Take My Hand (Pierre Bouvier/Vampire Story)

~Michelle's Point Of View~
"Pierre!" I called out. He turned around, startled, before smiling and walking calmly over to me and hugging me. I smiled back and hugged him back, but, again, I was surprised. I looked behind him at his friends, because I could feel them staring at us. I was right. "Hey, Michelle!" Pierre said, letting go of me. I let out a sigh as I pulled the cards out and handed them to Pierre. "These are yours." I told him. He took them and put them into his binder. "And hey!" I told him with a sudden cheerfulness in my voice. He turned around and waved to my brother and his friends, and they stopped staring. "Do they think I'm going to kill you or something?" I asked, jokingly. "Something like that.." He chuckled. I looked at him curiously and then looked at them. And back and forth. "Thanks." He said looking down at his feet with his hands in his pocket. He looked.. nervous? "Um. Yeah, sure. Anytime." I smiled, before going around him. "Hey, I'll talk to you later?" He asked looking up at me with anxious eyes. "Yeah. Sure." I repeated. For some reason the smile on his perfect face seemed to fade. "Okay." I said, "Later." I turned around and didn't even wait for him to say so much as a 'goodbye'. When I got inside I exhaled and got a little ligh-headed. Have I been holding my breath? Huh. I didn't even notice. I looked out the windows in the doors at Pierre, noticing him looking at the cards I gave to him.
As I reached my locker I sawEmily standing there, waiting for me. "What's up?" I asked her. She looked up and looked really angry with me. "What?" I stopped suddenly. "What?" She mimicked me. Very mature, really. "What??" She repeated, raising her voice. "I swear, Michelle, a dog could bite off your head and you would still forgive it!" She said. I was lost. "What are you talking about?" I asked confused. "You're going to play stupid then?" She asked. I could tell she was aggravated.I didn't want to know why, but did I have a choice? Nope. "Emy, obviously I'm lost, so just tell me?" I said stepping up to my locker and putting in the combination to open it. She was silent, and I could feel her eyes scanning me while I opened my locker and put all my stuff into it. I looked at her with confusion in my emerald green eyes. She rolled her brown ones before leaning up against the locker next to mine. "Nevermind." She mumbled. "What? Don't you 'nevermind' me! You got me curious, now what the heck was that about?" I scolded. Then my eyes got wide with realization. "Oh no. Oh no, Emy, what are you talking about?" My mind wondered back to yesterday, when me and Pierre almost kissed. My brother most likely actually did know and told his friends. And they twist everything. "Pierre standing you up for football yesterday." She said. I glared at her, even though I was relieved. "I mean, understandable that guys LOVE football, but standing you up, nuh-uh!" She said angrilly. "Seriously, Emily, get a grip." I said a little bit ruder than I'd meant for it to sound. Lucky for me, she laughed, "Now that was mean!" She said poking my side, earning yet another glare from me. "What's with the grouchy attitude this morning, anyways?" She asked me. "I don't know." I told her honestly. "I stubbed my toe this morning. That could have something to do with it." I said seriously. "Wow. If you get mad over that, I don't think we can be friends when you reach the real world." She laughed. "Now who's being mean?" I joked.
BRRRRING!!!!!
The bell sounded. I groaned as I grabbed my History binder. "Later!" Emily said. "Bye." I said heading off toward Mr. Crone's class. I entered and sat down in my usual seat, staring blankly at the bored. "Got something for you." I heard before a folded up envelope hit my desk with a 'thump'. I looked up at Tyrel, "What is this?" I asked him. "I don't know. It's from Pierre, and he warned me NOT to open it or I was a dead man. And I don't intend on taking any chances with him." He said getting up and going to his seat with his friends. I stared at the envelope long and hard until the bell rang. Then I stuffed it into a pocket of my binder and waited for class to end.
I entered biology and sat down to write down, "History- None." in my planner. "Are you okay?" Asked Jessica, my lab partner for the rest of the year. "Yeah." I answered not really paying her any attention. "Oh, well I heard about you and Pierre. You're so lucky!" She said with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "What do you mean?" I asked her, suddenly curious. "Yeah, there are so many rumours about you and him. But I don't really think you're pregnant." She said looking me over. I laughed a little before asking again, "What?" I can't believe this! "Who told you that?" I asked suddenly blank of laughter. "It's all around school. There's a rumour that you guys got engaged over the summer too, but I don't see a ring so that can't be true. Unless you just don't like to wear it, but that's understandable." She rambled. I sat there, shocked. "Who told you this?" I asked her quieter. I looked behind me and saw a few people looking at me as they talked. "I heard all of it from Kyle." She said nodding her head. "Spencer's friend?" I asked her. "Yeah, and don't take this the wrong way, but your brother is SO hot!" She said smiling. "Do you think you could introduce us?" She said innocently. I turned my head and bit my lip. "Maybe some other time." I told her. "Today we're going to have some notes." Said Mr. Whiles, happy about the torture he was going to endure on our hands while he talked.
Biology passed slowly. So did English.For some reason I was happy I was going into Geometry. When I got to my locker, I opened it up and saw another envelope sitting perfectly on top of my stuff. I reached in slowly, as if if I moved too fast then something might jump out at me. "I know you didn't open the first one," I heard, making me jump. I looked behind my locker door and saw Pierre standing there. "But that just means you can't open this one until you open the other one." He said with a smirk playing at his lips. "What is it?" I asked him. "It's a suprise." He said. I grabbed the envelope and turned it around in my hands, looking for a clue. "Don't open it until after you open the first one. But don't open the first one until after school." He said quietly. His voice was so... deep, and passionate, and... beautiful. "Oh, we should probably hurry." Pierre said looking up at the ceiling. "If we leave now we can just make it." He said grabbing my stuff in one hand and grabbing my hand in the other. Ithad a glove on it though, Inoticed.I felt myself blushing as we passed people who looked at him and me. Pierre glared at some of them, and I think hewas growling at some of them...as if he could read what they were thinking. We reached the room and sat down right as the bell rang. Pierre put my stuff on my desk before sitting in the desk next to me. "Take out your homework from yesterday, and take out a red pen." Mr. Dice said loudly. He put the answers up and went to play solitaire on his computer. After I graded my paper, I looked over to see Pierre leaning back in his chair. I looked back at his friends in the back, glancing at him with a worried look in their eyes, and looking at me. I turned around quickly as soon as I saw William looking at me. Pierre looked back at him calmly and then smiled at me. "Don't worry about him. He's just worried that I'm going to do something stupid with you. But I wouldn't do anything to harm you. Trust me." He whispered. "Oh?" I pushed. "I can't tell you right now, hunny. But soon." He said sitting up properly and sighing. "Oh." I repeated, looking forward. "Is everyone finished?" Mr. Dice was back at the front of the room looking around. "Hand your papers forward and take out your books." He practically yelled. Everyone who did it handed it forward and did what he said. He went through planes and all that other junk that I already knew since like.. forever ago? After he was done he gave out a worksheet for points, lines, and planes. Fun! Cough, cough. I looked at the time and saw we still had 15 minutes left. "Want to work together?" Pierre asked hopefull. I looked at him and got lost in his eyes again. And there go all days thoughts... and here comes the headache! I looked away and shook my head and blinked hard trying to be rid of this headache. "You okay?" Pierre asked with obvious worry. "Yeah, I just have a killer headache." I told him. "Really?" He asked, suprised for some unknown reason. "Yeah." I told him before looking back at him and looking him in the eyes again, but no headache happened. Just me staring into his light, chocolate brown eyes. "Do your eyes change in the light or something?" I asked, honestly curious. "Yeah." He smiled warmly at me. "Yours do, too, ya know." He told me, still looking me in the eyes. I blushed and turned away. He cleared his voice and sat up and I could feel him still looking at me. "Do you want to work together? Or not?" He asked. He didn't sound rude or anything, just curious. "Sure." I said finally managing to look back at him. He smiled his smile and got up to move his desk next to mine. I looked at the time and saw we still had 8 minutes left. "We don't have too long." I told him. "Yeah, but we can still get this done." He told me.
Finishing up my paper I was oddly fascinated by it. I don't even know why.. but I couldn't stop until I was finished. When I finally was done I looked around me toward the clock to see we had about1 and a halfmore minutes left. "How did I do all this so fast?" I wondered. Not that I cared. I stretched my fingers before putting my stuff together and standing up. "You really do like to work alone, don't you?" Pierre asked from his seat, back where it was before he moved it. I smiled- guilty- and nodded. "Yeah, sorry about that." I said quietly. "No, no, it's fine." He said calmly. The bell rang, and I stood up and headed for the door. Pierre was next to me and grabbed my stuff from me. "You don't have to-" I started, "I know. I want to." He smiled and held the door open for me. When I got out and Pierre followed me like a lost puppy *a very confident lost puppy..*, I noticed all the girls that glared at me as we passed. I looked back at Pierre, who looked more annoyed than anything. "I can carry those if you don't want to?" I offered. "No, I already told you. I want to." He smiled again. I smiled back and turned around to lead the rest of the way to my locker. As I reached it, I was confused that Emily wasn't there. "That's weird.." I said more to myself than anything. "Yeah, I told her that you were going to spend the day with me. She seemed kind of.. angry with me." He said thoughtfully. "Oh." I said a little bit annoyed that no one asked my permission with what I was going to be doing. "That's cool." I said. And it was. I don't mind spending time with him, I was just a little suprised that he would want to spend time with me more than anything. I opened my locker and slid my math book into it's proper spot, and grabbed my binder and put it into it's spot. Then I closed it and and twisted the combination lock to 0 before facing Pierre again. "What are we doing then?" I asked. He grabbed my hand, and I shivered slightly from nerves. The butterflies in my stomach were going wild, and when he looked at me, it didn't really help them. 'Breathe!' I scolded myself. "It's a suprise." He smiled. "You like those things, don't you?" I teased. He looked back at me and smiled. "No, but I really can't help myself with you." He said, sending the butterflies into a crazy frenzy again. I was the first to look away, because I was blushing again. "You're so cute when you blush." Pierre said. Usually I might think he was being sarcastic, but when I looked up he looked serious enough. He opened the doors to the front parking lot for me and when I went outside I stopped and waited for him. When he came out he grabbed me around my waist and pulled me close to him. There was still a little bit of room between us though, and it was kind of cold, but then again it was freezing outside. He led me to a black corvette (http://www.greatcarwallpapers.com/images/wallpapers/Chevrolet-Corvette-C6-026-330055.jpeg). "Whoa." I said, stunned. He chuckled and shook his head as he held the door open for me. "That's really not necessary, but thanks." I smiled. "I know, but I like to do things for you." He said. "Why?" I asked. "Because," he smiled at me, "I like you." He said. Heshut the door and walked around, quickly, before getting in and starting up the car. It barely made any noise, but I still heard the purr of the engine. "Seat belt." He said looking forward. I looked at him as I put it on, cautiously. As soon as he heard the 'click', he started to pull out. "What about you?" I asked. "Really?" He asked. "Yeah. If you want me too, then you should too." I said. I always wear my seat belt, but if he was going to be hypocritical, then I was going to be stubborn. He sighed and put it on before finally pulling out and speeding off toward the exit.
"We're here." He said pulling up into a parking space. I looked out the black tinted window and saw an itallian restaurant."We're eating here?" I asked. He smiled and got out and was quickly over to my side to open my door before I could. He held out his hand for me to put mine in. When I did, he helped to lift me up, and put his other hand on my waist and closed the door for me and led me toward the restaraunt. "I hope you like italian." He said into my ear. His breathe was ublelievably cool. It actually felt minty against my skin. "It's my favorite." I said back.