CLUB NUMBER FIVE (Immortal Blood) Read Free

much about me and Jonathan, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to see who it was.
    The voice spoke again. “He won't see you 'cause you mean nothing to him.”
    I closed my eyes and bit back my bitter answer. I didn't want to listen anymore. My relationship with Jonathan was just between me and him, and I wasn't ready to share it with strangers. So what if he had only passed me some papers in class or barely said hi? I knew I was special to him. Why else would he have changed me?
    The voice coughed like he was choking on his laughter and I gave him a face. There was no way he could've just heard what I'd been thinking. No way I believed in rubbish like telepathy. I started to move back with baby steps, and between every step I stopped and listened. He didn't follow. Good. I turned carefully and was preparing to run when I caught sight of a shadow in front of me. No mistake. It was a shadow of a boy and I had no illusion that it was a different shadow than the one laughing at me. Somehow, he'd gotten in front of me. I swallowed. This wasn't happening to me. This was not real. But somehow I knew that closing my eyes wouldn't make him disappear, so I took a deep breath and focused my eyes on him.
    “You think this is funny?” I said in my iciest voice. “Scaring a girl in an empty school? You're sick, you know.”
    I could tell he was shaking his head while he made an annoying ‘tsk’ noise with his tongue . “My sweet, childish Samantha. You're not just a girl anymore, and I can tell you're not scared. So why waste your time with a non-existent affair with Jonathan when there's so much more waiting for you?”
    Unbelievable! Had he just suggested I should trade Jonathan for him? That boy was so full of himself! I took a step closer. He was right. I wasn't afraid of him; I was mad at him. He had no right to come here and try to come between me and Jonathan. No right to stalk me in the dark! I took another step and hissed, “How dare you? You can't possibly know what's between me and Jonathan. How could you? You're just a coward hiding in the shadows. And FYI, last time I checked I was just a girl. A girl who will be hooked up with Jonathan sooner than you know. So back off, will you!”
    “Jonathan doesn't see you, 'cause he's only here because he's bored,” the voice said calmly. “And if that helps, I know very well that you're a girl, but you're also something more. I also know how special you are, and I happen to know that you don't have any relationship with Jonathan. And you know why I know that?”
    I shook my head and cursed silently.
    “I know it because Jonathan is my cousin.”
    “What?” I screamed. “I mean what do you mean?” I continued with a much calmer voice. “I didn't know he had any relatives.” And how could you, my inner voice mocked. You know nothing about Jonathan. You don't even know if he lives in that old stone house near Regent's Park or if he was only visiting. You don't know anything about his family or friends. You're just a loser who got lost in Jonathan's deep blue eyes. Shut up! I told myself, and prepared for this stranger's final strike.
    The boy laughed and stepped into the light. Oh my God! He was beautiful! His shaggy hair was golden and full of sun-stripes. Obviously, he needed a haircut, as it curled softly to his shoulders, shoulders that were more than well built. I gulped. Could I be brave enough to look lower? I could. His black tee shirt licked his hard body and I could only guess what was hidden underneath it. His faded jeans hung dangerously low, revealing a slice of his narrow hips, and I could easily imagine the rest. I licked my lips nervously and quickly returned my eyes to his face. His dark eyes seemed to laugh at me, and when I let my eyes rest for a second on his beautifully sculpted lips that held a killer smile on them, I couldn't help but think what it would be like to kiss them.
    “Am I right?” He smiled dangerously. “You don't know what you've gotten