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stared at me for a long moment before sauntering off down the hall.
                  “Friend of yours?” I had left my lock unlatched so I was able to open my locker easily.
                  “Rodney?” He seemed to have collected himself. “No.”
                  “You two seemed a bit … intense.”
                  “We were just talking about biology homework.” He avoided my eyes, a sure sign he was lying.
                  I nodded anyways. “Oh.”
                  “Where are your bodyguards?”
                  My temper flared up my neck but I bit it back. “Who?”
                  “Colby and Tyson.” He stared me down with a half amused expression but I could still see his anger showing in his brown eyes. “Not really the brightest crayons in the box, if you know what I mean.” I couldn’t really understand my sudden urge to wipe the smirk off his handsome face.
                  “They seem nice.” That was probably the safest thing to say.
                  He finally seemed to catch on to my mood because he suddenly flashed a heart-stopping smile. He leaned close to my ear and said softly, “I’m glad you’re making friends.” He leaned back, but his face was still way too close to mine. So close that I could feel his hot breath on my face. Breath that smelled strangely of … fresh kill.
                  Geesh, I really needed to hunt.
                  “You need help finding your next class?”
                  “Art?” He crinkled his nose as if I’d said something terrible.
                  “There’s nothing wrong with Art.” I finally smiled at him, but I still wasn’t sure about Rueben Massie.
                  “It’s on the bottom floor, in the dungeon.” He raised one eyebrow dramatically.
                  “Your school has a dungeon?” Not sure what I would need for an art class, I slammed my locker shut without taking anything out.
                  “It’s for the dorky classes, like Art and Home EC.” He grinned when my face turned beet red. Had he seen my schedule? “I’ll point you in the right direction at least.”
                  I wasn’t really an artsy type of person, but I figured Art would be better than Pre-Calc or advanced anything. Rueben led me to a short flight of steps that led to a darker part of the school. The dungeon.
                  I was so intent on finding room 142 that if I had been human I might not have noticed the boy watching me from the shadows. But I wasn’t human and I had been trained in the art of hunting. My senses took in every detail of the scene, not just the prey. I stopped to pretend that I was lost so I could study the boy without him realizing I saw him. He was wearing a white button up shirt tucked into pants that were pulled up too high. His dark hair was slicked into place and thick glasses perched on his nose. Complete picture of a geek. In fact, it was too perfect, as if he was trying to play the part of a geek.
                  I took in the thick muscles in his arms and shoulders. His face was so cold looking. He didn’t have any expression other than cold calculation. Something about the way he stood there trying to sink into the shadows, staring at me, made me shiver. It wasn’t idle curiosity for the new girl that had brought him here. I was sure of that.

 
    Chapter Four
    The Council Man
     
                  I drove home alone after school that afternoon. Ivy had gotten a ride from someone else, and I was glad for the small amount of solitude. I rarely asked Bella for anything, but I had begged her to buy me a car for my sixteenth birthday. I was kind of surprised to see the small red Taurus in our driveway on the morning of my birthday, but I loved the freedom it gave