Inside the Fire Book One in the Warden's Series by Heather Glidewell

the back door.
    “I had fun.” He said when we got to his car.
He had the driver’s door open and was looking at me. “Dawn I just
want you to know I didn’t plan this. I wasn’t planning on coming
here and...” He stiffened. “Doing that.” He smiled at me a tired
smile. “I meant it though, what I said. I’ve been dreaming about
you for years.”
    There it was again, was I hearing
things?
    He hesitated a moment before planting
another kiss on my lips.
    “Ask your mom if you can come over to my
place tomorrow to hang out.” I nodded as he got behind the wheel.
He pulled out of my driveway and I returned to the house to the
look on my mother’s face.
    “What were you thinking Dawn?” She yelled as
the door shut behind me.
    Here it was the
‘ you don’t know what you are
doing ’ and the ‘ I
can’t believe you would be so stupid you could have hurt
someone ’. For the last two years it seemed
this was mostly what I heard.
    “What are you talking about mother?” I
questioned. I don’t know why I even tried she could smell a lie
from a mile away.
    “That boy! He was an innocent!” She sighed.
After a moment’s hesitation she looked at me and frowned. “I blame
your father for this.”
    “Blame him for what mom?” I was getting
upset. I could feel the fire rolling through my arms waiting at my
wrists
    “Nothing darling, you just get some rest.”
She could never tell me what she blamed him for. Lord knows that
might give me some insight on what I was facing here.
    “Night mom.” I started towards my room, then
turned around and looked back at her. “I’m going to Wesley’s after
school tomorrow, he wants to hang out.”
    “Ok honey.” This was all she said sounding
strained. I looked back at her as she sat down at the table and put
her head in her hands.

Chapter Nine
    Possession
     
    My second week of school at Midvale was just
as interesting as the first. The other students were still avoiding
me, many of them clearing the halls as I made my way to my first
period class. This is something I was used to that was for sure. I
just figured that it would take longer than one week to get to this
point.
    For some reason rumors had spread I had
“turned to ash” upon exiting the building on Friday, of course
adding to the horrific idea I was indeed a vampire. So imagine
their surprise when my happy ass trotted into first period English
and took my seat in front of Wesley.
    “Hey there beautiful.” Wesley whispered
behind me as our teacher took to the front of the class.
    I hid a smile and turned to get a glance at
him. He was amazing, those blue eyes dazzling me, his face and that
stupid innocent smile.
    “Hey there yourself.” I whispered back. He
looked like he had more color today, more vivid and alive. He gave
me a wink, and I turned to face the front of the class.
    What have I done to get so lucky?
    I felt that everything was falling into
place with this new beginning. Yeah, I still have my internal
battles I needed to hash out, but for the most part moving to
Missouri had gone better than I had expected.
    Wait a minute! What was I thinking? I had
known the boy for a week. He had invaded my dreams, given me hope,
and instilled a bit of wonder in me. Still though in a weeks’ time
he was already mine.
    Guilt encased me, the boy had been a virgin
yesterday and today he wasn’t because of me. I had taken what shred
of innocence he had in a moment of passion with little thought as
to the repercussions. I gave him a weak smile and his eyes turned
puzzled as I turned to look back towards the front of the
class.
    What had I done?
    I don’t think it was so much regret for what
happened that filled me. It was more regret for being the first
girl he was with.
    We have this vision in our heads at what
that first time will be like. Little do we know that instead of the
Ritz Carlton hotel we get the backseat of a Chevy Malibu, or caught
in the aftermath by your mother, as was in my case.
    We