Chapter 3: "Hey what the hell are you and don't you dare say human I'll slap you. I hate liars" They were in the hallway, away from her classroom, in fact they were in the locker hallway. She was surrounded by a rusty blue color and white and the only other thing in the hall way besides her and a couple of trash cans was HIM. Her gaze narrowed. she had put about ten feet between them too leaving him to himself as he paced. He seemed to be like a lion watching its prey as he eyed her, that bugged her more then his unnatural good looks. This guy was the biggest creep in the world, a handsome creep, but a creep none the less. "What if I'm not human? It can't bother you that much Jasmine, you use to talk to brownies didn't you?" His smile broadened as he watched her. Mean while her own smile had long since went on vacation and probably wasn't going to come back. She took yet another step back as she eyed him. "How would you know about that? " Her gaze narrowed more before she shook her head. "No no stick to my first question, what the hell are you?" He didn't seem pleased with such a set of words. His face soured as he darted at her. She didn't even have time to scream before he pinned her to the lockers with a very audible thunk. Fear coursed through her veins as she looked him in the eye, she could finally see what he was. his fangs protruded from his mouth as he leered down at her, pinning one hand above her head as he pressed into her. "You don't remember me Jasmine? Don't remember how all the kids picked on you back then calling you all sorts of names like imagination marry or Insane Jane? All the kids picked on you... except one... little C.J. Thomas, because he could see them too, because he was like them" His gaze narrowed as hers widened. Memories came back, she had been sent to a mental ward when her teachers had found out she was talking to the tree, no one believed her, no one... except that boy. "Bu...But His hair was Was... Black and. And his eyes were, Well brown. Not to mention his name wasn't C.J. It was... Colton... Jamies.. Thomas..." Her breath was sucked in just as fast as he began to smile. she looked up at him with more of amazement then anything. He had always been nice to her, played with her when no one else would and ate lunch with her. "That's it Jasmine, you remember me don't you? You can't say Hair color and eye color don't change, just look at you. It took me eleven years to find you again because your hair and eye colored changed. Didn't you miss me at all?" Here he was, not a figment of her imagination, but an actual person, well vampire, pinning her against the lockers. She wasn't sure if she was scared or thrilled, Scared because he was creepy as hell but thrilled that some one had actually given a damn about her. "You've... been looking for me... for eleven years?" The words sounded and were baffling even to her own ears.