A groan escaped my lips and sat down for some annoying reason I felt more irritated than ever. As hard as I try I couldn't remember last night. It's unlike me to get so drunk and forget the previous night completely.

To make matter's worse, I have a fucking migraine. I never get those. I have a fantastic immune system. My body is screaming for food. Another first. Eventually, I force my body to get up from the bed and made my way to the window to open the curtain so there would be more light into the bedroom.

I didn't live in a good neighborhood. One reason I choose this apartment complex was that it was really, really cheap to live here. It cost me five hundred dollars. The rent here was usually seven hundred, but when I was forced to find my own place the owner felt pity for me and let me stay for free until I could find a job...

When I turned sixteen, he told me. I either had to move out or pay rent. So I started using the money I had stashed away. Eventually, I would have to find a human job besides hunting, but that was another problem for the future. Right now I had bigger problems, which were why was the sun burning and bothering me. I had to close the curtain right back up.

I leaned against the wall, my mood going down to hell. It wasn't normal, that the sun bothered me. First, I never drank enough to forget things, I did once and regretted it not because of a hungover, because it only lasted a few seconds but because I found a stranger on my bed and I didn't like letting my guard down that way. If I brought someone here... They would need to leave after having fun. The only explanation I had for my symptoms was that a vampire had managed to erase me.

I walked to the kitchen and open the fridge staring at it, there was not much food to choose from. I took the almost empty carton of milk and check the expiration date. It was still good so I gulped it down, then grab an apple and ate it fast.

I took off my clothes, letting it fall to the floor. I walked towards my bathroom and turned the shower on. I got in fast, making my morning shower today cold.

My outfit today was skinny jeans, a tank top that showed my belly button and black boots. Light makeup was on my face then grab my backpack and car keys.

I drove to school and walked towards my class today, which was culinary arts. I had that one today and tomorrow. The classroom had all women and no guys. The teacher's voice interrupted us as we were getting ready for our assignment today to introduce us, a new student.

The teacher pointed towards an empty seat next to me. She knew damn well not to give me a fucking partner or to sit anyone next to me. A small rational part of me told me the teacher had no other choice. But the stubborn part of me didn't give a fuck.

The guy was wearing blue jeans, with nice dress shoes, he was wearing a black tank top with a leather jacket. He had long light brown hair pulled back into a nice tight ponytail. The guy looked towards where the teacher pointed which was me and smile a polite smile, and I glared in return to his smile.

Today we were making a cake for a grade. I always got a C on those because the teacher kept trying to tell me what the perfect cake would taste like. I did not like my cake to be sweet, that didn't mean the teacher stop trying to get me to follow rules.

The girls in the classroom watch the guy walk all the way towards me. They all had that awestruck look on their faces as if this guy was a fucking god. He stood in front of me with the smile still plastered on his face I kept staring at the girls. They all turned their looks towards me, and the smile and flirtiness on their faces changed to hate and envy. And I smiled at each one of them with a smug smile. I would exchange this asshole with one of them soon enough.

"My name is Nathan," the guy said. I threw the flour into the bowl harshly and glared at him.

"Did I fucking asked you?" He smiled sweetly at me and ignored my outburst completely. He started getting the stuff for the cake, without bothering to ask me what type of cake I was making. It was common courtesy to ask since he was the new student here. If he kept this smug attitude-

I closed my eyes for a quick moment and took a deep breath, then went back to working on my batter, trying to ignore him.

"I'm your partner for the semester, knowing our names are on the first basic." He murmured. Not giving up.

"I'm Zoey," I said curtly. I couldn't understand myself-today. Being a bitch was my everyday type of thing, but today I was being extra, this guy was not only human, but he was hot, usually, I would go with his flirtiness for a nightstand...

But from the very beginning, this guy annoyed. "Why don't we switch partners?" He burst out laughing, his whole body rocked with the reaction and he looked down at me as he laughed.

He filled a cup with milk, eyeing it for a quick second. "No," He said answering my question. "I like you." I pursed my lips at him and grabbed the measuring cup from his hand, pouring it along with other ingredients and whisked them together. This jackass went to the table where I stashed the ingredients I have already used and grabbed the sugar. I stopped whisking the ingredients and glared at him.

"More sugar would make it too sweet for my taste," I murmured at him. You would think, he would listen.

"Needs a little more of sugar," he stated stubbornly with a charming smile as if that stupid smile alone would make me change my ways.

"How the hell would you know? First, you're a guy." He gave me a smug smile that said I was stereotyping, and I did not give a fuck. He was messing with my CAKE. "Second. You are eyeing it-" The teacher walked to my table, put on a glove and put in a pinky into the mixture and tasted.

"Needs two more spoon of sugar." She said matter of fact and kept walking. I stared at Nathan with the glare from earlier and he had a smug smile on now. I took the bag of sugar from his hands about to drop sugar using my eyes. Nathan took the bag of sugar from my hands frowning at me.

"The teacher is right." The smug smile still on his face. "Only two spoon." That did it. Enough with him telling me what to do. I grabbed the bowl which was all liquid almost ready for the oven and pour it over his head covering him with cake mixture.

He shook his head angrily at me and some of the batter scattered all around us, even me. His hands ball up into a fist and he turned towards me throwing daggers my way. He was about to say something to me when the teacher spoke.

"Zoey Lehane! Get out of my class this instant!" An annoyed grunt escapes my lips, I grabbed my backpack and storm out.

The teacher apologizes to Nathan about my behavior. I stormed all the way to the parking lot angrily. I threw the backpack against the car door angrily making a dent on my baby.

I heard the teacher apologize for my behavior as I closed the door. I stormed all the way to the parking lot angrily. I threw the backpack against the car door angrily making a dent to my poor baby then started kicking the car angrily. Letting a yell of rage. What the fuck is wrong with me today? Why was so angry with the poor guy? I didn't even know him for fuck sakes!

"You got problems with your temper don't you?" I turned fist ready to kick his ass. By the time I storm all the way to my car, and threw the small tantrum, he had time to clean up, and change clothes. How can this asshole manage to look even more handsome than before?

"What the hell do you want now?!"

"To apologize for angering you." That threw me off. I was the one being a bitch here, and we both knew it. Yet he was being the bigger person and apologize. When it was clear, he didn't have to.

"Shouldn't I be the one apologizing?" He raised an eyebrow with a small smile.

"Should you?" I pursed my lips and took a deep breath and nodded towards him.

"Yes... I overreacted."

"Is ok... I was being a jerk." He said amused.

"Were you?" He nodded first then answer.

"I was." I sigh and laid back on my car. "Want to grab something to eat?"

"No."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"No, and if I was, I wouldn't eat with you."

"Why not?"

"I don't go out with guys," I said that statement too fast. The statement was true but it was incomplete... I didn't say the part that I only have sex with them.

"Are you lesbian?" My glared was back, not because I was offended but because he asked in a negative tone. What if I was? It wasn't any of his fucking business.

"No, I'm not." I snap at him. "I don't trust men... It would take a lot from you to get me to go out on a date with you." I grimaced at the thought.

"How? If you won't let me near." I shrugged.

"That's their problem." He smiles, and it wasn't a force one. It was genuine.

"Don't lose that Zoey." He whispered all of the sudden.

"Lose what?" I turned to stare at him with curiosity.

"Your fight. Keep that spirit, that's so annoying." He chuckled again and the smile in the face now was forced. 

I annoyed this guy the exact way he annoyed me... Yet he liked the way I was...

"You just met me, how would you know my spirit?"

"You are not that hard to decipher Zoey... We just met and in five minutes you annoyed the hell out of me." I wanted to glare at him, I really did. But his statement made me smile. I was a bitch... I knew that from earlier in my life. His eyebrows shot up high and he stared at me in disbelieve smiling more genuinely at me. I like this smile, it was honest carefree. It lights up his whole face. Making his features even more handsome...

"Enjoy it while it last... I don't give those often." I murmured. He chuckles and leaned in the car next to me.

"I'm glad, I got it." He said too fast for me to believe he was being honest. He was back to business mode. "What do you say?" I stared at him. "If you won't eat with me because I haven't earned it yet... How about coffee?" He smiled and I swore it made him look innocent. I bit my lowered lip. It has been months since I last... I was being too uptight. Maybe it was time for a release...

"Fine. Coffee."

"YES! A yes from Zoey Lehane." I glared at him.

"How do you know my last name?" I asked suspiciously.

"The teacher did a student check, and even though she marked you absent and knew she threw you out, she called your whole name."

"Oh..." I went to the driver side of my car getting in. He got in the passenger side. I droved us to a nearby Starbucks and parked. I walked with him to do the line...

"Go, sit down. My treat."

"Do you know what I want?" I said raising an eyebrow. He smirks.

"I'll surprise you." I laughed and sat down.

Both of our cups were covered. So I didn't know what he got... I took a taste of mine and was fascinated to find out it was white mocha. I stared at him in disbelieve.

"I got it wrong didn't I?" He asked looking disappointed. But somehow I thought he was faking his disappointment.

"No, you got it right..." Nathan started to talk to me and I just listen. He was orphan from an early age. Ever since he lost his parents he's been trying to be someone to prove to them, he could be someone. He looked honest as he talked to me about his parents.

He was 23 years old, 5 years older than me. He seems sincere but something was off in his stories, I told him a little about me. Just the usual, what I was studying in the college, I didn't have time at night because I worked out and study... My studied consist of hunting, but he didn't need to know that.

"What about you're parents, they must be really proud of you...?" I wince and took a deep breath pushing down the pain.

"My parents were killed by serial killers... After that my destiny was set," I murmured sadly.

"And what is your destiny miss Lehane?" He murmured right back staring into my eyes, but I felt like he was staring into my soul as he waited for the answer... His gaze on me is so intense that I feel compelled to answer honestly.

"To find the killers, kill them... then die at the hands of the monster's I hunt..." The word hunt just slipped my mouth. I should of say then die in the hands of those who killed my parents. It was out now...

"Now you sound like a serial killer too." He said looking serious.

"Is it bad to kill monsters?"

"Killing is killing." I rolled my eyes and drank more coffee. "Why don't you try to find love?" He asks all of the sudden, staring into my eyes as if trying to reach my soul once again. His green eyes stared at me with pure curiosity they almost seem grey today as the sun shone on them. They draw me in for a quick second. Then I rolled my eyes at him again breaking the spell. He was turning things romantically. He was supposed to be older than me and talking about love was childish and stupid.

"I don't believe in love," I told him honestly.

"How can you not believe in something you never had?"

"I had something I thought was love once..." I said only. I did not want to go down that memory lane...

"I thought you dedicated your life to killing monsters." I frown. From the little I said, he knew I hunted at night...

"I stopped once," I murmured already tired of this conversation.

"You did?" He said clearly interested in me now.

"Yes... He cheated on me. I left him. End of story."

"Did you kill him?" I burst out laughing spilling a little bit of coffee I managed to drink. I did not believe in killing human... And the guy that reached my heart once was just that human...

"You really think I'm a serial killer don't you?" He just shrugged. "No. I just left him and move on with my life." I looked at my watch purposely. He was turning things into a subject I hated.

"My time is up?" He guessed.

"Yes," I said curtly and started to stand up.

"Could we do this again tomorrow? Mabe have lunch?"

"No."

"Please." He said giving me puppy dog eyes. Making his green eyes alluring for a quick second, it was short though...

"Those eyes won't work with me." He pouted. I started to walk away. "No," I said finally.

"Come on. You lasted 30 minutes with me. You must like something about me."I stopped and purposely roamed his whole body memorizing it. His shirt was so tight I could almost make out the muscles. I looked up from his abs to his green eyes making sure he knew my true intentions. I stared at him with pure amusement.

"You want to have a date with me?" I put on my most charming smile. He made a face I did not like and my smiled turned into a frown, he quickly hid the face behind a fake smile.

"Yes." He said it again quick.

"Ok, let's see a movie tonight." He smiled, but it was the forced smile I hated... I glared and started walking away from him.

"Ok. Which movie?" He said fast.

"Twilight," I said still walking away... I giggle, I couldn't help myself, I heard his grunt of frustration. I must admit. I hated that movie myself. But if he was going to fake like me. To have sex with me. I was going to torture him... then maybe if I was still into his body USE him to have sex... I miss having sex.