Infinite Days
but I didn’t need to! Just maxed out at sixty miles an hour.”
    Tony and I stood side-by-side near the stairs. Neither of us could take our eyes off Justin. He took a duffel bag from another boy about his age, walked in our direction, and then stopped at the group of girls who’d given me the eye. He slung the duffel over his shoulder (his biceps were huge), and then slipped a hand around the waist of the conspicuous blond girl. She beamed, clinging to Justin’s arm, and swayed her hips as she walked.
    Justin walked toward the stairs. When he saw Tony and me, he stopped. He stared straight at me, not in a dumbstruck way but as though he’d found something on the ground and wanted to investigate it, hold it under a microscope and give it a thorough inspection. I looked at Tony and then back at Justin. Justin was still staring, but now he was smiling. His lips were full, almost as though he were pouting. I wasn’t sure what to say.
    Thankfully, Tony spoke. “What’s up, Enos?”
    Maybe Justin was waiting for me to join the group of girls, but I just stood there. The tall, blond girl stared at me, her slim nostrils flaring and her high cheekbones reddened. Was this what jealousy looked like on a mortal teenager? How wonderful! I couldn’t help feeling triumphant at her anger and pain. This was a gut reaction. As a vampire, I loved another’s pain because it lessened my own. But now, as a human, as soon as I recognized the pain within her, it flittered away. That instant desire to reach out, inflict hurt—it was gone. Instead, I concentrated on Justin’s green eyes looking at the hat, the sunglasses, and me. I knew the vampire aura was capable of putting spells on humans, enrapturing them so they believed they were in love or that they had found peace. Did Justin Enos love me despite his better judgment? Was this one of the “accompaniments” that stayed with me through the transformation? I looked at Justin, eagerly awaiting what he would say to me. Finally, he spoke.
    “Next time you leave your room, think about putting on some pants,” Justin said. He winked and started toward the stairs to the school campus.
    I looked down. Rhode’s oversized sweater made it look as though I wasn’t wearing anything on the bottom. The girls cackled as they walked away, especially the blond one. She turned her brown eyes on me. A burning spread in my chest. I knew anger. That emotion had haunted me my entire life, but this was, dare I think it, embarrassment? No one had dared to embarrass me before.
    I walked quickly up the path in the direction of Seeker. I just wanted to be in my bedroom, shut the door, and go to sleep. I wanted Vicken, I wanted Heath, I wanted the familiarity of a dark room.
    “Hey, wait!”
    I kept walking.
    “Lenah!”
    I stopped. It was the first time in hundreds of years someone who wasn’t a vampire had said my name. Tony jogged up the path from the beach.
    “Remember the whole saying bye thing?” he said once he was in front of me.
    “I hate those girls.” I crossed my arms over my chest. My cheeks burned with heat.
    “Everyone does. Come on. Let’s go do something.”

Chapter Four
    Do something? What did this mean exactly?
    “It’s like three, right? Union is open. You get your books yet?” Tony asked. “I’m headed over, if you want to come.”
    So many questions! Did I get my books yet? “No,” I said. “I don’t have my books.”
    Tony walked me back to Seeker Hall so I could grab what Rhode left me as my money holder. I also needed some official papers so that I knew what books to buy for class. Wickham students had two days before classes started. Rhode had left me some modern-day clothes, which were mostly all hideous (and revealing), but I slipped on a pair of jeans with the promise to go shopping as soon as I could figure out how to drive.
    I spotted the blue car when I came back out of Seeker. Tony sat on one of the wooden benches that were on either side of the dorm

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