss Fall?I froze. Though, I did finish the assignment, it was something I didnt plan to share to the class.

Well, Miss Fall if you fail to answer, Im going to assume youre not doing so well.No, no, I did it, I replied.Well, you did what?I well I, um, finished it, Mr. Henderson.

I let that sink in, watching the class go dumbstruck. Brooke and Dawn exchanged glances, Mr.Henderson looked proud, whereas all the other students were looking well lets just say they didnt look

jealous. Tristan, especially, was shocked, and Cedric was embarrassed for having such little done and Im,well, done.

Well, let me see your paper and photographs then, Miss Fall, Mr. Henderson said, breaking thesilence.

Dawn looked at me and smiled, supporting me, unlike everybody else.I stood up; everyone looked still dumbstruck, yet still mad a bit. As I walked, Tristan gave me a

thumbs-up sign thingamajig. Brooke gave me a disapproving look and I sighed. I was a misfit, though Iknew that was true. Ive known that since I found out I was Layla Kierra Fall, the half-human half-vampire.


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Gym, my least favorite class of all time, and to make it even better, my day was terrible. MY mess-upin homeroom was only the first. After that I completely screwed up my day, now to make matters worse,Ryan was on a rampage. Thank goodness that after I blew that ball-and practically got everyone mad- I

had no more P.E. mess-ups.Today, we were back to basketball; luckily Im more experienced than last time.Fall, if you blow up this ball again You dont even want to know! Ryan fumed, even though there

was nothing in this world that would kill me.I nodded and walked over to my position as forward. My team included Tristan, a girl named

Penelope, Ryan, Leslie, Zoe, Tyler, and George. Only I, Zoe, Ryan, Leslie, and Tristan were on the courtthough. Then the game began.

Ryan was jumping against Kyle. Ryan smacked it down like a spike in volleyball rather thanbasketball and Zoe caught it. She dashed off, completely dodging Alexanders hopeless defense. She shotthe ball into the air; it hit the backboard but bounced right off the rim!

I caught the rebound, this time I was careful not to pop the ball. I ran slowly, I mean really slowbecause humans are really slow. Then Faith came and guarded me from passing. I pivoted, searching forsomeone to pass it to. I saw Tristan waving his arms, but Leslie was closer than him but not as open as

Tristan. The decision was hard. So, impulsively, I threw it to Leslie but she missed and now we weredefense. Sometimes, I make bad choices.

The game continued, and it got more dramatic as it got on. It was fourth quarter and there were fiveminutes left in the game and it was 29-30, we were losing. I didnt care but apparently Ryan and Leslie did.

Now, we have to put out the best players, Ryan announced after he called time-out.Now, who to pick? he muttered to himself, Okay, Tristan, Zoe, George, Leslie, and I will play for

the rest of the game. Got it? No complaints? Kay good.

They jogged off. Tyler looked like he had something to say, but he shut his mouth.The last players on the opposing team were unchanged; it was still Jean, Olivia, Damian, Thomas,

and Dawn.Coach Remington blew his whistle and off they went. I could hear Penelope and Devin cheering them

on. As I just sat there, watching quietly; thinking to myself.Jean had the ball, she zipped past everyone with her speed (she was track team captain) and soon

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left in the game. He raced off, but stumbled, luckily before his fall Tristan caught the ball. Tristan turned tosmile at me and then he was off, their shoes squeaking as they ran in the opposite direction. Georgecaught up to Tristan and Tristan passed it to him. George shot, with only one minute left in the game, and

made it! Then, they took it out. Olivia checked it and ran off. She sped past everyone towards the basketshe tried to lay-up but missed! Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. ONE! We won, 31-30!Our team came running, towards us, and they were jumping up and down, though I couldnt see the

big deal. Its just a game. There were squeals and the sounds of hands slapping against one another.Tristan came by, his hand reaching out to me. I took it, and stood up.What an exciting game, eh? Tristan asked, unlike everyone else, he wasnt panting like crazy or

sweating.I guess. I dont enjoy sports if you havent noticed yet.Well, Im sorry for being so ignorant, he joked right before we walked into the locker rooms.I was the first one in. So, I took advantage and got ready for the rest of the day.

I could overhear so many conversations.Yay, we won! I heard Leslie and Penelope squeal with each other in unison.Eh, good game, bro, I could hear Ryan and Damian talking.You almost stepped on my glasses, Leslie! scolded Dawn.I was out of the locker rooms before they started to argue.Well, its your fault for dropping them in the first place! Leslie retorted with her blonde hair (put

into a ponytail because of the heat).Well, you should at least watch where youre walking, Dawn replied, as she was wiping her black

wire-rimmed glasses on her shirt.Then Dawn walked off, into the locker rooms. Leslie then continued talking to her friend, Allison.

Wow, Layla you change fast, commented Jean as she and Penelope walked to the locker rooms.I smirked, this was actually a good part of the day, and maybe I should be a bit more optimistic.

After my last class, I walked straight into the cloudy day here in Lakeview. Today, I could stay out aslong as I wanted, as long as I desired. Today, I could act normal, well, as normal as I could get.

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Hello Tristan then I noticed he wasnt alone, hello, Cedric.Ello, Layla, nice to see you. Bad weather, were having, arent we? he said with his English accent.No, its nice weather, I said, gazing up at the clouds.

Tristan and Cedric exchanged confused glances, even though Tristan wasnt the least bit confused.I took a deep breath, enjoying my surroundings. The sun was hidden deep beyond the cloud and nowit couldnt find me.

Then I realized, I took a breath too deep. The scent blood it was everywhere. I covered my nosehoping to deflect the scent from overriding my system. I turned towards Tristan begging for help, but he

just stood there and shrugged.Out of nowhere, I ran. Ran towards the closet blood filled creature. Unfortunately, that person was

Dawn. I ran to her and she broke into panic, she stood there, in that same place.I ran, but then I stopped right in front of her, my breathing becoming unsteady. She was already

panic-stricken. I flashed my teeth right in front of her face and then before I knew it Tristan ran. He was

behind me, restraining me. Right now I was a blood-crazed creature and now I relaxed but Dawn just gottenser. Dawn had caught a sight that she shouldnt have; the sight she saw was my fangs and to make itworse, she heard me growl.

I stopped, finally understanding that I needed to be in control. I relaxed, and then I viewed aroundme only to find half the school staring at me. Some of the half was people I knew, the other half werecurious bystanders.

Well, someones good at surprises, Tristan joked, hoping everyone would laugh.Well, I didnt. I felt like screaming or running but I knew I could do neither. Suddenly, before realizing

my actions, I ran. Though, it wasnt just any type of run, it was a vampire run.I heard gasps, mutters, and shrieks of amazement, but I didnt care. I continued to run. I ran towards

a tree, came to an abrupt stop, and sat down; putting my head to my knees. Then, for the first time ever inmy life, I cried. At that moment as well, I figured two things out. The first was that I had cracked; I couldnot let the damage to myself continue. And second, I needed my parents but the worst part is they wouldnever come.

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I paused, not being able to believe the sightin front of my very own eyes. Layla sprinted off at the averagespeed of a vampire; in front of at least two-hundred students. I would have run off too, but than I knew that

if I ran, they would immediately suspect something. I mean, isnt it bad enough to find out that onestudent was abnormal in almost every way possible? Wouldnt two make it worse?

Wow, what an amazing magic trick, huh guys? I tried.The students turned to look at each other, completely dumbfounded with what Layla had just done.Yeah, I mean didnt you guys know that Laylas an amateur magician? I tried to get everyone to

believe; it seemed like they fell for it.Wait, so then where is she then, eh, Tristan? called Ryan from behind him.I dont know, all she told me was that she was going to do a magic trick in front of some of her

peers. So, I just came to watch the magic, I explained carefully.This seemed to work. Everyone soon went back to whatever they were doing except now they were

talking about Laylas amazing magic trick.After the entrance of the school had cleared out, I was going to run and find Layla.

Then there was a complication; Dawn wanted to know exactlywhat was going on because she knewthat those fangs and that growl were definitely not a magic trick.

What the hell is going on here? Dawn demanded as soon as most of the entrance cleared out.What are you talking about? Wait, do you mean Laylas magic trick? I lied.She sighed, No, Im talking about chemistry class, what do you think I was talking about?! she

retorted, sarcastically.Im sorry about the inconvenience but I still dont know what youre talking about. Im sorry, but I

need to get going and find- I lied but was interrupted.

Your girlfriend, Layla, I know. Still, I want an explanation! Youre completely failing to answer any ofmy questions. Well, Im sorry but I think Im going to leave too, she said as she fixed her glasses andstalked off, clearly insulted.

Shes not my girlfriend! I shouted at her.What an accusation, though shes not the first; everyday since last week and I helped Layla get

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I couldnt find Layla; I dont really know where she could have gone. I know she wouldnt have gonehome or back to school. The possibilities are endless. She could be anywhere on the face of the planet.Plus, her last thought wasnt that useful; it was, I have to get away from here.

Then, I heard something. It sounded a lot like sobbing but I didnt know, Layla was never known tocry. Suddenly, by instinct, I went straight towards the noise. I walked my way through branches and leaves,thankfully it paid off; Layla was there.

Though one thing was weird about finding her; she was bawling. She was sitting, her head resting onher knees, head hanging in her hands, crying. She wasnt drenched but she was quite damp or moist.

I walked slow and hesitantly towards her, wondering if comfort and company- was what she neededat this moment. I have never seen a girl cry, except that one time my sister cried over her boyfriend butthat doesnt count because shes human.

Go away, Tristan! she bawled, taking one hand and swatting it towards me.Layla, are you okay? Whats wrong? I asked, concerned for her; I could feel nothing but sympathy

and pity for her.Im fine, just leave me alone! she yelled.I reached out in a pointless attempt to comfort her; my hand was slowly reaching toward her. But she

slapped it down, Tristan, I told you to go away! she screamed.Layla, are you going to be okay? Thats all I need to know, I told her and she seemed to relax; then

again Laylas an exceptional actress.Just then, she stood up, Does it look like Im going to be okay Tristan? she boomed, still wiping

away tears.No, but youll be fine in a couple days, right? I questioned, still concerned. Then she burst into

tears once more.

Itll be fine Layla, I consoled as I embraced her. She pushed away.No, Tristan! Itll never be okay itll always be terrible! I will never be happy, I will never smile! I

dont even think I want to live right now! Layla announced.I could see a tear falling down her cheeks one by one, and then it started to go ten by ten. I suddenly

felt the urge to just wipe them away.Youre blowing this wildly out of proportion! Youre exaggerating and overreacting! This isnt the end

of the world; youre going to be just fine. It was only one little mistake, I boomed at her.


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She stopped to wipe away the tears, You dont understand. It wasnt just one little mistake, Tristan,it was millions of small ones and then a huge one! she cried.

I didnt understand all she did was what I did to prank a bunch of kids, way back when. It was totally

not a big deal.Tristan, I cant take it anymore. Life would be better off without me! It shouldbe without me! shecried once more.

I had to admit that was true but I dont know if I could live like that; an unsolved problem like her.Abruptly I was so not planning on doing it- I told her, Thats a lie. I dont think I could do that, it seemsdifficult and challenging. Layla, you know what you are?

A monster, a demon, a leech, a freak. I hate what I am, Tristan! she yelled, she still had tearstrickling down her face.

No, youre just different. Thats the way youre supposed to look at it, I paused for a breath, Thatswhat makes you special Layla, I added.

She looked at me; I know I just hit the wrong button. Then, I dont know maybe Im crazy, but I think Isaw a smile.Tristan she said, shaking her head to the ground.When she looked up again, she -out of nowhere- wasnt just Layla. She was a completely different

girl. Layla suddenly appeared with such radiance and beauty, it was unexplainable. I couldnt look at herthe same way anymore.

Tristan, I cant take it anymore, she said shaking her head back to the ground.I came up to her and hugged her: a comforting, friendly hug.I cracked, I know it.Maybe, but guess what? Im here and so is my family, I said trying to soothe her.

At that moment, she started to cry again, Thats just it, Tristan. Its you and your family. I meandont get me wrong, youre family sounds cool but I dont want yourfamily now. I want mine! she bawled,her forehead resting on my shoulder.

With that, I understood. She was crying because she had no family to talk to. Her family was gone:forever. I had nothing to help her and I couldnt resist her when she was like this; seeing her sad makes mesad.


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Layla, itll be fine. My mom, shell treat you like one of her own, I tried, and it worked she seemedto loosen up a bit, Though, there is a problem with that. Layla, my dads human, I enunciated as I pulledher back, gripping her shoulders, staring her straight in the eye.

Then she seemed to tense up, Oh, well um she croaked as she was wiping away her tears.I couldnt take my eyes off of her. Now, Layla was this mysterious beauty that I had to discover, like atreasure hunter hunting for the rarest, dazzling treasure on the whole planet; you just had to find it, nomatter what it takes.

She glanced up at me with a smirk on her face, I think I can handle it, she bravely convinced mebut mostly herself.

Finally, she seemed to relax more, like a lot more. Now, she was laid-back, completely.Are you sure youre going to be okay? I wondered because, no offense, but if she cant survive

Elaine or Dawn, what should make me think that shell make this?Yes, I swear, she promised but when she promised she put her head down; as if she was lying to

me. And with that, we were running off, and while we were running I couldnt stop thinking about Layla.Layla was like implanted into my brain except there was no cure for this. I purposely was falling behind,

just so I could watch her run. When she ran her hair flew in the wind, it was exquisite. Layla was all of asudden, flawless, gorgeous, intelligent, and so much more to me. But what I knew was that I wasnt in lovewith her; it was only an infatuation. It wouldnt ever become love because; number one: it wouldnt everget that far and number two: she would never ever love me.

LaylaI was running like the wind, flowing along with it as I was speeding my way to Tristans house. Even thoughI didnt know where he lived, I was running slowly waiting for him to give me directions.

At that exact moment, I realized Tristan wasnt following behind me or at least he wasnt giving meany directions whatsoever so, I stopped.

Tristan was still running at full speed and with that, I went off to follow him to his home; to finallymeet this wonderful family he keeps talking about.

I notice we were passing the most beautiful houses Ive ever seen in my life. Each house had a bigfront yard and a medium sized backyard big enough for a barbeque- each house had its own significance.


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One house I passed by was white with a slope-angled roof, the entrance was a double door and eachwindow was at least a quarter of that size. Each house weve passed had double-doors and the same withthe windows so you could tell it was starting to become a neighborhood; a large community.

At last we reached Tristans house, and it was so big and lovely. It looked almost exactly like theother house except for its size and its windows. There were at least three windows in the whole house; nowthats a more of a vampire house. Plus, it was painted black and grey outside and the backyard was biggerthan the front yard.

Welcome to the Carter household, Tristan greeted, taking his hand and pointing his hand towardshis house.

Wow, its lovely, I complimented and it wasnt even a lie.I could see Tristans smile coming up and I couldnt help but at least grin back.My mom would love to hear that. She actually helped paint and choose the colors; she was once an

architect and exterior designer.

Wow, thats amazing. How old were you when you first moved in?I wasnt even born; my oldest brother and sisters were though.Oh I didnt know, well anyways its beautiful.It truly was incredible and extraordinary. The house had a front porch and with it was a porch swing.

Around the house there were flowers like petunias, violets, tulips, and daisies. It seemed like a normalplace to live but yet different.

I took a step towards the porch, frightened of what the house hides within itself. I took a glimpse atTristan and he gave me an encouraging smile.

Dont worry, they dont bite, he joked adding a chuckle to the little inside joke.Thanks to that, I gained the confidence to take a step towards his house. I closed my eyes realizing

that for the first time in my whole life I was going to someones house. And this someone was a friend.

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TristanLayla took one step to the entrance to my house.And she gave me a reassuring look, to try and gain somesort of confidence. Though, I completely understood. Layla was worried about herself and whoever she

could possibly hurt. Luckily, more than half of my family isnt human.When Layla finally reached the door, I came up behind her and opened the door.Mom, Im home! Im having a friend over and its not Cedric! I yelled informing her because the

only friend Ive ever brought home was my best friend, Cedric Miller.Is it a girl?! she asked to my embarrassment.Mom! I complained and then I gave Layla one last glance, its Layla!

Then, out of nowhere Jared pops down in front of us. Of course hes the first one down. Right afterthat, my whole entire family was in the living room but Dad was already there.

Everyone, meet Layla. Layla, this is my family, I introduced.Just then my youngest sister, Amy, stood up to introduce herself. My sister was only fourteen years

old and she was very scrawny and skinny for a vampire. My sister had the same hair color as my dad,auburn, it was a short wavy bob kind of hairstyle, and like me, had hazel eyes.

Hello, my name is Amy. Im the youngest and the smallest, she grinned.Then Jared stood up but instead of being casual he formally introduced himself. The way he

introduced himself was like he does when he tries to flirt.Hey, names Jared. Im Tristans older brother but Im not the oldest; the oldest would be Weston.

How are you? he flirted.Layla seemed to not get trapped in his seductive ways, Im just fine, thank you for asking.

Then, William and Weston stood up. Both had longer hair than Jared and me. They had hair up totheir chins and like Amys hair, it was auburn; each had different colored eyes as well, Weston had gray

eyes and William had hazel eyes.Hi there, names William and this here is my twin, Weston, Weston wasnt very social but he waved

as his name was called, and its nice to finally see the mysterious Layla our brother talks about.He noogied me and sat down again and right after them, Amethyst and Amelia stood. Both had

shoulder blade length blonde curls and had grey eyes. In other words they looked exactly the same.Why, its nice to meet you Layla, said Amethyst.Yeah, its a great pleasure.


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I nodded, and she quickly frowned. I guess she doesnt want more people to come and believe me Iwant to be alone with her too.

Weston, as you might have already guessed, can tell the future and its always positive: never. When

he came over to me I thought like Jared- he was going to flirt with Layla, but I was wrong.Ive got it! Weston yelled, as he ran towards the door a minute before it rang.Cedric strutted right in, just like it was his own home. When Layla saw him, she grinned; she was

gazing as well. As she did that I felt this odd feeling in myself that Ive never felt before.Oh. Ello, Layla, what are you doing here? he asked, shifting his eyes to me in a puzzled way.Oh, uh Tristan invited me, Im sorry if Im intruding. Maybe I should leave, she gave an

exasperated sigh and started to pick up her stuff.No! Its fine; she can stay right? Cedric asked me, pleading that she stays with his eyes.Yeah, she can totally stay, I replied, a little too quickly because Layla gave me this weird look.Well, okay then. So What are we going to do? Layla sighed.

Well, its mine and Cedrics movie night, want to join? I suggested.Okay.Fine with me.I went to search for a nice, appropriate movie; for example, no scary movies, Layla would laugh at

the title- no dramas or romance, -no need for an explanation- and no comedies because theyre neverreally funny. So, I had a wise choice for an action movie,-a classic- Star Wars.

As the movie begins, I can hear Cedric fidgeting in his seat; I put Layla in the middle.During the movie, I keep turning to look at Layla, then I would look at Cedric, and every time I looked

at Cedric he was staring at Layla (and sometimes she was staring back).In the ending battle of Dark Maul and Qui-Gon Jin, Cedric finally makes his move and scoots closer to

Layla. And Layla doesnt move, in fact she seems quite content. Once again, I got that weird feeling andthis time it was stronger.Well, that was quite an interesting movie, Layla commented after the credits were finished, during

the whole movie Layla seemed intrigued.Yeah, we should totally do it again sometime; maybe we could all hang out, I added.Both Cedric and Layla stared at me, Layla stared as if I was crazy and Cedric looked like he was

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I looked down at the floor, hoping Layla would agree and get it over with. Yuck, there was some sortof goo on my shoe and it didnt look normal.

At long last Layla said something, Yeah, sure; we should totally hang out.

Cedric gazed at her, content with himself, though after what she told me about the whole forbiddenlove thing, she was going to reject him. Poor guy.Well, I should get going then, my mums going to throw a fit if Im late again, Cedric declared as he

left my house; finally leaving Layla and me alone.SoI should be getting home too, see you tomorrow, and like Cedric she was gone as soon as the

words came out.Then, I was alone; I felt real lonely and wished she didnt leave so abruptly. Finally I realized that I

had to fix my room; so I ran upstairs and stopped to gawk at my pigsty of a room.Hey Tristan, need any help? Amy startled me.

Yeah, help; that would be wonderful.Together, we cleaned out the room, and now I can finally see the floor. Before my room appeared asif a tornado swept threw, with all the clothes and papers scattered all around the ground; I never thoughtId see the ground again.

Being able to feel others emotions, Amy was curious as to why I suddenly was overjoyed. Obviously,she didnt say it aloud.

I can finally see the floor again, I told her.Oh, that makes sense. Oh and by the way, is Layla ever coming over again? I want to talk to her.She might, well she probably is I paused, bewildered as to why my sister wants to talk to Layla.My sister felt my bewilderment, I have my reasons Tristan, and she skipped off to her room.

My sister was so weird sometimes, she was unbelievably incredible and right when she gets there:she screws it right back up.I wonder if she was going to tell Mom how I felt earlier this evening. Not that it would matter because

mom has her suspicions, but I still dont even know how I feel yet; well, one way or another, I knew I wasgoing to find out the hard way.

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As I sped my way home, I finally understood how Cedric felt and also knew he couldnt feel that way:not at all. I saw and felt his body warmth as he moved closer to me but for some reason I didnt move. I

wanted to move but this weird part of me wanted to -at least- stay but yet it wanted to move closer: it wasone of the weirdest experiences of my life.As I enter the doorway, Martin is walking past me. Martin and I have never spoken to one another;

Leah is pretty much the only one who will actually talk to. Today, I felt courage, so I spoke up.Hello Martin, how are you? I spoke to him and he looked at me seeming puzzled.Why, hello Layla. Im just fine, how are you? he answered with the most smart and sensitive voice.I grinned, pleased with myself, and Martin seemed pleased as well. His green eyes really stand out

against his blonde hair but he could really lose the power suits (most were black or grey).Im just fine, and at that time, I sort of was.Feeling lazy, I didnt do my homework; I did clean my room though.

For some incredible reason, I felt normal, - though there is no such thing- like non-vampire normal.That moment, out of nowhere, I felt like a human; for no apparent reason. Maybe it was faith? Hope? Orjust me, believing that I do live? I dont know and maybe I never will.

Stop! said a familiar voice behind me.I turn around and there are those two people again; what were they doing here, I dont know.Youre making a big mistake! screamed the girl.

The girl was still the same but she didnt appear as rugged as before. Her eyes still red, hair still longand unruly, but the red blotches on her face were gone. I looked around me, hoping to see the meadow

before me; only to end up with disappointment. The meadow was gone; she was now surrounded by walls,no doors, and one window.Layla, please stop to listen for just one minute, called the man with his voice as dark as the night

sky, as he ran after me.I continued to run, but it seemed as if the window was getting farther and farther away rather than

closer; it was an illusion, I kept repeating to myself.Its no use, shes never going to come my friend, said the woman with deep regret in her voice.


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No, we must not give up! We have to do this, replied the man, angry as a snake.Out of nowhere, a trap springs out, entangling me within it. The man and woman cackle and rush

towards me to discuss something.

Layla, would you please just listen for one minute? the woman pleaded.I sighed, drawing in as much attention as a toddler on the first day it walks, You have two minutesstarting now!

Okay, well...Wait, stop! First I want names! I declared.

They looked at me aghast at my demand; they turned to one another and whispered so low thateven I couldnt hear. They nodded and turned to look back at me, You may call me, Laleh, and you cancall him, she pointed at the man, Troy

The man gave her an uncertain look, and she smiled at him.Well, you should get going, you have school today.

Suddenly, I arrived back into my room. I woke up to my alarm clock beeping.LAYLA! YOURE GOING TO BE LATE! Leah shouted at me.Five more minutes I mumbled.Its 8:00, your bus is going to be here in the next five minutes! Leah alerted me.I couldnt move because I felt as if I was hit by a bus while I was asleep. My dream was so creepy

and weird; yet it was pleasant. What suddenly popped into my head was last night; the movie, the crying,Tristan, Cedric, and the Carters. I knew for a fact that Cedrics crushing on me.

And right at that moment I froze, looking in my mirror accidently; my reflection was fading. Though, Icould still see myself fine, but I looked different. My eyes were back to their original color and my hairwas nice and straight, only a couple red spots, but unfortunately my scratches were still there; I smiled in

spite of myself.Layla, want me to drive you to school? Leah shouted, catching my attention.No, Ill be right there! I hollered, as I sped right through everything. Only one complication

happened and that was the fact that my vampire bone door wouldnt close. Yes, my door was made ofvampire bone but only because its stronger than human bone. I needed to hide my true identity to allthose who are curious; then again, I havent had a curious mortal come in, nor was I planning on it either.


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I entered through the school doors with pride, and like most days students turned to look-most wereboys ogling my good looks but most were envious girls.

Hey Layla, Tristan greeted with that smile of his, as he strode by my side

Ello, Layla. Nice to see you, Cedric also greeted coming on my other side.I was nervous for the first time in my life, and I couldnt have that feeling go away. Ive never hadanyone besides Tristan by my side but having Cedric was actually worse.

I look left and right finding several girls whispering and gossiping with one another.Wow, she scored Tristan andCedric! Shes not even that pretty, eh Robin? whispered a 5 foot 4

inched girl with brown hair and green eyes.Totally, Brittany. I mean, seriously, look at her shes really fugly, replied her friend, same height,

brown eyes.I was dumbfounded, those girls were going to get it, and its not because of the ugly comment

because I couldnt agree more; it was because they thought I had both Cedric and Tristan supposedly

wrapped around my finger.Hey, Cedric isnt your homeroom history? I asked.He shook his head but walked right off (probably to the bathroom).So, I guess she likes Tristan, she giggled, I understand why but Cedric is wayhotter,Definitely.Those mean, nasty, complete Aw, shoot Tristans reading my mind! Hypocrites! Yeah, hypocrites

Nice one Layla.Tristan chuckled and I giggled a bit, and the two girls looked at each other: clueless.Maybe Tristan made his move first, makes sense since theyve known each other longer plus

maybe shes really loyal- but I still wouldve dumped him for Cedric.

Totally.I groaned, these girls would never quit; plus, I am so not dating Tristan or Cedric. It will also neverhappen!

I looked at Tristan and he looked sad, sort of glum. I didnt understand why he was suddenly sad, ohwell it doesnt matter for the time being, right?

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I was walking on to homeroom when I saw him Cedric Miller, the sweet, sensitive boy Ive been into sincemiddle school. I just wish he would notice me Then again he is the soccer team all-star and Im thescience/physics know-it-all; so, in other words, Im a nerd.

Once I sat down in homeroom and took out my books, Layla walks in with Tristan by her side. Laylawas looking normal again, her hair was radiant and gleaming in the light and Tristans blonde hair wasglowing.

Tristan and Layla make a good couple dont get me wrong but I just I mean its Tristan! For a goodcouple months I had a crush on him. Though, I am way over him but I think their relationship is moremaster and dog than boyfriend and girlfriend; I mean look at the way hes always following her and plus,they barely even talk to each other.

I dont know what Tristan sees in Layla either, though she is intelligent and stuff, but she is so weird:she growled at me. Who dates girls who growl at other girls? Tristan, I guess.

Miss Bilson, would you please answer the next problem? Mr. Henderson told me out of nowhere,

catching me completely off guard.Umm what problem are we on? I mumbled embarrassed.Were on problem number six, Tristan whispered, smiling with his gleaming teeth.I smiled back, so maybe I wasnt over Tristan just yetThe answer I got was X=109.23 I answered.That would be correct Miss Bilson. Though next time, please dont ask Mister Carter for help.I breathed out a sigh of relief. I looked at Tristan and he was gazing at Layla, but she wasnt looking

back, as a matter of fact she was looking at Cedric. I didnt care nor did I understand what was going onbut I knew well enough that Tristan was into Layla and I couldnt help but feel a little jealous.

Just then, Tristan turned to look at me but instead of that charming smile he usually gives me I got

this deadly stare; I couldnt help but shudder.He sighed and looked back to Layla; it looked like he was concentrating on something, reallyconcentrating almost as if he was like trying to read her mind or something.

Three more days until your projects are due people! There better have been progress from lastweek, especially from you Mister Miller, Mr. Henderson accused.

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The bell rang and students filed out, well most students except for Layla, Tristan, and Cedric whowere most likely a crew. And so I decided to join supposedly because I dont really want to join a cliqueeven if its a unique one like theirs.

Hey guys, I entered.They glanced at me and smiled but the only smile that caught my attention was Cedrics, I meanwho could possibly ignore that smile? Layla maybe

Hi Dawn, whats up? Layla smiled, she seemed happier today.Cedric finally got the idea of being friends with the nerd I guess, because he looked at me for the

first time in years. I fixed my glasses to make sure I wasnt seeing things.Ello Dawn. He waved.Oh my gosh! He said my name! I could just about scream!Hey Dawn, hows it hanging? Tristan also waved.Im just fine, I know it sounds a bit weird and hypocritical well sort of, but can I join your little

crew I asked, feeling incredibly stupid.They all laughed, but Tristan answered for them, Ha ha, were not a crew were just three kids whohang out, Dawn. But sure, you can join. He chuckled, using air quotes on the word join.

I shyly nodded my head and followed them to their lockers, and strange enough Layla was actuallynot mean like I thought she was.

So, I was thinking that maybe we could like Cedric started.Maybe, we could all go to the amusement park after school, eh? Tristan finished as soon as Cedric

took a breath.I guess Im in, how bout you Dawn? Layla asked kindly.I thought for a moment; these guys were nice but;

1) I barely know them, let alone like them but2) This could really give me a chance to get to know them.I think Ill go, but I want to be home before I really had no certain time, I just didnt want to be

with them too long, Hows 7:15?Cool, see you guys later, Tristan confirmed as we all departed to our next classes.

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Oh Em Jee! Britt, look at her outfit, totally librarian, isnt it? asked Robin, pointing her manicuredred nails at me.

Wow, totally. Thats like really sad, they gossiped.

Robin and Brittany were one of the two girls I didnt understand, not because of their um intellectbut because of their attitude; in other words: hypocrisy.I rolled my eyes at them and continued to walk to my friends.Hey Dawn.Hi Dawn.Ello Dawn, I beamed when he said my name.Robin and Brittany turned to gawk at me because Cedric barely talked to them.Hi guys, so are we going soon? I wondered because it seemed as if we werent leaving in a little

while.Umm Laylas not up to the amusement park, Tristan informed me, giving Layla a sideways

glance, So I was thinking we could study for tomorrows test? he suggested.And I couldnt agree more because that was the department I was totally prepared and ready for.When it came to school and books, I was an expert.

We were going to Cedrics house to study; so I made sure to be extra smart. Ive never been to hishouse; then again I havent been to a lot of peoples houses. Cedrics house was in the richer part of town,he lived closer to the beach. His house was two stories-even thought its only him, his parents, and hislittle brother- and the house was an old-fashioned brick house. The windows were round and the entrancewas a single door and the bricks were maroon.

Welcome to the house of the Millers, welcome back Mister Cedric, said a short man in a suit, mostlikely to be a butler.

Ello Walter, thank you for opening the door; I though mum and dad would be homeSorry Mister Cedric but youre parents are with a clientCedric frowned, and yet he was still cute.Well, lets head to the study, shall we? he suggested, still seeming a bit down.I had almost forgotten that Cedrics parents were workaholics and he barely spent time with them;

though Cedric still loved them and didnt have any troublesome outbursts.Well, um Layla spoke, clearly uncomfortable, I guess we could um start homework?


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Tristan nodded and set his backpack on the coffee table besides me. Cedrics study looked more likea living room rather than a study.

Hmm. Actually, were in my mums den, so Cedric said aloud because most of us were severelyconfused.

There was a lovely, brown loveseat next to the coffee table besides me, and I was sitting on a three-person brown couch.

As everyone was taking out their homework, I couldnt help but observe Cedrics gorgeous den. Theroom had this peace to it, almost as if you could just sit here and think serenely.

Well, we should probably get started on some stuff Layla tried to get us to work.An hour passed and nobody has said a word and its starting to get uncomfortable. I didnt think

anyone was trying to start up on a conversation but I wasnt going to be the one to try and start one.Well nigh over a half hour later, everyone was still silent as a mouse and finally, somebody said

something.

Okay Ive finished my homework up until next week! We need to do something that wont put usto sleep! Tristan blurted.Yeah, Ive finished homework for the next three weeks! Layla busted in, agreeing completely with

Tristan.Well I got homework done for this week, but Im up for anything, Cedric said uncertainly.

Then, it all came down to me. I wanted to study because Layla was more ahead of me -it was sort ofcompetitive between us- but I wanted to hang out with Cedric and Tristan.

How about you Dawn? Cedric asked with his dreamy English voice.I swooned and finally answered, I guess we could go nowAll right, lets go! Tristan shouted.

TristanWe were all heading toward the park to play a game of basketball, or at least Cedric and I were. But

as we were heading there, Cedric wanted to speak with me privately and possibly with Layla after.When we reached the park, Cedric and I headed to the basketball court and Dawn and Layla headed

to the recreation center to chat.Hey, Tristan! Can I talk to you for a few minutes? Cedric said as he rushed to my side.


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Yeah, whats up Cedric? I asked already knowing what he was most likely say.Okay, so dude How do I put this? he paused lost in deep thought, but yet I didnt want to know

what he was thinking, Okay, Im just going to come out with it!Dude, just say it. Or ask it or whatever, because I want to play some ball.Okay, Cedric took a deep breath, Do you like Layla?UmAnswer me honestly and truthfully.I couldnt lie to my best friend Cedric is the greatest friend Ive ever had and not telling him my

biggest secret kills me enough as it isTristan, now!I took a deep breath, deciding between a lie that makes him happy, or the honest truth that will

wound him life changing in a way, but not exactly.Cedric

Dude, I want to play some ball too! So hurry up and answer.You want the truth?Yes, hurry though because I want to play some basketball.I took a deep breath of recollection and let out what I had to say, truth or lie, it wouldnt matter

because Cedric was my friend until the end. Or so I thought

Chapter 5The Key

TristanFriends no matter what, right? I confirmed with Cedric.I guess, Tristan. Just answer the damn question! He replied and we did a handshake.Dude I dont like her, I lied, and grinned.You little and he chased me around the court with the ball in his hands, pretending as if he was

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All right but Tristan, are you serious? Youre not interested? I can ask her out and there wont be aproblem? Cedric asked, continuously.

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