Coutrney's POV: I sat on my giường the tiếp theo morning, brushing my thick brown hair. I had a bad headache from screaming at Duncan and crying like a maniac, but I don't know if I can trust him. I mean, I've hated him since we met, but there was a small sliver of trust, and now there's none.

I tossed the brush across the room and grunted. Stupid Saturdays. Wait, at least I don't have to school with that vampire. Yea, being a vampire and doing a báo cáo on them is very smart. Smooth move, Duncan. At least I picked a historical book author.

I laid on my giường and played through the danh sách of contacts on my cell phone. Tiannah, Gabriela, my sister Mitzi, Bridgette, Gwen, LeShawna, and Trent. I tapped the screen and went to an address book, and found the piece of paper Tiannah gave me. Using it, I typed "Duncan" in an entry, and then his phone number. As soon as it entered, he called, I'm like wtf, are bạn psychic. I restrained from my phone because somethig wanted to answer it, but I đã đưa ý kiến NO. Under no control, my hand pressed "Talk" and lifted the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

I was trembling, and he could tell.

"Courtney, please, can we talk about this?" His voice was full of sorrow and he sniffed; he's been crying.

I felt so bad for making him cry. "OK."

"Look, like I told bạn yesterday, my dad abuses me in every way bạn can think of. Not sexual, that's just creepy. But I got so intoxicated with insanity that I guess I just....broke."

"So, bạn didn't bite her on purpose?" I bit my bottom lip.

"'Course not." He snorted. "Courtney, I like you, OK?"

I was stunned.

"I'll admit it, at least I'm the type of guy who'll admit it and not keep it a secret. But that's not the point. The point is that since I like you, I'd never do anything to hurt you."

"Duncan... I'm sorry." Tears heated up in my eyes.

"It's ok, I was gonna say sorry for making bạn mad."

I sniffed. "I forgive you. But please, just stop calling me Princess and all that, because I don't like you, and Duncan, bạn know that I hate you."

Duncan's POV: Lie.

"OK." I lied.

"So...can we at least be friends?" She đã đưa ý kiến sweetly.

"Sure." I poked the tip of one of my fangs.

"Thanks." She was about to hang up.

"Hey, wait!" I stopped her.

"What?"

"Hey, there's a party at my place tonight, do bạn want to come?" I held my breath, waiting for a "yes".

Silence.

"I don't know, Duncan." She stammered. "If there's alcohol, then I'm gonna get drunk, and you're gonna get me in giường and then I'm gonna kick your ass."

I laughed really quietly. "Pri-....Courtney, there's only gonna be soda, water, and juice. There's gonna be âm nhạc and dancing, drinks, snacks, and a bunch of sugar hype people. bạn in?"

She thought for a while, then she finally spoke.

"What time?"

"I'll pick bạn up at 5?"

"OK."

"Bye Court."

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Courtney's POV: Later that day, it was about 4:50, and I was all dressed and ready. I wore a short vàng drop dress, no shorter than my butt, but I wore it only because when I was at a Beyoncé buổi hòa nhạc last month, she had a clothes give-away and I won one of her dresses.

I slipped on a pair of vàng high heels and applied sparkly màu hồng, hồng lip gloss to my soft lips, while fluffing my hair a bit. I heard the rum of an engine outside, and I'm like wtf?

I grabbed my cái ví, ví tiền and a long áo, áo khoác and slipped it around me, so it dropped to my feet, not to give Duncan any ideas.

I walked outside and saw Duncan, wearing a motorcycle helmet, on a motorcycle.

"Nuh-uh, there is no way I'm getting on that death trap!" I walked over to him.

He slid his mũ bảo hiểm off and ran a hand through his midnight black hair. "Princess, trust me, I ride this thing all the time. I've been for 4 years."

I gulped. "OK, fine." I swallowed hard and straddled the back of the motorcycle. He slid his mũ bảo hiểm on again and revved the enging again - and sped off. I cried out and gripped his waist with my arms, trying not to fall. I shut my eyes and rested peacefully on....his back? What the...ahhh, whatever.

In no time, Duncan parked the motorcycle in front of his lawn and took his mũ bảo hiểm off, shaking his head of black hair.

"See? That wasn't so bad. bạn can trust me." He got off and reached a hand toward me. I slid my hand in his, and his was large compared to mine, and he walked me up to the house.

We entered, and there were hundreds of hyper teens dancing like party animals.

Duncan slid off his leather áo khoác - and I stared. He wore a sleeveless dark blue tank and ripped black jeans. His muscles rippled on his bare arms, and he gestured toward my coat.

"Um..."

"Princess," He chuckled and I gave him a stern look. "You can't get into a wicked party like this wearing some granny coat."

I gulped and slipped off my coat, and as soon as Duncan turned around from hanging it up, his eyes bulged and they traveled up and down my body.

"GOD DAMN!" He put his hands on my waist, pulling me toward him a bit. "Ya trying to seduce me, babe?"

I bitchslapped him in the face. "No, I'm wearing this for the party. I figured nobody would be wearing covering clothing."

"And that you're right on..." His eyes traveled to my chest, which was uncovered, since the dress had no straps."

"Stop staring!" I giggled.

"Hey, bạn want a soda hoặc something, gorgeous?"

"Sure."

Duncan let go of me and walked to the snack table, pouring me a drink. I sat on a barstool and tapped my tan thigh to the beat of the music.

Duncan came back with a màu hồng, hồng plastic cup filled with dark liquid.

"Hope bạn like Pepsi, sweetheart." He handed me the cup and sat on a barstool tiếp theo to me as I drank.

I put the cup on the counter when there was barely anything left, and grabbed Duncan's tan, muscular wrist.

Duncan's POV: Courtney dragged me onto the dancefloor, and when the tiếp theo song started, she shrieked.

"I tình yêu THIS SONG!!!" She jumped up and down.

"Haha, I bet." I tried to calm her down, but that soda obviously affected her.

Courtney pumped her hands in the air and began to sing.

Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Her beautiful voice blared over the loud music, as the sound of thiên thần filled my ears. Unknowingly, I started dancing with her.

I work hard every ngày of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take trang chủ my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

Courtney spun once and took her thick brown hair out of its ponytail and shook her head wildly, pushing me down onto a đi văng and putting her heel on my leg.

Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah!

She was beautiful, sexy, even. Heck, she was everything I could ever think of. I was really glad I brought her here. Seems like she's finally falling for me. hoặc else, that's the sugar taking over. Hehehe.

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!

She spun around and around like a top, twirling carefully on the sole of her foot, instead of on her heel.

She kept spinning and spinning - right into my arms as I stood up to catch her. She was dipped down a bit, and she looked into my eyes lovingly, her tim, trái tim beating like a drum, which I could see in her veins.

Vampire sense and sight, dont judge me.

She breathed heavily and sang a last line.

Can anybody find me, somebody to........
Loooove

When she finished, I put her carefully on the đi văng tiếp theo to me. She rested her head on my shoulder, I pet her hair, and she looked up at me.

I looked down at her and saw her leaning up.

I screamed in my mind - then her lips locked onto mine. She was smashed, she was anything that is related to using sugar as a drug. She put her hands on my face, laid down on the đi văng like she was going to sleep, and pulled me on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her.

She kept kissing me and kissing me, and my tim, trái tim pounded like a drum. She wrapped her legs around my hips as I laid my body on hàng đầu, đầu trang of hers, and I heard the scream of Adam Lambert in For Your Entertainment.

Gonna entertain bạn 'till bạn SCREAM!!!!!!!