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you are taking anything he said seriously?”
    “No.”
    “Well, then you will come tomorrow
afternoon.”
    I sigh irritated. “Fine, I’ll see, but I
have to go now.”
    I remember something and quickly I ask
before she hangs up, “The principal is Mr. Van Heerden and Andrew’s
surname is Muller, yet you said they are family.”
    Carmine laughs. “Yes, poor Andrew was
adopted. He could have chosen a better dad, don’t you think?”
    Amanda calls me, so I apologize to Carmine
and end the call.
    I walk to the kitchen and sit down in one
of the chairs around the breakfast table. I watch Amanda pensively.
She is making ice-popsicles, but not your usual popsicles, though.
These popsicles are A-grade steak, cut into equal square
rectangles. She pushes a longer than usual cocktail stick into one
end and then she puts it into the freezer to freeze. It is very
refreshing on a summer’s day.
    Amanda usually leaves all of this for the
weekends, but this weekend we are going away. We are going hunting.
We always go when there is a new moon, because then the night is
pitch black, especially in the rural areas. This will be the first
time we are hunting in this particular area, but it adds to the
excitement. In a year or so, it will be commonplace and boring
again.
    I ask, “You called me?”
    “Oh, just to chat. Were you busy?”
    I grunt, “No, not really”
    Amanda asks without looking up. “How is
school?”
    “Stupid question!”
    Amanda laughs exuberantly. “It sounds as if
you are having problems with some of the humans?”
    I reply stubbornly, “This one boy and I are
having a difference of opinion. He seemed like such a goody-two
shoes, but today he just stormed out of the class. I also learned
that his father is the principle and trust me that man is scary,
even to me.”
    “So this boy is a rebel without a clue?”
    I laugh with her, although this has
completely changed my perception of Andrew. It made me want him
more.

Chapter Five

    I get dressed comfortably in black jeans and
a black sweater. We will be leaving from our house and now we are
waiting for Ethan to arrive.
    Ethan has liked me for as long as I can
remember, but there is something about him that makes me feel
uncomfortable – small, little things that get in the way of me
liking him. At times I would think, I could grow to like him, but
then he would say or do something silly, insignificant, and that
would change my mind. Shayne and Amanda always try to include Ethan
in our hunts, because they are looking for a mate for me. In
moments when they felt serious, they would wonder what would happen
to me if something ever happened to them. According to them, Ethan
would be the best replacement for them.
    He is twenty-one years old and not a
half-blood like me. He turned like Amanda and Shayne and they have
skin like marble. They are rock hard and if you walked into them by
accident, it actually could knock you backwards, it would be like
walking into a brick wall. However, I have a certain degree of
softness to me but I am not as squishy as humans are and to the
uninformed, I would just seem well defined and muscle toned.
    There is a knock at the door and I walk
toward it, calling into the house, “I’ll get it.”
    I open the door and the porch light
illuminates him. He has his dark hair coifed up over his forehead
and his dark hazel eyes look broodingly at me.
    His eyes sparkle when he says, “Good Evening,
beautiful Susanna.”
    “Hi, Ethan.” He is utterly adorable and
absolutely gorgeous, but I always feel awkward in his presence even
if we have known each other for eons. I know he likes me, but he
has a new girlfriend almost every week, mortal or immortal, makes
no difference to him. I am looking for a lasting relationship, not
something fleeting. I want to experience that feeling of
unconditional love, a feeling I have searched for it seems forever.
If I had a romance with Ethan, he would get bored with me too
quickly and there are those