The Vampire's little Mate (Sequel)

CHAPTER: 3

As Tanya abruptly stopped playing the piano, she heard somebody beside her say, "That is magnificent." She could distinctly hear what she thought must have been a British accent mingled in his voice. The voice had pensive sadness in it though, Tanya observed.

"Um, thank you." She blushed at the compliment.

"Whose composition was that?" the guy asked.

"Mine," she said quietly, really wishing she had stuck to something well known to avoid the attention, that she was mustering. She then looked up, astonished at what she saw. Sitting next to her on the bench was a student she had never before seen in this class...or in the entire school for that matter. 

He had a pleasant smile that ceased to fade as he stared at her through deep blue eyes. He came into full focus; short, straight black hair that fell across his pale face, a long-sleeved black T-shirt, that hung loosely against his thin body, black slacks, and a brilliant smile to top it all. His appearance seemed unfit for the school, probably he was dressed for a meeting at the drama club after school or something.

"Where did you learn to play so well?" the guy questioned Tanya, in a silky voice.

"My mom put me through lessons when I was a kid, the rest I learned here at school," she answered with confidence.

"I am quite impressed," the guy said.

"I have never seen you here before," Tanya blurted out, though she didn't mean to. She then looked away in the other direction

"That is because I have never been here until today," he replied and then unexpectedly he put his hand to her chin and turned her to face towards him. "I find you very intriguing."

Tanya blinked to clear up her vision, while looking at him, and asked, "What?"

"I will see you later," he replied and made good his escape.

"No. Wait!" Tanya pleaded. However it was too late, he was already exiting the room, as the words escaped her mouth.

As she pondered about this unfamiliar student, she continued playing on the piano, but this time she chose something less conspicuous, and before she knew it, the bell was ringing. She stopped playing, but couldn't help notice some students were staring in her direction still and were talking in hushed voices. She was sure that it was not only her music that had caught their attention but also the new student as well.

Tanya sat there for some more time, still partially in shock from her encounter with this new boy, as the rest of the class flooded out through the door. After some time she gathered her thoughts and then exited the room, going towards the gym, as per the promise she had given to her friends Jack and Kiara.

She met Jack and Kiara, on the bench seat. She sat next to them and tied her shoelaces that had somewhere along the way got undone. Kiara stared at her inquisitively.

"What's up, Tanya?" she asked as Tanya hopped off the bench.

"Nothing much," she answered. "I was just wondering who this new guy is that I met in music class."

"Some music nerd, huh?" Jack snickered.

Her eyes lowered to the ground when Jack said that, but she tried to ignore the comment. 

"No. He was different from other guys," Tanya said while trying not to show her true emotions towards what he had said.

"How was he different?" Kiara asked as she passed the handball.

Tanya sighed, as she really hated sports. She hit the ball absent-mindedly over the net while speaking to her friends. "There was just something strange about him...I don't know."

"I haven't noticed any new kid in any of my classes," Jack said as he deflected the incoming ball, sending it back over the net with ease.

"Neither me," Kiara agreed.

"Maybe he isn't in any of your classes," Tanya said, but she knew that was next to impossible. Their school wasn't that big. Sacred Heart High School held a student count of maybe two hundred kids.

As the handball game came to an end, Jack and Kiara pulled her along to the bench seat again. They sat there, catching on their breath when Jack again brought up the subject she knew was coming.

"So, when is the party? he grinned?"

"There isn't going to be a party, Jack," Tanya replied.

"It won't be a problem at all. I swear!" he begged of her.

"Fine. Sunday night," Tanya gave in with a worried frown. "That gives you two days to plan, so you better hurry up. And no alcohol at all."

"Yes, Maam!" he said happily. "I will catch up with both of you later. I have to head home, lots of planning has to be done."

"See you later," Tanya and Kiara said in unison.

"Do you want me to ride home with you?" Kiara asked as they watched Jack exit the gymnasium. 

"Why would I want that?" Tanya asked.

"I just thought," Kiara paused for a second, and then continued, "As your mom has gone...and you might er...feel lonely," she said thoughtfully.

Tanya smiled at her, but then shook her head. "It is all right. A night alone might do me some good. Maybe I will call mom and straighten things out..."  

"All right. I will see you next week then." Kiara gave a worried glance at her. She then hugged her and then left.

After that Tanya was left alone on the bench. She reluctantly got up and walked off to her locker to collect her bag and books. As she was slowly walking through the gym, she considered the possibility of calling her mom, after returning home. But she didn't know, what she would tell her, though? She knew she would not be able to control her anger and hurt. She knew she would have a tiff with her mother and would burst out with accusations on how her plans were more important than her daughter? How her boyfriend Daniel was more significant than Tanya? And then she realized how similar it was to the time when her dad had abandoned them eleven years ago. Had her mother realized that? she wondered. Tears welled up in Tanya's eyes, and she found it hard to hold them back, as the pain and hurt were too much for her to bear. Had she done something wrong to cause her parents to abandon her? She quickened her pace as she felt the tears flowing down her cheeks. She had to get out of school before someone noticed...