I jumped up and down and did a little happy dance. They all chuckled at me but I didn’t care. This was so cool.
Finally, I noticed the Ferrari F430’s. I let out a little squeal of pleasure. There were four Ferrari’s a black, blue, red, and yellow one.
This had to be the best day of my life. I loved this. I couldn’t wait to be behind the wheel of one of those Ferrari’s. I could barely contain my excitement. Most girls dream about being rescued by a prince, I however just want to recklessly race a Ferrari F430 with my to die for gorgeous vampire boyfriend. What can I say, I’ve never been normal.
I broke away from Jonathon and ran down the steps that led to the track and towards the Ferrari’s. I was in heaven. Car heaven that is.
I heard Seph laugh behind me.
“Jonathon I think she likes that car more than you,” Seph said still laughing.
I blushed and turned to face them, still at the entrance.
“Are you guys coming?” I asked. Before I could finish my sentence Jonathon was beside me and Joseph, Danny, and Mason were in front of me. Patrick however was walking at a leisurely, human, pace. I liked how Jonathon, Danny, Mason, and Joseph didn’t hide their vampireness around me like Patrick did. It seems normal for them to be in places with in a second. Patrick’s leisurely stroll was just irritating. For lord’s sake, I’m the human I’m the one who is supposed to walk like that.
“Boy’s could you at least try and act human around Kylie, she might begin to think you’re all show offs. What with your hovering,” He glared at Danny and Mason, “And your driving fast and your running,” He said now glaring at all of them. “Shall I continue?”
“Dad, don’t be such a kill joy,” said Mason with a grin.
“Mason do not tempt me,” Patrick said.
“Really, Patrick I don’t mind it at all. I think it would bother me more if they started acting human.”
“Oh, well then there is nothing more for me to say,” He said pinching the bridge of his nose and scrunching up his face like he had a headache. I heard a mumbled ‘thanks’ from Mason. I smiled at him and mouthed ‘you’re welcome.’
“What’s wrong with him?” I asked Jonathon in a whisper. He looked away from me.
“Stress, not enough food, and no sleep.”
“Why isn’t he eating or sleeping?” I asked. Jonathon looked down at me with pity in his eyes. “Oh. My mom.” I said. He nodded to let me know I was right.
“C’mon guys. Let’s have some good natured fun.” I said.
“Please, good natured?” said Mason with a huff. “You’re going down.” He added.
“You keep telling yourself that,” I said to him.
He grinned. “We’ll see.” He said and then jumped through the open window of the blue Ferrari, behind the wheel, which was on what I’m used to being the passenger’s side. Great, if I drove we’d lose.
“Which one do you want?” asked Jonathon motioning to the yellow, red, and black Ferrari F430’s.
“Red,” I replied instantly. I normally only liked black cars but for the Ferrari I could most certainly make an exception. He smiled a sweet smile.
“Good. The red one’s mine. And for your better driving benefit the steering wheel is on the American side.”
“What!” I exclaimed.
“Okay, okay. I guess it’s more for my driving benefit. I’m used to having the driver’s side and passenger side the American way. As you know I lived in America for quite awhile and while I was there cars were first released so I got used to driving them the American way,” He said with a shy smile.
“Sweet, all the better for me,” The way Jonathon said, American, was so cute with his accent.
I opened the door to the red Ferrari and got in. I was definitely not climbing in through the window. But Jonathon did.
I could hear Patrick and Joseph getting in the black Ferrari.
About the time I wondered who was going to call the game Diana appeared.
“Sorry I’m late guys. I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”
“No, not long at all,” said Jonathon in a calm voice beside me.
“Start the car.” He said.
Everything about Jonathon’s car was custom. This car was seriously tricked out. I pushed the ‘push to start’ button and the Ferrari F430 came to life with a very appealing growling sound. I bit my bottom lip to prevent myself from squealing.
“Everyone ready?” Diana asked. We all chorused simultaneous yeses. She held up the flag that signaled us to go. I pushed down on the gas and I think I left my stomach back at the start. I couldn’t believe the car had gone from zero to . . . 100? In less than thirty seconds. I glanced for the briefest second at Jonathon with questioning eyes.
“We all had our Ferrari’s modified,” He said as way of an explanation.
Still looking at the track I said, “How did you get this thing to go so fast so quickly?”
“That’s what vampire mechanics are for.” I was still lost. He could tell from my profile so he added, “They lace the gasoline with vampire venom to make it go faster.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I know it sounds weird but it’s the truth.”
Smoothly I cut off Danny and Mason. Jonathon began whooping with joy. “He so didn’t see that one coming.” Jonathon said looking behind us at Mason’s shocked face. I stole a glance and giggled. Mason was stunned and definitely impressed, Danny was laughing his head off and it looked like he was saying, ‘I told you.’
I cut back across making sure I took up most of the track so they couldn’t past me. “Wow,” said Jonathon, “You’re a better driver than me.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I said as I cut to the right to block off Mason and Danny and then quickly moved back to the center of the track.
We came back around and I saw Diana jumping up and down. “Way to go Kylie!” She yelled so my not so sensitive ears would hear her over the roar of the other two cars.
I was having so much fun. This was definitely the most fun I’d ever had in my entire life. This beat just about everything I had ever done. It seemed the best days of my life were happening here in Rome with Jonathon.
The track was approximately three miles for one lap. So, it was fairly large. After thirty laps we called it a day. I never lost the lead. I was so proud of myself. I parked the car and began un-strapping the harness. Before I could finish Jonathon began undoing them through the window. After the last one was un-clasped he pulled me out through the window and into a hug. Suddenly he leaned down and gave me a long, mind numbing, tickles your toes, kiss in front of everyone. I blushed dramatically. I’m sure my face turned an unattractive tomato red.
“You won,” said Jonathon pressing his face into my raspberry scented hair. “We won.” I said.
Diana came running down to join the rest of us. She hugged me too. Which was kind of awkward since Jonathon was still holding me. “I’m so happy a girl finally beat these boys. It’s about time they see what we girls are made of.” Diana said. I laughed.
I heard Mason grunt.
“Oh, Mason it’s okay. Be a good sport,” I said.
“Whatever. Good game.” He said giving me a stiff hug. Danny came up to me then.
“That was amazing. I don’t care if my bro and I lost to a girl that was the most fun I’ve had racing in a long time. Plus, I enjoyed seeing his look of astonishment. I told him not to underestimate you.”
“Thanks, Danny.” I said.
“Come here.” He said giving me a hug. Mason began muttering quickly under his breath. “Come on brother get over it. You lost to a girl. Move on.” Danny said.
Those two cracked me up. When they fought they didn’t sound or look like vampires. They seemed so normal all the Pulmer’s did. It was hard to think of them as vampires.
We all sat down and talked for awhile. It was nice to sit down and have a conversation with a group of people. I’d only had myself to talk to for so long.
I got in the car and lay my head against the cold window. The iciness sending a shiver up my spine.
“Are you cold?” asked Jonathon already starting the car.
“No,” I lied. He picked up on the little white lie, I didn’t want to seem weak, and draped his jacket around my cold shoulders. The jacket wasn’t warm but it was better than nothing. I snuggled it closer around my body as I shivered again. Noticing this, Jonathon cranked up the heat.
I was conscious only for a few more minutes. I saw the others take off ahead of us and then I was asleep.
I was aroused by Jonathon’s cold arms wrapped around me lifting me up and cradling me like a baby. My eyes fluttered open. I began to open my mouth to speak.
“Shhh, principessa. We’re home now. Go back to your peaceful dreams.”
“Don’t leave me,” I said groggily as he laid me down in my bed.
“Never,” He said.
“Please stay with me tonight.”
“Alright,” He said kissing my forehead. “As long as you promise to go back to sleep,” He said.
“Mmmhumph.” I mumbled.
I was aware only briefly of him pulling the covers up around me securely, to protect me from his cold body. I fell asleep to him trailing his cool index finger ever so lightly down my arm. “My beautiful principessa,” He said and then I was unconscious.
Chapter Eighteen: Visitor
The school week was boring. I mean absolutely, fall asleep, boring. This week has been dreadful. I had been dreading Jonathon and his family leaving this weekend with my mom. I had a note left in my room every night since the first came. It was luck that Jonathon didn’t see it Sunday night after I asked him to stay with me. I know I should ask Jonathon to stay or one of the others but I can’t bring myself to do it. I don’t need him worrying. Even if I lie and say there is some other reason I want him to stay I won’t be able to live with myself. I hate lying and liars. It makes everything so complicated. Even if it is for a good reason.
I was sitting in Biology class on Friday thinking this when Isaac interrupted my train of thought. Isaac and I were becoming good friends. It was nice to have a normal human friend with normal human problems.
“Are you okay? You seem kind of distracted.” He asked leaning in close to me.
“I’m fine just stressing about the project.” I lied. Great, here I go with lying. But I definitely couldn’t tell him about vampires. He nodded as if that explained everything.
Ms. Cappet had assigned each table a project. We had to work with the person sitting next to us. I was thankful once again this week that I sat beside Isaac. I didn’t know anybody else to work with. Plus, Isaac really understood biology. Unlike me, I understand absolutely nothing about Biology but I was trying to learn. The project Ms. Cappet assigned to Isaac and me was on evolution. Isaac seemed ecstatic about this. He said evolution would be an easier concept for me to grasp. I hoped he was right because I didn’t want him to have to do the entire project himself due to my lack of Biology abilities.
I looked at the clock. Five minutes left until the end of class.
As if reading my mind Ms. Cappet said, “Class take the last five minutes to talk amongst your selves. Oh! And don’t forget about your project over the weekend.”
Isaac turned his body to face me. “So, any extraordinary plans this weekend with your beau?”
“No, he and his family are leaving for a short trip this weekend. So, I’m all alone.”
“Maybe we could start the project this weekend. I could come over to your house?”
I smiled. That certainly would make the weekend a little more bearable and less stressful. “That would be great.” I said.
“Cool. What time do you want me to come over?”
“I don’t care. When is it better for you?”
“Is twelve o’ clock okay? I have to rehearse with my band at three so we could work till then.”
“That sounds great,” I said just as the bell rang to dismiss us.
As per usual Jonathon was waiting outside the door for me. He was wearing a navy blue sweater and jeans. He looked perfect but he could wear a sack and look perfect in it.
“Bye Isaac. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I called over my shoulder.
“Yeah see ya.” He said as I grabbed Jonathon’s hand.
Even though most people ignored the Pulmer’s they all seemed to stare at Jonathon and me as we walked by. But if I didn’t know the Pulmer’s I would probably be intimidated by them too.
“Why are you going to see him tomorrow?” He asked.
“Because we have a biology project to work on. Why are you jealous?”
“No, of course not. Just curious as to what you’re going to do this weekend.”
“I hate to disappoint you but I can live without you,” I said. He looked down and grinned at me.
“Not likely,” he said opening the classroom door for me. The closing of the door signaled the end of our conversation.
The rest of the day went on as boring as the week had. But that wasn’t a surprise.
I waved goodbye to Isaac in the parking lot. “See you tomorrow at twelve.” He said waving.
“Yep, I’ll see you then,” I replied.
Jonathon opened the car door for me ever the gentleman. It was nice having him care about me this way. It wasn’t like he was trying to impress me it was just the way he was raised. “Thank you,” I said.
“Yes, my lady.” He said with a grin and a tip of his head.
He got in the car and started it. He eased out of his parking space and into the exit line, driving at a normal speed. It was weird for him to be driving so slowly. I had gotten used to him driving so fast that everything else blurred around us.
I took a deep breath getting ready to broach the question that had been stirring in my mind all day. I cleared my throat.
“Um. . . Do you . . . think that I could maybe, I don’t stay at my house while you’re gone?” I asked hurriedly.
“Why?” He asked turning and giving me a confused look.
“Well it would be a lot less house to have to myself and what with Isaac coming over I don’t think it would look to good to have him come to your house with no one home.”
He thought it over for about three seconds. “You’re right, like always. I’ll discuss it with Patrick and see if he thinks it would be okay.”
“Alright,” I said leaning my head back against the headrest. I felt like relief was radiating through my pores. Maybe whoever was leaving the notes wouldn’t find me at my mom’s house. Well, if they’re a vampire they would definitely find me. Ugh, I hadn’t thought about that fact. I guess I wasn’t really safe anywhere.
I knew that I should ask Jonathon to stay but I didn’t want to worry him. I was so stupid. If he went whoever this was might decide to kill me. If that’s what they’re aiming for. Great, I can’t win for losing.
We were quite the rest of the short ride back home. How easily I had begun to think of his house as home. It was surprising.
Jonathon pulled into the driveway. There was a car in the driveway I had never seen. Studying it closer I realized it was a BMW X6. It was a dark blue.
“Is someone visiting?” I asked.
“No,” Jonathon chuckled. “You didn’t think I’d leave you without a car this weekend, did you?” He asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I never thought about it.”
The BMW was beautiful. It had a sleek timeless look about it.
“My mom’s Range Rover should have already arrived I can drive that,” I said.
“Indeed it has but just humor me.”
“Why?” I asked pushing further.
“Because I want to know you’re safe. I had this BMW specifically modified for you, for when I’m gone.”
“Two questi
ons. What kind of modifications? And how could you have had it modified in less than two weeks?”
“By modified I mean that not even a tank could take this baby out. It is loaded with protective armor. To answer your second question let’s just say I have connections.”
I rolled my eyes, my arms crossed over my chest. “And by these connections you mean a vampire mechanic.” I said matter of fact.
He smirked. “You catch on fast.”
I got out of the mustang, bag over my shoulder, Jonathon holding open the car door. I walked over to the BMW X6.
I ran my hand along the contours of the car. It was sleek and shiny. I hit my fist lightly against it, just testing to see if Jonathon was serious.
“Ow,” I said cupping my fist in my hand. Jonathon chuckled.
“I told you so, principessa,” He said.
I sighed; he had told me I just hadn’t believed him. But the question was what did he expect? An atomic bomb to hit me while he’s gone? Or did he know about my visitor? Gosh, I hoped not.
“Do you like it?” He said shyly.
“Of course! It’s beautiful but completely unnecessary. But I won’t complain.” I said trying to please him; I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I was extremely uncomfortable excepting such an expensive gift but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I really did love it but how could I accept such an expensive gift; oh and I can’t forget the expensive modifications. I let out another sigh.
“I’m really glad you love it and please, please don’t worry about the price. I know you will but it really isn’t a problem.”
“Okay,” I sighed even though it was. I may come from money but not Jonathon’s kind of money. I would never be able to give him such a nice gift. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about how much money he has spent on me in the past two weeks. “It’s great, really,” I added more to reassure myself more than Jonathon.
“I’m glad you like it,” He said sounding more confident. He took my bag in his right hand and draped his left arm around my shoulders as we headed up the steps to the front door.
The next morning I awoke with a start. Jonathon, his family, and my mom were leaving today. I’d be all alone. I remembered back to the note I had received last night.
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