The song on the side, "Paradise" by Coldplay is going to come in handy at a bit in this chapter!

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I shut my eyes and counted to ten as Laura, Damien and Lucas started singing... For the fifth time today.

"Sam and Evie sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g!!"

"I swear to the holiest of Gods, I will murder you all with my fork unless you shut up. We're adults. Not children." I mumbled as I opened my eyes.

Laura's green eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh, come on we're only playing."

"Lighten up, miss grumpy." Luke nudged me.

I shot him a glare. "You've been singing since Monday. It's now Thursday. Cut it the hell out." I muttered before finishing off my salad.

"Awh, honey. You know we love you. But you're going out with Kate's brother--"

"For the last time, I'm not!"

I'd been dealing with all of this since Monday morning. Sunday, I hadn't really seen them because Michael and I had woken up early and gone straight back to his house to relax. We didn't talk once of Vampires or attacks and haven't since Saturday night. We said we wanted to keep it that way for this week and we have. We practically slept all day Sunday. Well, I did. Michael stayed with me in bed either holding me or just watching me. I did feel slightly self conscious but what could I do? Force him to turn away?

I hadn't seen him since yesterday's lecture and even then we didn't really get a chance to talk. He, thankfully, doesn't pick on me much anymore. We didn't really have question-answer lessons this week, more like a two hour lecture in the Images Theatre.

"Come on," Damien winked.

"I'm telling you the truth." I replied.

I could see Kate walking over from the far side of the cafeteria. I sighed and looked at my watch. Michael was on a break right now I was sure. He usually spent his breaks in his room. Instead of listening to this, I could just join him. Why didn't I think of that in the first place?

I stood up abruptly and they all looked at me with a frown. I smiled at them. "I'm not mad at you guys. Just annoyed." My smile turned into a smirk. "I'm joking. I'm just going to go spend my lunch elsewhere. I'll catch you guys later."

They said their goodbye's with a little tinge of guilt in their voices. I rolled my eyes with a grin and messed up Luke's hair. "I'm not mad."

"Hey! Not the hair." He smiled.

Kate walked over with a wink. "Leaving?"

I nodded with narrowed eyes. "Yes. I'm off to the library. See you soon, Kate."

I'd practically smacked Kate at the back of the head for giving me that drink thing Saturday night. Although it did help, I still didn't appreciate her not telling me until after I drank it.

I walked out of the cafeteria slinging my bag over my shoulder. I was happy that I was going to see Michael; seeing him was always so... Refreshing. As in drinking a glass of water after a hot day out. It was always nice and relaxing. Even our banter's make me happy. It still shows that nothing has changed since finding out about him.

I walked through campus and passed the library to his classroom. His door was only slightly shut so I opened it without making a sound or knocking. A radio on his desk was playing music as he kept his head down marking whatever was in front of him.

I did consider sneaking up behind him and surprising him but I realised that would be impossible. He'd probably sensed someone in the room as soon as the door opened a little.

I tried it anyway making over dramatic tiptoes just in case he turned around. I was stood directly behind him readying my hand to smack him upside the head when I started to get weary. Why hasn't he said anything yet? A vampire would have sensed or smelt me from a mile away!

I paused with my hand in the air and waited a moment. And then I lifted it higher just to see if he moved... Nope.

I swung my hand and wasn't surprised when he caught it with his free hand stood up quickly with a mischievous smirk and backed me against the half closed door. The door shut completely with a click.

"That was horribly planned." His husky deep voice whispered into my ear.

I held back my smile as his head moved directly in front of mine.

"I didn't think you knew I was here." I replied.

He snorted and his hands rested on the door either side of my head trapping me in his emerald green gaze. "Sure."

"I'm serious." I grinned sheepishly.

He dropped his hand to the lock on the door and turned it. I couldn't help the spark of warmth that came along with the sound. Its like my body immediately assumed something more was going to happen. "Well, it's lovely to see you here, Evie." His lips lowered to mine and stopped an inch away. I waited patiently with my eyes half closed when he suddenly said, "Except you shouldn't try to slap a hungry vampire."

My eyes popped open and I leaned my head back to see if he was serious. He chuckled and I sighed in annoyance. "Ha ha, oh so funny."

He pressed his soft lips on mine finally. I sighed with happiness and tangled my fingers into his velvet soft hair. I still haven't had a chance to ask him how he made his hair so amazing. Maybe it came with the vampire description.

He gripped my waist with his large hands and slid them back and forth sometimes pausing to squeeze. His tongue parted my lips dangerously slow. His lips moved against mine slowly, intimately...

His hands bunching my t-shirt as he gripped my waist; our bodies pressed together as if trying to mould into one person...

And then he pulled back. Leaving me dazed, warm and wanting more. I licked my lips and held back my smile when he watched with intent eyes.

"You're making it difficult for me to resume working, Evangeline."

I slid my hands to his cheeks, down his strong chest and around his waist to hug him. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and laughed quietly. "This isn't helping."

"I know. I just... Wanted a hug."

He was silent a moment as he wrapped his arms around me fully and rested his head beside mine. I pulled back first after a moment and pecked his lips. "Okay, Reeves. Get on with your work, I'll just be sitting over here... Doing nothing... Because I'm bored... And I came here for company--"

"Okay, I get it." He walked over to his desk and sat down with a chuckle. "I'll be finished soon, I promise."

I sat on top of one of the desks swinging my legs and humming along to a song playing on the radio. I watched as his face contorted into different emotions as he moved from one paper to another. Sometimes his face went from confused to understanding, other times it was perplexed and disappointed. I've never seen him show that many emotions within such a small amount of time.

After about twenty minutes of marking and a series of unrecognisable songs coming on, a new song I'd been in love with called Paradise by Coldplay started playing. I'd overplayed it a million times and couldn't get enough of it.

I stood up and walked over the radio to turn it up. I leant over his desk and he grinned. "This song again?"

I may have overplayed it in his presence more than a few times. "You love it."

"So you say." He mumbled.

"Take a break, Michael!" I started bouncing around his desk to the intro of the song. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my cheek next to his. "Because I'm about to start dancing and singing and I fully expect you to join me."

"That's a definite no." He said.

"Here come the words..."

"Evie."

"Here they come!!"

I could hear the smile in his voice. "Evie--!"

"When she was just a girl, She expected the world! But it flew away from her reach so she ran away in her sleep," I jumped from his neck and bounced in front of his desk. "And dreamed of Para-para...paradise, para-para...paradise!! Para-para...paradise, every time she closed her eyes!!"

He smiled at me and I walked over to grab his hand and pull. He slowly stood up and I swung his arm from left to right to get him started. I bent my knees as I swung his arm and he let out a laugh. And finally, he grabbed my waist, held my hand in his other hand and started swaying to the music.

I belted out the second verse and listened to him dreadfully join in. I laughed hard. His good looks didn't come with a beautiful singing voice unless of course he was joking. He spun me out and back in dramatically and then let go to do a stupid little mini dance and stopped to sing the chorus along with the "Oh's." I matched his mini dance with my own and listened to his laughter. I thought I was pretty good, not trying to brag or anything.

I wiped my eyes and clutched my stomach from laughter. I squealed when his arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me. I wrapped both my arms and legs around him but continued laughing because he was still trying to sing. When the last chorus hit, we sung it together but I couldn't stop the laughter in between.

He spun me around pretty fast when the guitar solo near the end of the song. He put me down for the end of song and pulled me to his chest to sway lightly. When the song slowed, he held my face in his hands and said, "Is my singing that bad?"

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself. "Unless you're joking, then yeah. It's horrendous." I laughed.

A smirk played on his perfect lips. "Alright, Dimples. I know my singing is wonderful."

"Ha! Whoever told you that is tone deaf."

He brushed his thumbs against my cheekbones. "I think I'm great actually. I'm thinking about going down to America and auditioning for American Idol."

"I don't even think you should attempt." I was about to laugh again but he covered my lips with his for a short sweet kiss.

"Have you got any more classes today?" He mumbled against my lips.

I shook my head causing our lips to brush. "I only came in to study."

"Good. Let's go."

"What about your--?"

"I've almost finished. I can do it tomorrow. Let's... Do something."

I raised a brow and pulled back to look at him. "It's raining."

"...I need some groceries? For you that is. You eat like a trucker. And we can make it fun." He smirked.

"Where can we go so no one recognises either of us?" I moved out of the embrace briefly to sling my bag over my shoulder and walked back into it.

His placed his hands on my shoulders. "There is a Walmart in Squamish?"

"That's what my residence is called. Coincidence?" He chuckled at my sarcasm. "How far is it?"

His eyes shifted from my face to look past me. "Well..."

"Michael."

"An hour and twenty minutes away."

I groaned. "Do we have to be that careful?"

He let go of me to walk over to his desk and pack away the papers he was marking. "It'll be fine. The view that goes along with the trip is amazing. Especially for a city girl like you, eh?" He winked.

I sighed. "What time is it?"

He looked at the watch on his wrist. "one-thirty. But I need to go back to my house to change and grab something."

I nodded slowly. "Okay fine, we'll go up to Squamish."

He grinned triumphantly. "I'll pick you up in twenty-five. Off you go," He shooed.

I scoffed playfully as I walked toward the door and walked out. As soon as I was out, it felt like I was walking back into reality. Whenever I was with Michael, it was always like I was being pulled into an alternate universe. The students rushing by me, some dawdling around with friends others on their own walking fast making sure not to miss their next class.

I was about to start walking into it when a familiar girl leant against the wall on the other side caught my eye. She grinned at me showing a perfect set of teeth and raised her pierced brow.

"Are you going?" She asked when I made it to her.

"Yeah. Michael and I are going grocery shopping." I replied with a laugh.

Kate pushed off the wall. "Have fun. Make sure you're wearing something warm. Put on some make-up."

"Um... Why?"

"You'll see." She winked.

I watched her blend into the crowd and disappear completely. That girl continues to surprise me.

I took the bus back to the house and ran in with my hood pulled right over my head. I released a sigh as I shut the door and made my way upstairs. Put some make-up on? I wonder why she wanted me to put make-up on. Well, Kate's never usually wrong so it'd be best if I did what she said. I changed my brown coat for my fur lined hood, olive coloured coat but kept my beige chinos, burgundy Hollister jersey and white converse on.

By the time I'd applied a little eye liner on, my phone received a text from Michael saying he was down the road. I ran my hand through my hair quickly to untangle it and ran down the stairs and out the door to his car.

As I settled in the passenger seat I looked over his fresh appearance. He was now in a pair of snug fitting grey jeans, a brown jacket and a white undershirt.

He grinned mischievously at me as he reached behind him and pulled out a camera. It was one of those Sony Digital SLR's that I knew cost over five hundred dollars. Aaron wanted one a while ago, didn't get one though. Aaron was a spoilt kid when he was younger and it came to a point where mom and dad said earn the money so he did!

"What's with the camera?" I wondered.

"I said we'd make it fun." He replied as he did a U turn and started down the road. "So I have a little task."

I put the strap over my head and started to browse through the camera. "You have no photos?"

"I've had it for a year just never had a reason to use it."

"Okay. So what's the task?"

"You know how earlier you tried to get the jump on me? Well, I want you to get a picture that is so spontaneous, so sneaky that it deserves an award for the most interesting image ever. It can't be staged either."

I pointed the camera at him and looked at the screen as I twisted the zoom lens left to right. "It seems too easy." I clicked the button and listened to the shutter open and close to take the photo.

I looked down at the screen. Even when he didn't mean to, he looked beautiful. There was a smile playing on his lips, his hair was slightly wet and stuck to his forehead, his green eyes were staring at the road vigilantly.

"Say that all you want, Dimples, but trying to get me unguarded is going to be a handful."

"What do I get out of this if I do manage to get this photo?" I put the timer on and turned the camera on myself to stick my tongue out at it.

"Well..."

I turned my head toward him at his sudden change of tone. His voice had become soft, persuasive. I hadn't heard this voice in a while. He patted my leg with his large hand and left it there to slowly move further... And further... And...

"We shall see what your prize is."

He removed his hand quickly and I let out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding. "Tease."

He glanced at me and winked. "You know it."

As soon as we got on to the main road, I gasped at the sight. He was right, the view on the way to Squamish was wonderful. I took pictures of the mountains and islands as it passed and praised the shutter speed on the camera. Although it was raining, everything still looked wonderful.

During the hour and a bit, I'd try facing the camera at Michael and putting the timer on but every time I tried that he'd pull a face at it and tell me to try again. I even faked leaving it on the dashboard putting the timer on for thirty seconds but just as the last second came he picked it up and turned it on me. I snatched it out of his hand and let out a huff. This was going to harder than I thought.

The road was starting to lose its long stretch and we stopped at a stop light. How could I get him? I needed a horrible shot of him but I didn't know how...

"Thinking of ways to get a picture?"

I mumbled a curse I knew he heard and listened to his laughter.

We finally made it to Walmart after a few more stop lights and turns. I grabbed the camera as he got out of the car before me and came to my side to open my door like the gentleman he was. "Let's go get you some human food."

He took my hand in his. "Ha. Ha." I replied.

"I'll never get enough of that sarcasm." He pressed his lips to the side of my head and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

Could I count this as our first 'couple' outing? We haven't really been out together yet as an official because of the fact that he was my lecturer. But so far I was liking it.

He let go of me to grab a shopping cart and we were off. We went through each aisle, I grabbed a few cooking bits and so did he. He commented on the fact that human food wasn't as attractive as it used to be and I easily scoffed.

"Just because you prefer blood over food." I replied quietly. I nudged him with my shoulder to push him and grabbed the cart out of his hands. At first he didn't follow but then his hands came either side of mine on the bar and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"It's not a choice, unfortunately."

I let out a guilty sigh. "I didn't mean to--"

"Don't worry," He chuckled. "I was only playing."

I slyly slid my hand into my pocket and switched the camera on. "You still need to tell me about how you changed. But that was mean." I said trying to distract him.

He pulled the bars of the cart to stop it completely and pressed his body against my back. "Those are my cruel intentions." He pressed his lips to my neck and I whipped out the camera, prayed the picture came out perfect, pulled a quick tongue out face and clicked.

When I turned it around and looked at the photo, I scowled at the pinched eyes and pinched mouth funny face he pulled against my neck. "Dammit."

"You won't take me alive...! Or dead for that matter, ha! I do crack myself up." He moved around me and speed walked as if I were going to chase him.

I glanced at an older couple walking past who looked back at Michael as he rounded the corner and then they looked at me.

"I look after him on weekdays. He's not my child." I told them seriously.

The woman giggled while the man smiled at me.

I placed the camera back in my coat pocket and followed the route he took. I started to pick up some sweet stuff as I walked down the aisle - chocolate, Mike n Ikes and all that. Might as well have everything just in case of a craving.

I found Michael staring at something on one of the shelves a while down. As I walked down, I noticed how women and even a few men glanced at him or took a lingering look. It didn't faze me or even slightly surprise me. Michael Reeves was an inhumanly beautiful man; in fact, I congratulate the people glancing for actually walking past without stopping and drooling.

How did I get lucky? Technically it wasn't luck that brought us together but still.

I stopped the cart beside him and watched him turn around to zero in on my guilty pleasures in the cart. "Junk food."

I shrugged. "A human's gotta do what a human's gotta do. What are you staring at so intently anyway?"

"The amount of calories there are in a single cake with cream in it. It's very shocking."

I looked at him to see if he was serious and chuckled when I realised he was. "Come on, Sherlock. Let's get the shopping finished so we can leave."

We finished up after another fifteen minutes of browsing and failed mug shots. We packed the bags into the trunk of the car and I thanked the sky it'd stopped raining.

We were driving back on the long curvy road when he suddenly said, "I'll tell you my story later."

I turned the