Okay, so this is the first chapter, the other one was just kind of so you would know a little about the main character. So, here it is… enjoy!

Chapter 1

"What are you doing?" "What?"

Melanie shook her head. "Are you even listening?"

A goofy smile spread across my face, "yeah, sure…"

"Okay then, what did I just say?" "I… I can't remember…" My expression turned apologetic. "Oh yeah. Sure. Totally listening." She was mad.

"God, Melanie. I'm sooo sorry. I really am. I…"

She sighed, "it's okay. I'm a little worried, though. You've been absent all day." I looked down at my tray with food. She was right, I had been a whole lot absent lately.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I guess I didn't get much sleep last night. I was up studying."

"Oh don't sweat it," she answered with a shrug and a smile. We got up, after eating the last of our food. GREAT! The next lesson was German and we had a test, therefore the studying last night.

"I'm so pleased that your highnesses decided to accompany us."

Could that guy be any more annoying? I waited for my usual snappy comeback. It didn't come. God, I must really be out of it. Melanie was staring at me like I was some strange creature from the outer space, and so were the whole class and our teacher.

I looked down and hurried to my seat while trying to stifle a yawn. "So are we going to begin on that test before we're all dead, or what?"

The teacher, Mr Smith, took a moment a then coughed, "The test is going to be divided into three parts…"

And then time stood still. The door opened and in stepped the most gorgeous boy I've ever seen. Within a second I was wide awake, the test long forgotten. He looked like he had just stepped out of some sort of magazine.

For once in a lifetime I, Katherine Montorie, was speechless. He was extremely handsome with his raven black hair framing his face, and those ice blue eyes, which seemed to see through me.

He strode up to the teacher and said something to him. Mr Smith nodded. "Class, this is Oliver Thomson." He mentioned for Oliver to take a seat. With a shock I realized that the only seat left was the one next to me.

God please don't let me do something stupid, I prayed. Apparently God wasn't listening, because, when he slid into the seat next to me and asked what we were about to do, before he interrupted us, I blushed and mumbled something about the test. He chuckled. Oh My God, please just let me die. It was so embarrassing.

I found it very difficult to concentrate the rest of the lesson, I heard little of what Mr Smith said, and probably answered half the questions wrong. All I paid attention to was Oliver, and I swear my heart beat ten times stronger every time our arms brushed against each other.

Melanie and I were walking out of the class, when Oliver caught up with us "I was hoping that you would help me find my way from class to class," he said to me. "I mean it's my first day and all, so I don't really know the school."

I must have looked pretty stupid, because Melanie burst in to laughter, tears in her eyes. Even Oliver couldn't help but smiling.

I woke up by the sound of Melanie's laughter. "Having fun?" My sarcastic voice didn't seem to have any effect, she laughed even more, gasping for air.

"Well, do you have time to show the school to me?"

I nodded, "sure."

I gave her a look that told her that it might be for her own good, if she stopped laughing. She tried; I could see the fight inside her. But when it looked like she had it under control, she looked up and the look on our faces must have done it. A new burst was on its way – I could see it as clearly as if she was made of glass – so I took a quick decision. I mean, it's not like I enjoy being humiliated a couple of times a day.

"See you later Mel." I don't think she even heard me she just walked over to a couple of our friends, and laughed hysterically.

"Now, that was embarrassing."

I looked up, "ya think?"

He chuckled, God how I loved that little laugh of his.

"So where do you wanna start?"

We spent the rest of the day together, after I showed him our school we just hung out. I showed him the town, which really wasn't big, but still. There's a restaurant, café, a mall and a couple of other things, oh and of course houses.

"So what do you think of Rose bay?" We were sitting in the small café, resting our feet after walking around in the entire town.

"It's okay, I guess," he said "I miss my old place though."

"Of course, who wouldn't do that?" I smiled, he smiled too.

"I'm glad to know you," he said. I blushed. Jeez, what was wrong with me today? I was painfully aware of his hand, only a few inches from mine.

"Yeah, me too," I said. We talked for a little while longer, and then I decided that I probably should be on my way home.

"Are you sure you can't stay a little longer?" He looked at me with those blue eyes that seemed to see right through me. Time stood still for a second, and I was about to sit down again, when my phone rang.

"Hi Melanie," I said.

"Where are you?" Uh oh, she was angry.

"I'm in the café."

"We were supposed to meet at your house at four thirty." Crap.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mel, I'm on my way now."

"Hurry," she said. "I'm bored to death here."

"See ya in five." I put my phone back in my purse.

"Gotta go. Promised I would meet Mel at my house."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." He said.

I smiled, "of course." And then I ran to my car.

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"So, how is he?"

"Who?"

"Come on, Kath, I know you were thinking about Oliver." I blushed.

"I knew it!" she screamed. She jumped up and made a victory-dance. We were in the kitchen in my house. My brother was with a friend and my parents were still at work, so we had the whole house to ourselves.

"So tell me," she demanded. "What were you doing since you forgot time?"

"Just hanging out, talking."

"Nuh-uh. You're not gonna get away that easy!" she practically cooed. "I want to know everything."

"There's really not much to know. I showed him the school and the town and then we went to that little café, and had a cup of coffee and talked." I said, then I remembered that he'd said that he was glad that he got to know me, and of course, I blushed.

"Why do I get the feeling that you are not telling me everything?" she looked extremely suspicious. Of course she had noticed, I mean, we had been friends since kindergarten so it would have been weird if she hadn't.

"Kath?"

"What? Yeah right, Oliver." I blushed again "I just remembered that he said he was glad to know me."

"Oh My Gosh! Tell me exactly what he said! Word for word!"

"Jeez Mel, Relax. He just said: I'm glad to know you. I think you're overreacting"

"No way. I'm not the one overreacting, that's your area." She said.

"True," I admitted. "But right now you really are overreacting."

After half an hour Melanie finally seemed to be at least a bit satisfied with the information. I was exhausted. And now to homework, great, just what I need. NOT! An essay to Friday and a couple of more things, sometimes high school is great other times it really sucks. Well right now it was number two which was true.

So I went to bed early this evening. Mel had gone home about seven o'clock, and we had done all of our homework, plus I really just looked like a zombie. I could really use some sleep.

That night I had a dream, a terrible one. I was standing on a small path in the outskirt of a forest. I looked around, and saw something in the shadow of a tree about twenty feet away. I squinted and tried to see, but it was too dark. I walked over to the tree, but suddenly the figure disappeared.

I had seen who it was though, it was Oliver.

I looked around and tried to see where he went. About twenty feet deeper into the forest he was standing in the shadow of another tree. I started to walk towards him, but just as I was about to reach him, he disappeared and reappeared twenty feet away from me. I started running, but still couldn't reach him.

Finally I saw him standing in the outskirts of a small clearing, waiting for me. I smiled and walked towards him.

As I stepped into the clearing I suddenly realized that he wasn't the same Oliver I had spent my whole day with. Well, he was Oliver but his expression was completely different. His lips were curled into a sneer, his eyes glowing with a darkness I had never seen before, and his hands, they were covered in blood. Blood that spread up on his sleeves, painting them red.

I screamed, and sat straight up in bed.

"You look even worse than yesterday." Mel and I were on our way to English.

"Oh, really?" I was seriously annoyed.

"Jeez, no need to snap at me. You're worse than your usual grumpy self." I instantly felt sorry, but wasn't about to show that.

"Yeah well, if you slept like I did, you would act just like me." She just looked at me.

"What? I had a really crappy night. I woke up constantly and when I finally fell asleep I had a terrible dream."

"What about?" I thought for a second, "I really can't remember, I just know that I woke up screaming."

She sighed, "Look, it's okay but you really should try not to snap at everyone who says a thing to you." "Sure thing."

Okay, so what do you think? Please review! I'll probably upload the next chapter in a day or two. See ya! xD