The not so twilight relationship!

Alexandra- I get up, stretching inside my coffin. I open the lid and see the moon shining through my mansion window. Yes, I Alexandra sterling, lived in a mansion all by myself with about... Well lets just say I have around 4 million dollars left by my dead parents. Unfornately my parents died in a vampire hunt in Romania. My brother, Johnston, lived with his girlfriend in a pent house about three hours away. I walked to my vanity, grabbed my brush and brushed my black curly hair. I looked in the mirror to see my red eyes and pale skin, my curly hair forming around my face. I sighed and changed out of my pajamas into my uniform. Most people couldn't believe that I had so much money and yet I worked at a bar. I am twenty one years old and the only reason I took the job was because I needed to do something with my life, Other than the fact I needed to get out at night and during the day I hide from the light, spending that time painting and drawing.... And sleeping, mostly sleeping. I grabbed my motor bike keys, walked out the front door, locked it, hopped on my motor bike and turned on the ignition. I put on my black helmet that matched my short black dress that showed off my legs and spend off down the street, getting to the bar in ten minutes flat. I took of my helmet and walked inside, making sure to chain my motor bike to the bicycle rack. I got behind the counter and clocked in, grabbing a beer for a usual costumer.

Damien- I'm sitting on he far left of the counter and watch the barista as she pours a few beers and shakes a couple of drinks. She's pretty enticing, yet beautiful. Her skin as pale as the moon and her eyes like rubies, sparkling in the summer sun. "Can I get another beer here, please?" I shout out over the loud men that are bickering over sports that I didn't have much interest in. I'm Damien Rutisse and here is where I stay most days. I don't have a job, my girlfriend left me a year ago but hey, I'm still on my feet. I ran a hand through my messy blonde hair and smile as she walks over. "Thank you." I say politely, making sure to definitely not offend her, for she looks like she could kick some ass in those heels.

"Your welcome." I say handing him a beer, looking at him thoughtfully. I swear I had seen that hair before but then again, I couldn't remember hardly anyone who came to this bar. The guy was really cute but I doubted us having a relationship. I mean, I was a two hundred and eight year old vampire and he was a human. I didn't know how long I would be able to keep myself from drinking blood which always kept me out of relationships. So when I got the chance, I went hunting for wild animals. Yes, Stephanie myer actually got something right about some vampires. Some of us could control our thirst but most can't. And I can actually eat human food too. "So what's a good looking guy like you doing here at this crummy bar?" I ask, trying to spark up a conversation.

"Eh, just hangin' here for the night. I have no idea what such a beautiful woman like you is doing in here." I chuckled and smiled. I took a sip of my beer and laughed. "You should be on a runway, not in a bar with a whole bunch of nasty men." I sneer at the men who are still fighting and sighed.

"Oh, I needed a job at night and this was basically the only one I could find." I say with a sigh, pulling up my bar stool and sitting down. I blushed at the thought of a man calling me pretty. I think my cheeks were a hot pink at best as I stared down at the counter. Maybe I could try a relationship. I mean, if I were to hunt before I saw him that would control my thirst. And anyways if my brother could do it, so could I! "What are you doing tomorrow night?" I ask quietly, not knowing if he could hear me.

"Im probably coming back here." I said, tapping my glass with my fingertips. "What about you? Modeling?" I laughed at my own joke and smiled wide. "We'll, it's getting pretty late. I should head out, back to my apartment and all." I scratched the back of my head and sighed.

I look away then look back at him. "I don't work tomorrow. Would you maybe like to...." I didn't think I could finish the sentence. My stomach had a massive case of the butterfly's.

"Hang out?" I asked, finishing her sentence for her. "Sure. Why not?" I grinned and got a napkin and a pen, then scribbled my number down. "Here. Just call me whenever and I'll go right where you are. Whenever you need me, I'll be there." I chuckled and put on my jacket. "I'll be seeing you tomorrow then?"

"Sure! And the names Alexandra! Alexandra sterling!" I say smiling. I grab my bike helmet from under the counter and walk to the door. "I didn't catch your name."

"Damien. Damien Rutisse." I incline my head to her while smiling. "A beautiful name to fit the beautiful girl. Makes sense." I glance at her bike helmet and smile. "You ride?"