CHAPTER 1
Present Day
You know the old wives tale that your ears get hot when someone is talking about you?
Well, Faith’s ears felt like they were on fire.
Her dad was yelling at her mum again about her, and she was listening in through the walls.
“I don’t even know why you kept her for all these years. She’s a little brat and nothing more than a pain in my ass.”
Of course, this was no-where near the truth. Faith got straight A’s in school and never said a bad word to her parents. Sometimes she wondered if she was even related to them. Gabe’s hair was a flaming orange. Mary’s was white-blonde and as straight as a toothpick. But Faith, her hair was jet black and wavy. From what she’d seen of the family photos of Gabe and Mary, no-one else had black hair. When the shouting from the kitchen stopped, Mary stormed in and threw Faith’s backpack at her feet.
“Get to school.”
Faith cringed at Mary’s harsh tone. She was usually very caring and sweet towards Faith, but the arguments with Gabe always seemed to put her in a bad mood.
Reluctantly, Faith picked up her bag and walked out the front door. She didn’t want to go to school. She hated it. The only consolidation was that she didn’t get hit at school like she did at home. But when she finally arrived at school, she was bombarded with the usual taunts that greeted her everyday.
“Stay away from the AIDS person!” Aaron Byron shouted.
“Get lost, you freak!” Cyndi Allison yelled.
Faith ignored it as she walked through the car park. She’d had a friend a few years ago, and she’d asked her why it was that people treated her the way they did. Jasmine had shrugged and said “You’re different.” Eventually Jasmine had joined in with the rest of the crowd in teasing her. Faith didn’t want to be different. She wanted to fit in. Somewhere. Anywhere. She got the feeling someone was staring at her back, so she turned around to see who was talking about her this time. She saw a pretty girl about her age staring at her with wide eyes. The girl nudged the guy standing next to her and whispered in his ear. When he looked up at Faith and started to smile, she turned around before the couple could see her eyes well up with tears. No need to let them know that they get to her. Before the tears spilled over, she ran to the girls’ bathroom and cried. She’d never fit in. She’d always be different.
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Caitlin nudged her very attractive vampire mate, Leon. With his black hair and totally ripped body, Leon could make any girl – human or vampire – pant after him.
“Do you see the girl over there, with the green eyes,” she whispered in his ear when he leaned down.
Leon looked up and smiled. “She looks like Jack in girls’ clothes and a wig.”
Caitlin elbowed him in the stomach. “Don’t say things like that. Besides, Jack isn’t that pretty, or innocent.”
Jack was their vampire coven leader, and a head royal. He was extremely handsome – despite what Caitlin said – and was as tough as nails.
Before the girl turned and practically ran away, Leon studied her features. She was skinny, but had curves in all the right places, and her black hair hung past the middle of her back.
“You don’t think she could be, you know, the Lost Light, do you?” he asked.
“Shh,” Caitlin hushed. “We aren’t supposed to talk about that.”
Leon’s mouth drifted downward in a frown, Caitlin immediately regretted being harsh with him. He looked like a teenaged biker, but he was really as soft as a teddy bear. “Call Jack and tell him about the girl,” she said in softer tones. “We’ll talk about it when we’re someplace other people can’t overhear, okay?”
Leon nodded at the same time the bell rang. “C’mon Sweetie, we don’t want to be late on our first day.”
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