Author's Notes: When I came home I didn't even pretend to be hungry. I told Carole that I ate too much at the beach, and she didn't have to cook for me. Of course when Finn heard this he made sure they knew that he was hungry and didn't mind eating my portion as well. I walked upstairs while I heard Carole sigh at the eating habits of her son.

Once I reached my room I locked the door behind me. I took the headphones I got for Christmas from Finn and plugged them in my Ipod, which I put on shuffle. I closed my eyes and tried to let the music calm me, and take my thoughts of things. I put up the volume so loud it was getting rather painful, but I didn't mind because it made it just a little bit harder to think.

I softly sang along to the familiar songs. It reminded me that I hadn't been singing a lot, at least definitely not as much I used to at home. I missed it, but Forks just wasn't a place that made me want to sing like New York did.

I sang along with my Ipod until I eventually fell into a restless sleep.

When I opened my eyes I saw familiar place. Somewhere my conscience was aware of the fact that I was dreaming. I recognized a green glow that belonged to the forest, heard the waves crashing against the rocks and I smelled the dirt. It was dark wherever I was, something told me that I had to follow the sound of the sea, because then I would be able to find the sunlight. But when I tried to walk towards the direction of the sea a hand stopped me. It was Allan, he was grabbing me by the hand to pull me in the opposite direction.

"Allan, what's wrong?" I asked. I had never seen his face with so much fear, he was still pulling me away from the light. But it was annoying me, I wanted to go to the light.

"Run, Kurt, you have to run!"he whispered, sounding terrified.

"This way, Kurt!" I heard Chad's voice, standing next to Ben. Both also looking extremely terrified.

"Why?" I asked, still not letting Allan pull me away, back into the darkness. Suddenly he screamed, and he fell, shaking to the dark, swampy ground. He was squirming on the ground, I shrieked, I had no idea what was happening.

"Allan!" I screamed. But he disappeared. In stead of him stood a big, rusty colored wolf with black eyes. The wolf wasn't looking at me as I expected it to, instead he was looking towards the light. The hair on his shoulders standing up, and a low growl escaped his bare teeth.

"Kurt, run!" Ben yelled this time. But I couldn't move, I was in shock. The bright light was moving towards me. I had been wrong, so wrong, it hadn't been the sun, it was a person. And then Blaine stepped from between the trees, his skin glowing lightly, his eyes black and dangerous. He raised his hand and moved his finger, as a gesture for me to come to him. The wolf let out a louder growl.

I looked at the scene, my heart beating fast, Chad and Ben seemed to have disappeared. The wolf was standing by my feet now, still growling at Blaine.

I took a step in Blaine's direction, looking at the wolf from the corner of my eye. But then Blaine smiled, his teeth were sharp and pointy. "Trust me," he purred. I took another step, not even doubting one second whether I should trust him. But apparently that was the wrong move because the wolf over the few feet remaining between Blaine and me. I reached out my hand to take his but then I saw to where the wolf was aiming, Blaine's throat.

"No!" I screamed and sat up straight in my bed. Because of my sudden movement my Ipod fell on the ground, the headphones still around my neck. The light in my room was still burning brightly, I cringed when I saw that I was still wearing my clothes and even shoes. I sleepily looked at my alarm clock, I saw it was only five thirty in the morning.

I groaned, rolling on my stomach and trying to get one of my designer boots off. When both of my boots were off I fell back into the pillows, closing my eyes. I sighed when I realized there was no way I was going to sleep in these clothes, they were way to expensive for that. Stumbling I changed into my pajamas. I cringed at the thought that I had skipped my night skin regime, well it was too late now anyway. I crawled back in bed, burying myself under the soft blankets and closed my eyes.

But after a while my conscience was screaming to show me the images I had tried so hard to ban out of my mind. Eventually I gave up on sleeping and threw the blankets of me, stepping out of the warm bed.

I tried desperately to procrastinate what my mind was telling me to do. I took a long shower and did an extra long skin care, since I didn't do it last night anyway.

When I walked back into my room I saw only an hour had passed. I sighed, knowing I could no longer avoid it. I walked over to my desk and pushed the on button on my laptop. The internet connection here was terrible and extremely slow so I decided to eat breakfast first.

I made sure not to rush, I chewed slowly and when I was done eating I made sure the plate I used didn't have one single spot on it. With heavy legs I climbed up the stairs. I was glad to see that my laptop decided to work today, even though it was a pain to open the internet since there were always way too much pop-ups. Once I was done with clicking away all the little screens I finally found what I was looking for, Google. I questioned my sanity a few seconds before typing in the word 'vampire' in the search bar.

It seemed my laptop to take ages before the results showed, it was really frustrating. The most of the sites I found were about movies, books or comics. Eventually I found a little more promising site: Vampire A-Z. I clicked on the link and waited impatiently until it finally appeared on my screen, -someone seriously had to do something about the internet access around here-. It was a very simple site with a plain white background and standard black Arial letters. There were two quotes on the homepage.

"Throughout the vast shadowy world of ghosts and demons there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dreaded and abhorred, yet dight with such fearful fascination, as the vampire, who is himself neither ghost nor demon, but yet who partakes the dark natures and possesses the mysterious and terrible qualities of both."- Ds. Montague Summers

"If there is in this world a well-attested account, it is that of the vampires. Nothing is lacking:

official reports, affidavits of well-known people, of surgeons, of priests, of magistrates; the judicial proof is most complete. And with all that, who is there who believes in vampires?- Rousseau

The sidebars of the website contained the names of various types of vampires across the entire world. While I was clicking the first one that caught my eye, I was starting to question what I was doing. I was looking for vampire myths on a website because I thought one of my friends - who I still couldn't entirely call friend – might be a vampire..

I shook my head and decided I might as well look, to ensure my conscious that it was indeed crazy and that this would only turn out to be an embarrassing moment I would never admit to anyone. But there was a small voice in my head that was still asking questions, wondering if it actually was that crazy.

I read the name I had clicked on, the Danag, a Filipino vampire supposedly responsible for planting taro on the islands a long time ago. It also said that the Danag worked with humans for a long time, but that their co-operation ended when one of the females cut her finger and the Danag smelled the blood and licked it of her finger. It appeared that the taste of the fresh blood made him so wild that he sucked all the blood out of the females body.

I grimaced at the idea of drinking blood, and tried to shake the thought of a pale female lying on the ground while the Danag sucked all the blood out of her body. I also heavily tried to avoid the thought of Blaine's face on the figure.

I read more of the descriptions, trying to find any resemblance, any signs that I thought could match the legend or things I knew about Blaine. Which was -how surprising- not much.

After a reading for quite while and discovering that most of the myths centered around beautiful women as demons and children as victims, I only found three descriptions that kind of got my attention. There was the Romanian Varacolaci, a powerful undead being who could appear as a beautiful, pale-skinned human. The Slovak Nelapsi, a creature so strong and fast it could massacre an entire village in the single hour after midnight and one other, The Stregoni benefici.

There was only one thing about this one that caught my eye. "Stregoni benifici: An Italian vampire, said to be on the side of goodness, and a mortal enemy of all evil vampires.

I didn't exactly know why, but after reading all those terrible and horrible myths about vampires killing everyone who came near them, this one sentence seemed to relieve me. Even though it was a single line that told me that not all vampires were pure evil..

Overall there were only a few things that seemed something like Allan's stories or my own observations. While reading I had made a few notes from things I could possibly connect to Blaine; a pale skin, speed, enemies of the werewolf, cold skin, eyes that seemed to change colors and last but definitely not least extraordinary beauty.

There was only one more that got my attention, immortality, it seemed very unlikely that something like that would be be possible... But then again I was the one who was googling vampires so that shouldn't exactly surprise me. I tried to think if there was something that showed he could be immortal. My heart started to pound a little faster when I remembered that his language sounds very ancient sometimes, like he just stepped out of another century. Then there was the fact that he risked his life to save me from Karofsky who had a knife for crying out loud..

I realized I was getting a little bit too caught up in this, I mean weren't vampires also known for sleeping in coffins and burning as soon as they stepped into daylight? I sighed, what was I even doing? Trying to find out if the guy I crushed on - I mean disliked..- could possibly be a vampire?

Excuse me, knock knock reality?!

I quickly closed my computer but made sure to delete my browser-history, I didn't want anyone to ever find out this village was bringing me down with it's weirdness.

I walked downstairs, ignoring Finn's loud yawning because it was apparently 'so early' at 1 o'clock. I put on my dads coat, yes it looked awful but I didn't want my expensive designer coats to get dirty because I had no idea where I was going and I didn't want to take any risks. I eventually decided to take a short walk into the forest, hoping the oxygen would clear my brain a little. But as soon as the green glow met my vision I knew I was stupid for coming here.

With a sigh I gave up and sat down on a fallen tree, making sure my dads coat protected my pants from getting dirty. I tried to listen to the chirping of the birds, the wind carrying fallen leaves from the trees and the soft ticking sound of rain far above my head. But after a few minutes all my thoughts just came back to me, but it all seemed a little bit more likely now, like maybe, just maybe I wasn't completely crazy.

I decided to think about it a little more, focusing on the two most obvious questions. Was I going to believe what Allan told me about the Andersons? As soon as I asked myself my conscience already had an answer for me, no. But then why had I spend my entire morning trying to find any comparisons between vampires and Blaine? And most definitely why did they actually fit him..

I went through the list I had made in my head, all the matching signs.. And the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to click. He didn't go to biology the day we tested blood groups, he had saved me from Karofsky, coming out of nowhere and then when I invited him to come along to the beach..

There was one thing I couldn't place, he said he could easily know what people were thinking? Well except for me, but I didn't read anything about vampires being able to see through people or read minds or something..

I shook my head, I didn't know much for sure anymore. Could the Andersons actually be.. vampires? What I did know was that Blaine was special, that was sure. Whether he was my superhero theory or Allan's cold creatures theory, Blaine was more than just a simple human being.

I tried to let myself get used to the idea of Blaine just being different, of course I had always had a feeling around him, that he was more than just a normal person but something like this was.. different.

But what if he really was a.. vampire? I couldn't just ask him, 'Hey Blaine how are you? Hey listen you wouldn't actually happen to be a vampire right?' And talking to somebody else about it was also out of the question. Even I wasn't sure whether to believe it, let alone someone else who had to hear it from me. No, I would just keep this to myself, no one else needed to know.

But the second question, should I listen to Blaine, follow his advice? Should I avoid him like the plaque and never speak to him again? Pretend like I truly disliked him during Biology, never sit with him again during lunch and tell him to really leave me alone this time..

But even the thought of erasing Blaine out of my life seemed hard, it actually hurt. It made me feel scared and a little dizzy.

I thought of our times together, the times where I actually would have loved to hit him but also the times where he made my heart pound just a little bit too hard, where he made me blush with the things he said and how he had saved me..

I felt a strong feeling of finally knowing what I would chose, even that was ever even an option.. Because it didn't feel like I could ever make myself think otherwise.

No, it wasn't hard to erase Blaine out of my life... it was impossible.

(part 2)

When I came back it was only 12 pm. A sleepy looking Finn walked down the stairs when I entered through the door. He mumbled something that sounded like 'morning', I rolled my eyes and suppressed the need to tell him 12 pm was not exactly morning like normal people experienced it.

The rest of the day I didn't really do much, I listened to so me music (and sang along), I worked on my homework a little and helped Carol with dinner. I tried not to let my mind wonder of to Blaine and succeeded a couple of times. I was very sure about my decision, no doubt about that. But I was a little nervous about telling Blaine my answer, or just letting him notice. I didn't really know how I was going to handle it, there were no logical rules in this situation, it wasn't like someone wrote a book about it. - how to tell your friend you trust him, even though he's a vampire- yeah right.

That night was very peaceful, there was no tormenting dream or waking up screaming. When I woke up was happy to see the friendly yellow glow of the sun shining through my window. I opened it see notice two things, one that there were only a few fluffy clouds in the blue sky and second that my previously squeaky window now opened smoothly. I sighed in relief as a warm breeze stroked my cheek, this day was going to be all right.

On my way outside I took my raincoat, trusting the sun in Forks was like trusting Jeff and Nick when they had their sneaky grins on their faces. When I arrived I noticed that I was early again, this time I parked my truck close to to he entrance, not wanting another encounter with Karofsky and his friends. I decided to enjoy the sun and sit outside at the barely picnic-tables, south from the cafeteria. "Kurt!", I heard my name being called. I looked up to see Nick and Jeff sitting at one of the tables, I decided it would be best if I joined them since I saw one of Karofsky's friends sitting nearby.

I sat down and leaned against the table, closing my eyes and enjoying the warm feeling of the sun on my skin. "Well someone looks happy today", Nick commented. "Well the sun is reminding me that it still exists, so yes" I answered. "So what did you do yesterday, Kurtsie?" Jeff asked. "Not much, just been working on my essay" I didn't feel the need to add that I had also been singing a lot too. Nobody really knew I liked to sing, only Mercedes knew but she had never actually heard me sing. Back in New York I wouldn't have passed any chance to sing, but I just wasn't sure that would be as appreciated here. I remembered that I had several videos of me singing online, I suddenly hoped none of the people here would ever find those...

I closed my eyes again as I heard Jeff and Nick gasp at each other as they 'suddenly' remembered the essay, they started talking rapidly and it ended up with me promising I would help them if they still weren't done by tomorrow.

In Math class Mercedes couldn't stop talking about our shopping trip tomorrow night, I was going to help her and Tina pick a dress for the dance. I was happy that I'd get to see something else but Forks, of course I was happy anyway since I loved commenting on clothes. Mercedes told me that Tina had said yes to the guy who asked her, I believe his name was Mike Chang, and that she and Sam had already been on a date before the dance last night. I was happy for her, she deserved a nice guy.

During Spanish is actually listened to Mercedes and Tina gossip about their dates, the dance and tomorrow night. I didn't really feel the need to join them, after lunch I would have Biology class and I wondered if Blaine would be there. The thought of him being there made me nervous since I still had no idea how to approach the fact that I had actually made a choice.

Lunch was no different, everybody was excited about the dance and frequently someone would comment about the nice weather. I had looked up hopefully to the table where the Andersons usually sat, but it was completely empty I had quickly scanned the entire cafeteria but none of them were there.. An uneasy feeling settled in my stomach, I felt lonely and a little bit panicked.

I stood up and I was about to walk towards Biology class when I noticed a little note in my bag, I raised my eyebrows, I sure hadn't been there before.. I checked if no one was looking at me, -they weren't-, I read the short note: "You look good today, Kurt ;) x" I immediately felt a blush creeping on my cheeks I looked around again. This time looking for someone who could have written the note, but no one seemed out of place or suspicious.

When I came in Biology I was already late, yet my table was still empty. I sighed, I realized I had still hoped that he would actually be in class, even though he wasn't there at lunch. I sat alone, thinking about Blaine and the mysterious note. It sure wasn't from Blaine, that was for sure - even though the thought did make my stomach flip-. After a while I decided it was either a prank from Nick and Jeff or a funny attempt from Mercedes and Tina.

During P.E I decided to ask them, but their answer was kind of unsettling, none of them had any idea what I was talking about. At first I didn't believe them -of course- but after threatening Jeff and Nick with my bitchy glare they still looked so innocent, - well as innocent as Jeff and Nick could look anyway-. I didn't know what to do with this so I thought it would be for the best to just let it rest.

But when I walked back to the locker room, another note was waiting for me on my neatly folded clothes. "Wear something cute to our date xxx". Our date? what..?! I was starting to get a little bit scared since I had no idea who the secret writer was but he did have plans to meet me.. I quickly changed into my clothes, making sure Nick nor Jeff saw the new note.

That evening I reminded Burt and Carole that I was going to Port Angeles tomorrow, Carole seemed very happy that I had something fun to do around here for once. Burt just tried to keep up with why I would actually want that and Finn, well Finn was just eating like cavemen as usual, not really interested in my shopping plans.

The next day wasn't very different, it was actually still sunny and that delighted me because it gave me a chance of wearing my less warm designer clothes. I took a little longer in the morning and I was actually running a little late, I told myself it was because I had spent so much time picking out my clothes but I knew I did it on purpose. I drove around the parking lot, trying to see if I could see the silver volvo which belonged to the Andersons but it clearly wasn't there. I ran to my English class and tried to look put together when I entered the classroom.

At lunch I had once again hoped that the Andersons would be there, but it seemed that my hope was, once again, let down. I told myself that it was no use hoping Blaine would be in Biology but there was still disappointment when he wasn't. P.E went by quickly and I was glad I could finally go home.

When I walked towards my car I noticed something white pinned on the front window of my car, another note. I froze for a few seconds, I hadn't really thought of the notes anymore. I had kind of assumed they would stop.. I picked up the note with shaking hands, my stomach dropping when I read the one little sentence :"I'll see you tonight x". I felt sick, who was this person? And did he/she know where I lived? I got in my car as quickly as possible and locked the door once I was inside.

When I got home I took a shower to rinse of the terrible feeling, it didn't do much but at least I got some distraction. I tried to act normal around Finn but he didn't seem to notice anything even though every little thing made me look up in suspicion.

I tried to focus on my homework but it seemed harder than usual, eventually I gave up and decided to check my email. I had a few new emails from my mom, asking me about Forks, school, boys and writing about Broadway. It made me smile to read that she was doing so well, it made me feel like I had made the right decision by going here. I wrote her back, telling her about my friends, Port Angeles and the weather. I didn't tell her about Blaine though, I wasn't sure what to tell her, plus I felt so stupid when it came to Blaine that it was probably better if I just didn't tell anyone.

I jumped up when someone knocked on my door, my heart speeding up a little. It was Finn, asking me if he could borrow my homework. After I had kicked him out of my room telling him no it wasn't okay to just assume he could copy my homework after he had refused my help, I almost jumped up again when my phones ringtone went off.

It was Mercedes texting me about tonight, I suddenly felt a little relieved, it reminded me that we were going to Port Angeles. The secret writer couldn't know that, right? And if he did it could only be one of my close friends so that would mean it was a prank.. Maybe one of Finns friends? I didn't know but I felt a little bit better at the thought that it might not be someone creepy..