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hands.
     
    “Sleep well?” There was a weird note in her voice and I turned to look at her searchingly. “Oh come on, did you think you could sneak a man in here and I wouldn't know about it?” She rolled her eyes.
     
    “I didn't sneak him in!” I protested.
     
    “Whatever,” she waved a hand in dismissal. “Hurry up now. He's not going to be waiting forever.”
     
    Who? I wanted to ask, but I caught sight of the time and yelped again. “See you later, Katrina!” I called and rushed out.
     
    Outside the house I came to an abrupt halt. Sitting out there in a BMW convertible was my very own boyfriend. He smiled at me and I felt my face light up in response.
     
    “Hurry already! You're running late for class.”
     
    I didn't need any further urging as I rushed down the steps and jumped into the car.
     
    “Hi,” I said breathlessly.
     
    “Hi,” he said and leaned down and kissed me. Right there, outside my home. Probably in full sight of Katrina and the entire world!
     
    Leaning back into his seat, he smiled at me. “Did you mind my kissing you just now?”
     
    If I'd had any doubt about his intention, I guess he just put that to rest. I shook my head and smiled shyly. “Nah.”
     
    “Good,” he said and pressed on the gas.
     
    As we flew through the town on our way to the college, I felt like I was soaring several thousand miles above ground level. I was finally in a real, adult relationship with the guy I was crazy about. Nothing could go wrong.
     
     

Chapter Five

 
    After another quick kiss, I dashed out of Dylan's car and hurried to my class. I was a few minutes late and the class had already started. It was a psychology class and we were supposed to be learning about introduction to psychology, but my mind was somewhere else. Specifically, in a BMW convertible. I saw Claire standing just inside the lecture hall and hurried over to where she was.
     
    “You're late,” she said and turned away. “Come on, I saved us some seats.”
     
    I followed her gratefully to the seats she'd saved and sank into mine with relief. I opened my text to the portion we were supposed to discuss that day, something on sensation and adaptation. I thought of the sensations caused by Dylan's kisses and knew I could definitely adapt to those. I smirked at my wit and quickly kept a straight face when Claire shot a questioning gaze at me.
     
    “What?” she mouthed.
     
    I shrugged and signaled that there was nothing.
     
    She dug into her purse for those tiny colored notes she never went anywhere without and scribbled something before passing it to me.
     
    You have that weird smile on your face, now fess up!
     
    My smile broadened and I picked up my own pen.
     
    Dylan finally came over last night. We're now officially dating!
     
    What??? Yay!!! Is he the yummy guy who dropped you off this morning?
     
    I read the note and nodded before handing it back to her.
     
    Boy, that kiss was something, babe! Glad he came to his senses. I should hate him but since you're so happy I'll put a hold on that.
     
    I'm glad you don't hate him C. Thanks.
     
    She nodded at me and we decided to pay attention to the lecturer who was saying something about how beneficial pain was. Yeah right. The remaining time flew past even though I felt it didn't go fast enough. Dylan had promised to come pick me up after school and he was spending the rest of the day with me. I wanted to drink in as much of him as I could before something happened. It's not like I was expecting anything bad to happen, you understand. It's just that I got to learn quite early that you can't really count on anything or anyone to be there for you forever. Not even my vampire parents could keep that promise. It wasn't their fault, I know that. But regardless of whose fault it was, the end result was the same. They were gone.
     
    After the class, Claire and I hung around waiting for Dylan and Jason. Jason was a third year student and lived only a couple of