[[Hehe, clueless is good. |D Oh, you'll like the other one too. In a Ireallywanttothrottlehim kind of way. |D]]

Zander watched her in curiosity as she put on the helmet, paying the utmost attention to the way her arms moved when she was trying to fit it over her head, the ex
pression in her eyes. For some reason he couldn't fathom, he wanted to watch her for just a little bit longer, but forced himself to look away.

The helmet was far too big for her, but he didn't consider this as he started up and headed out of the lot slowly, speeding up gradually. He didn't want to go too fast; she'd said she'd never been on a motorbike before, and it might frighten her if he went very fast. Even so, he kept at a steady speed, turning at Rutledge street with all the ease and grace he naturally posessed, the buildings around them blurring slightly as they went.

The fact that her dainty hands rested upon his shoulders was constantly present in his mind; the fact that he could feel the warmth in them, that he could feel her light grip... It was... interesting for him, to say the least. He wasn't really used to willing human contact.

[[My apologies for late reply, btw. I have soooo many projects and stuff due. e.e]]

Zander took a sharp intake of breath as her arms moved from his shoulders so that they were wrapped around his chest. Thankfully, it couldn't be heard because of the wind, but even so, he was surprised at himself for even doing it. Whatever witch craft she was doing was nothing but torment.

Stupidly, he just nodded and did as he was asked, eventually slowing down and pulling up to a stop outside an old shop building. Outside of it, sat down on a chair with a guitar that had a cracked neck, was a young man trying to repair it with some kind of glue.

Lithium, the young boy in question, was taking a summer job with Zeagler to get some extra cash. He too had moved down recently, but both came and lived from the opposite side to Zander. He had white-blonde hair, cut into a spikey tumble, and piercing silver eyes. Around his right wrist he wore a silver chain, with a charm that depicted a sword going through a sun, enabling him to remain in the sunlight. As he saw a bike pull up, he moved his hand up to brush a few loose locks of hair out of his eyes. Looking a little confused when his hand didn't come down, he proceeded to attempt to yank his hand out of his hair as it dawned on him that there was glue all over it.

Zander stepped off the bike, a wary look in his eyes when he saw the other man. Sure, he looked human enough, and had somehow masked his scent, but that bracelet on his wrist was unmistakable. Sure, he might've just been a very rich human boy, but humans rarely got hold of those kind of things, and his eyes were silver. No way was this guy human.

He couldn't help but smile, though, when Chaston laughed. It was beautiful; it sounded like the sweet, high notes of his piano, and was literally music to his ears. He was disgusted that she offered to help the other vampire, but, then again, he couldn't say much. She'd helped Zander himself, and he was a vampire too.

''Heh... Yeah, I could use some help. You could've warned me your glue would stick to my hair.'' Lithium laughed, standing up. He was of average height, about five foot nine, and neither stocky nor lanky, but sort of in between. He was watching the man he took to be a vampire warily; that ring on his finger was no human ring.

He too liked the sound of the girl's laugh- what was her name, Chaston?- and the sound of her voice in general. Holding out the hand that wasn't stuck to his head, he smiled warmly. ''Hullo, I'm Lithium, but you can call me Lee or Lith, whichever.''

Lithium smiled warmly at Chaston, gladly taking the glue off of Zeagler. He squirted a bit onto his hand, grimacing slightly at the smell. ''Zeagler, this stuff reeks.'' He said bluntly, pulling his hand loose from his hair at last. The scowl he had worn for just a moment dissipated quickly as he handed it back to the old man, being replaced by his grin. ''Works, though.''

Zander was still in a slight state of shock. How on earth could she presume that he was related to that idiot? Well, he guessed vampires often seemed alike to humans, but still. ''No, Chase, I am not related in any way to... Lithium here.'' He smiled warmly at her, glancing briefly at the other vampire.

He nodded his head in acknowledgement of the old man, the warm smile still at his lips. ''I am known as Zander,'' he said, voice clear and sharp. His odd way of speaking was something he had never quite managed to shake.

Lithium was eyeing him up warily, deciding Chaston was pretty stupid to think they were related. Zander- what kind of a name was that?- couldn't even speak like a normal human. Why the hell didn't she suspect him of something?

Zander locked eyes with Chaston for a moment, deciding that what he saw was anything but stupid. ''Chase, from what I know of you so far, you are anything but stupid. You actually appear to be fairly intelligent.''

He smiled at Zeagler, trying to ignore the feeling of Lithium boring holes into him with his glare. ''Yes, we moved in last week. And thank you, that would be much appreciated. I think one of the inner strings is snapped, but I'm not certain, and thought it best to have a professional look at it.'' He remained smiling the whole time he talked, looking at Zeagler while he spoke.

''Oh, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Lithium.'' He added, the smile still present as he looked into the vampire's silver eyes, but his own eyes revealing mistrust and suspicion.

Lihium tore his eyes away from the other vampire. Much as he decided he didn't trust him in the slightest, he might end up freaking Chaston out. ''So, Chase, I take it you live around here?'' He asked, arching his eyebrows questioningly. This chick wasn't ugly by any means, and he decided he liked her personality, too. At least she admitted she was stupid.

[[Lawls. |D Oh, and

[[My apologies. My internet shorted out or something or other [really not good with technical speak] and it only just got fixed. I was unable to access any roleplays during this time, and sincerely apologise for any inconvenience caused.]]

''Of course.'' Reaching into the pocket of his shorts, Zander pulled out a black leather notepad and a glossy black fountain pen with a lid, before writing his address, saying it at the same time. ''37 Cobalt Street, Sanchez Lane. Just up the road from the beach.'' Cobalt Street was probably the oldest-looking street in Florida, consisting of terraced, wooden houses. It was a weird place, like stepping back into the past, but almost no one lived there.

He ripped out the piece of paper with his address on it and handed it to Zeagler, before slipping the lid back onto the fountain pen and putting the notepad and the pen back into his pocket.

''Lucky. I live a while away from the beach, but it's not too far. There's this really great arcade nearby. Maybe you'd like to stop by some time?'' Lithium offered, speaking directly to Chase, but his eyes seemed to never focus directly onto hers.

Zander, meanwhile, was highly aggrevated that Lithium had asked her out so bluntly, but supposed it was up to the girl eventually if she chose to go or not. There was no reason for her not to, besides the fact that Lithium was a blunt moron with no class or manners.

''Alright. I'll be working here for the rest of the summer, so you'll always know where to find me.'' Lithium grinned, shook his head with a light chuckle, and headed back to the store, oblivious to the ringing bell. He took out an old trumpet that was rusted up and started cleaning it, normally a job he hated doing. ''She's pretty, huh?'' He said, to no one in particular.

Zander was already walking back to his bike with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He stopped next to it and turned round to smile at Chaston. ''Would you like a lift home, Chaston?'' He asked, still smiling softly. He hoped she'd say yes, because it was getting late and he didn't want her to walk home on her own.

Zander picked up the helmet from the bike once more and held it out to her. ''That's good. I would feel guilty if I let you walk home so late t night.'' As per usual, he looked directly into her eyes as he spoke, and he couldn't help but think what beautiful eyes they were. He was smiling softly still, but his mind was elsewhere. Apparantally, that Lithium guy thought he could just be blunt and get things his way.

Zander told himself he wouldn't mind if Chaston went out with Lithium, but he wasn't so sure. He knew for a fact he'd kill the guy if he broke her heart, though. These thoughts led him to wonder exactly why he cared so much... She was, after all, just some human girl he'd just met.

''Alright. I'll try to get you home soon so you can get warm.'' Zander said, smiling as he got onto the bike. ''Hold on tight,'' he added. He wished he had brought a jacket so he could give it to her or something, but he didn't get cold very easily. He'd remember it for next time, he decided.

All too quickly, they arrived at her street, and Zander slowed down as he searched for her house. Pulling up outside it, just next to the pavement, he stopped the bike and waited for her to get off.