closed the door. He did not know how to control this new emotion that he was feeling. The only thing that he knew to do, was to run. He wanted her blood so bad, but didn’t want to scar her soft ivory skin either. She was the most beautiful flower he had ever seen. Just to see her was hard, but to stand next to her, breath her in, and feel his throat burn and ache for her was something he had never felt before.
Will she be like the others? He wondered.
“No,” he said out loud, almost scaring himself. He refused to think of this girl like the others. This one is different, I won’t let it happen . He closed his eyes and thought of her sweet innocent face. He vowed to himself that Shayna would not be like them . He knew what he had to do with her, and he knew that he would not be able to stay away from her in the meantime. He waited for three centuries to find her, and he wasn’t about to just let her go.Not now.
He wondered if she was even aware of what she was , or how she had survived so long already without her father. He wasn’t the the only one in the world that craved the blood that flowed through her veins. He got out of his flashy BMW and headed back into the school building. He realized walking in the doors, that Shayna was nestled in this small Northern Michigan community for a reason. To be secluded. As far as Cain knew there was only one other being on the planet that knew about Shayna, and he was more of a threat to Cain, than her.
He went down the hall to the stairs and walked up. He tried to appear as much like the children of this learning instution, as he could. He approached a boy with sandy brown hair, and skin too tanned for winter. Instantly Shayna’s face was in Cain’s mind. The tan boy was thinking about her. The image in his mind changed from her face to her body. Cain became enraged when she stood before him, in his mind, in purple underwear. Cain passed the boy, and bumped into his shoulder, hard. The boy stumbled back, and they made eye contact.
“Watch it,” Cain said to him, as serious, and as cold, as he could.
The boys eyes widened. He looked away fearfully, and headed down the stairs. Cain would have to watch this one. His mind works differently than most others. He thought.
Shayna walked into the art room, and was surprised and joyed to see Cain. Everyone was already positioned around the table. She had forgotten about the still life project. Shayna left her backpack at her table, took her sketchbook, and claimed her place. She looked over her shoulder, at Cain. He was intently looking down at his drawing. She watched him draw. He was perfect. He looked so beautiful and graceful sitting there. He looked up, and his emerald green eyes locked with hers. Although she was emarrassed that he had caught her looking at him, she couldn’t look away from him. He held her gaze for a moment longer, and then looked back down, and continued drawing.
She couldn’t believe the feeling that ran through her body when their eyes met. Magical, was the only word to describe it. Her emotions were going wild, but she liked the feeling. She tried not to look at him that often, because she was sitting right in his line of vision of the still life, and she didn’t want him to think she was some kind of weirdo stalker. No wonder he is starring at me! She told herself. He has to try to see through me .
This was all very new to Shayna, especially the feeling she got in the pit of her stomach everytime their eyes met. She had never been this interested in a boy, and she didn’t even know him. She continued with her own drawing, but her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Cain, she even considered staying home from college to get the chance to know him better. Don’t be an idiot! She told herself.
Shayna closed her locker and prepared herself for the walk home. Once outside, she scanned the student parking lot for Cain’s car. It was nowhere in sight. She exited the campus thinking