A/N: just finish writing this chapter and decided to put it up. sorry about the grammar mistakes. And please leave a review. Enjoy

Chapter 2

Right now I had no idea what Mr. Burns, my history teacher, was talking about. I couldn't focus sitting next to them. Ever since he caught me and Nicole passing notes to each other too many times he moved me next to them. I could hear Missy giggling and Ethan mumbling. This was getting on my last nerves. If I wasn't afraid of getting detention I would have told them to shut the fuck up.

A note landed on my desk and I opened it.

'He's staring at you.' It was from Nicole. I looked at her and she pointed her finger to the back. I turned slightly and saw Darius. His light grey eyes were staring right at me. He didn't even look away when he noticed me watching him.

He just continued staring at me. I turned quickly back around hoping no one saw our stare down. What was this guy problem? I mean do normal guys stare at girls they supposedly liked? Why would Darius like me?

He doesn't even know me. Guys are so freaking confusing. I looked up at the board. I still had no idea what Mr. Burns was talking about and I was happy that the bell finally rung. I jumped up so fast I almost knocked over the desk. I rushed over to Nicole.

"We need to go now!"

"Why?" she asked taking her time. Before I could answer I felt someone behind me. Nicole looked behind my right shoulder and smiled. "Hey Darius," Damn does this guy not know how to take a hint.

"Hey Nicole, I need to talk to Kari."

"Sure I'll see you at your car," she said before rushing out the room. Somehow I felt like this was planned.

I looked up at Darius. His grey eyes flashed a golden yellow color for a second. He stared at me confused.

"Um so what's up?" I asked grabbing my bag and before I knew it Darius took my bag from me.

"Why won't you go to homecoming with me?" he asked as we headed out of the classroom. I walked a little bit behind him.

"I don't know. I guess it's because I don't really know you and I kind of liked someone else and wanted him to take me," I said whispering the last part. He stopped walking and I almost bumped into him.

"I know I see the way you look at him."


"But don't you think if he liked you he would have told you by now."

"I didn't ask for your opinion in the first place," I said grabbing my bag back from him and storming out the school.

When I got to my car I noticed Nicole was nowhere near my car. I called her phone and it went straight to voice mail. I know I wasn't taking that long. Maybe she decided to walk instead. I called her phone one more time just in case she turned her phone back on but she didn't. I went home a few seconds later.


My mom left me a note saying she would probably get home until really late and not to wait up for her. So I went straight up to my room and lay down on my bed. Where was Nicole? I wondered as I stared at my ceiling. Suddenly my cellphone started ringing. I answered it without looking to see who it was.


"OMG you won't guess what just happened to me," yelled Nicole.

"I have no idea," I said sitting up from bed.

"Michael Marder asked me to homecoming,"

"What?" I yelled hitting my head on the back of the headboard. "You got to be kidding me. I thought we were going to hang out that night."

"Oh Kari come on this is Michael Marder we're talking about. He's frigging hotter than David Beckham."

"Yeah I know Nicole but still I just thought…"

"Thought what? Just because you don't want to go out with a Marder doesn't mean I don't want to,"

"Um okay I'll talk to you later then," I said.

"Kari wait I didn't mean…" I didn't hear the last part I had already pushed end.

Something was wrong with the Marders. I don't care what anyone says. I wish I could just find evidence so people could see I wasn't crazy. The house phone started ringing and I ignored it. It was probably Nicole since I turned off my cellphone. Tears started falling. Here I was lonely and no one to talk to.


I woke up late the next morning meaning my mother didn't come home last night. I called her on my way out the door but she didn't answer. I rushed to school. Before leaving the car I saw my reflection in the rear view mirror.

My eyes were red and people would know I was crying. My hair was too curly making it a few minutes to get my hair into a ponytail. I got out of my car and ran to my first class.

I made it before the late bell rung and sat far away from Nicole and Ethan. Mrs. Manners started talking about Romeo and Juliet when a note landed on my desk.

'Hey are you okay? You look like shit.'

'Thanks I know. I really don't feel like talking right now.' I sent the note back but it came back just as fast.

'What do you mean you don't want to talk? If you're still mad about me going to homecoming just say so.'

'Nicole I don't care if you go to homecoming or not. I'm just really tired and don't feel like talking.' I sent it back. I think she got the point because I didn't receive another note. When the bell rung I rushed out of class not waiting for Nicole and hurried to math class.

"Hey," said Darius after I sat down at my desk.

"Um hi," I said looking up at him. He sat down in the desk next to me.

"You look like…."

"I know I look like shit," I said staring at the board even though the teacher hadn't written anything up there yet.

"I was going to say tired. I'm sorry about what I said yesterday."

"Um its okay, I still don't want to go to homecoming with you though," I looked at him to see what his expression would be. His face was blank but his hands were clutched in a fist.

"That fine. I understand you don't want to go with anyone you don't feel comfortable with," he said. I felt like he was forcing himself to say that. "But you still should go to homecoming."


"Because it would be fun,"

"Yeah right, the only reason I was going was for my friends but they seem to have dates now. No point in going when I can spend the money on more useful stuff."

The teacher started class and I tried to concentrate but I kept looking at Darius. Something about this guy was off. He would look back at me and smile. His smile sent chills down my back. When the bell rung I just left school I really didn't want to be there. I just wanted to go home and sleep.

No one was home when I arrived. I lie down on the couch and fell asleep. I woke up coughing and sneezing and I knew I had a cold.


This suck I told myself while looking for some type of medicine. I'm guessing God was mad at me for being a bitch to the perfect Marders. My eyes were red, watery, and puffy. My nose was stuffed and my throat was sore and dry. I kept coughing and it was so hot in the house. After taking the cherry flavor cough medicine I laid back down on the couch. Then I heard my dead father's voice.

"Kari dear I should have warned you," said my father. I jumped up thinking I would see my father but I didn't.


"Kari stay away from them,"

"From who?" I said trying to figure out where his voice was coming from. I ran outside where I was raining. "DAD! From who?" I yelled before slipping on the front step.

"Dad!" I yelled again. I wasn't in the rain anymore but in our old house in the city. I walked into my father's study. I looked on my father's desk. There was a file named Marders.

"Kari," I heard my father voice and turned around. He looked the way I remember him. Tired like he always did since his work sent him all over the place. Even in death he was still working. His glasses were hanging almost off his nose.

"I should have warned you," he repeated before walking past me and moving the file off his desk.

"Warned me about what? The Marders? Are they dangerous? I knew something was different about them," I told him. He sat down in his chair, took his glasses off and looked up at me.

"There are things in this world I should have told you about,"

"What things?"

"They share our flesh but have a soul of a beast,"

"What? I don't understand,"

"There are powerful when the moon is full," We both heard a howl from outside. "I'm sorry," he said as he disappeared.