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Chapter 4
VINCE
I stood on top of a tree branch watching her as entered; she had followed my scent here just like I planned. She looks just as beautiful as always, her rich caramel skin clear and smooth, her long black hair flows down her back and her silver strikes shine beautify in the low sun rays, her green eyes are so bright I could see them from here.
“Is that her?” a sweet voice asks.
I turn and see Alexandra standing lightly on the branch next to me. She is wearing a pair of blue jeans, a black t shirt, and black converse which stand out against her ghostly pale skin. Her dark red hair is hanging loosely around her waist and her bright gray eyes are watching Kamaila down below. “Yeah, that’s her” I say watching her with pure adornment.
“Wow, I thought I’d never see her.” she says as she sits down on the branch watching her with fascination. “She’s beautiful.”
“Yeah, she is.”
“So are you going to go talk to her now?”
“What, are you kidding me?” I ask her completely shocked at what she said, “No!”
“Well if you don’t go down there I will.” she says about to hop off the branch.
“No don’t,” I say putting my hand in front of her stopping her, “I just want to do this right, and now isn’t the time.” she looks up at the trees now, staring at me unknowingly, commanding my attention back to her. Right after that a blonde hair, shirtless boy walks in from the woods shouting at her.
“Who’s that? Her boyfriend?” Alex asks teasingly as she nudges my side.
“No, he’s not.” I say flatly, I know that he is her friend and no competition to me, but I still envy him. He gets to be down there with her, he gets to hear her speak, gets to have her talk to him.
“Are you sure? He looks like boyfriend material to me.” Alex says. I don’t have to turn to know that she is eyeing him up and down.
“Trust me he’s not.”
Alex laughs at my sureness. “So when are you going to talk to her?” Alex asks as she leaned over on her branch, her fingers folded underneath her chin.
“I don’t know yet, but soon. It’s been sixty years since I last saw her I’m not going to waste any time with her.” I say determined, below me the blonde boy is putting his arm around her shoulders and leading her back toward the roads. I watch her till she is out of sight.
“Yeah, well you have to make it romantic.” Alex says as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “You should surprise her with a dozens of flowers all over her house and leave a little note with a cute poem in it for her and sign it your secret admirer. I saw it in a movie once it was sooooo romantic and when Reese Witherspoon saw it in Sweet Home Alabama, she loved it!” she says in complete adoration of what had happened to one of her favorite actresses.
“Alex, don’t you think that would scare her, you know her being a wolf and all?” I ask jokingly imagining the look on her face as she walks in her house to see that, she would probably think she’s being stalked and going on a killing spree.
“None sense, every girl wants that.” she says in a matter-of-factly.
“Oh, Alex sometimes you scare me.” I say shaking my head. Alex isn’t a girly girl in fact she’s a complete tomboy, unless in came to romance, then you couldn’t get her to shut up. I look up to see that the sun is rising up over the mountains. “Hey, the sun’s coming up. Let’s get you somewhere darker.”
Alex looks up at the rays coming over the mountains. “Oh, you’re right. Race you to back to the house.” she says as she quickly jumps down from her forty foot high branch and lands carelessly on the balls of her feet. She looks up at me and sticks her tongue out at me before she stares running at top speed back to the others leaving me by myself.
I sigh, vampires what are you going do.
I slid from my branch and start after her, definitely not going to let her beat me.
VINCE
I stood on top of a tree branch watching her as entered; she had followed my scent here just like I planned. She looks just as beautiful as always, her rich caramel skin clear and smooth, her long black hair flows down her back and her silver strikes shine beautify in the low sun rays, her green eyes are so bright I could see them from here.
“Is that her?” a sweet voice asks.
I turn and see Alexandra standing lightly on the branch next to me. She is wearing a pair of blue jeans, a black t shirt, and black converse which stand out against her ghostly pale skin. Her dark red hair is hanging loosely around her waist and her bright gray eyes are watching Kamaila down below. “Yeah, that’s her” I say watching her with pure adornment.
“Wow, I thought I’d never see her.” she says as she sits down on the branch watching her with fascination. “She’s beautiful.”
“Yeah, she is.”
“So are you going to go talk to her now?”
“What, are you kidding me?” I ask her completely shocked at what she said, “No!”
“Well if you don’t go down there I will.” she says about to hop off the branch.
“No don’t,” I say putting my hand in front of her stopping her, “I just want to do this right, and now isn’t the time.” she looks up at the trees now, staring at me unknowingly, commanding my attention back to her. Right after that a blonde hair, shirtless boy walks in from the woods shouting at her.
“Who’s that? Her boyfriend?” Alex asks teasingly as she nudges my side.
“No, he’s not.” I say flatly, I know that he is her friend and no competition to me, but I still envy him. He gets to be down there with her, he gets to hear her speak, gets to have her talk to him.
“Are you sure? He looks like boyfriend material to me.” Alex says. I don’t have to turn to know that she is eyeing him up and down.
“Trust me he’s not.”
Alex laughs at my sureness. “So when are you going to talk to her?” Alex asks as she leaned over on her branch, her fingers folded underneath her chin.
“I don’t know yet, but soon. It’s been sixty years since I last saw her I’m not going to waste any time with her.” I say determined, below me the blonde boy is putting his arm around her shoulders and leading her back toward the roads. I watch her till she is out of sight.
“Yeah, well you have to make it romantic.” Alex says as if it was the most obvious thing ever. “You should surprise her with a dozens of flowers all over her house and leave a little note with a cute poem in it for her and sign it your secret admirer. I saw it in a movie once it was sooooo romantic and when Reese Witherspoon saw it in Sweet Home Alabama, she loved it!” she says in complete adoration of what had happened to one of her favorite actresses.
“Alex, don’t you think that would scare her, you know her being a wolf and all?” I ask jokingly imagining the look on her face as she walks in her house to see that, she would probably think she’s being stalked and going on a killing spree.
“None sense, every girl wants that.” she says in a matter-of-factly.
“Oh, Alex sometimes you scare me.” I say shaking my head. Alex isn’t a girly girl in fact she’s a complete tomboy, unless in came to romance, then you couldn’t get her to shut up. I look up to see that the sun is rising up over the mountains. “Hey, the sun’s coming up. Let’s get you somewhere darker.”
Alex looks up at the rays coming over the mountains. “Oh, you’re right. Race you to back to the house.” she says as she quickly jumps down from her forty foot high branch and lands carelessly on the balls of her feet. She looks up at me and sticks her tongue out at me before she stares running at top speed back to the others leaving me by myself.
I sigh, vampires what are you going do.
I slid from my branch and start after her, definitely not going to let her beat me.
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Awesome, loved it