Change of Perspective

My classes seemed to go by fast. Vincent insisted that we sat next together every class. He talked about everything. From music to Italy and his life story practically. Him and his siblings moved to the U.S. due to some issues back in Italy. He and Cassie had some crazy bad relationships. Cassie had an obsessive and abusive boyfriend that Vincent evident tried to kill. Vincent's ex used him for his money and other reasons he wouldn't discuss.

" I was so enamored with her, ya know. She was the first woman that showed an interest in me." He explained. I laughed. Hard. He gave me a confused look.
"I'm sorry that's just hard for me to believe. No girl was trying to jump your bones." I joke
"I was slightly odd then. I was 'goth' at the time. It wasn't that big of a scene in Italy." he chuckles.
"Well I'm sure they regret it now." I say. Was I flirting with him???
He smiles wide.
"I really don't care about them anyway. They were all skinny twits. I rather have a healthy, intelligent woman." He states giving me a look that seared me to my soul. I blush and look away.
"No need to be shy, Aliana. I'm very up front with my feelings, its odd for me actually," he paused looking at his desk, "I feel like a moth drawn into your flame."
I instantly recognize the lyric.
"Not Strong Enough by Apocalyptica? Heh. Cheeseball." I joke
"Yeah, hah. I love them. But honestly do you feel anything?" He asks looking into my soul it seemed.

I searched myself for that answer. The way he looked at me was absolutely incredible. Like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. And when he touched my tattoo it was like a electric current went through my body and scorched my heart. I really liked him. But I met him like three hours ago. My mental brakes screeched.

"Don't get me wrong, Vincent. You seem like a great guy and you're very sweet. But I'm just not looking for anyone right now." The last part being the biggest lie. I wanted him.
"I understand. But its when you're not looking, when the one finds you." He smiles not discouraged in the least bit.
"We better pay attention. Mr. Gates hates it when students space off." I suggest trying to get off the topic.
"Ok, I will let you focus on class. I already have taken this Chemistry class." He says as he doodles in his notebook.

I sigh partly relieved that he wasn't focused on me but also disappointed because I strangely liked his attention. Then I notice my preppy peer, Tiffany slip a note onto his desk. He completely ignored it. She then slipped two more to him. I guess he was tired of ignoring her, but he picked up one of the notes. I was nosey and I hate to say it a little possessive of Vincent. So I leaned back enough to see the note and make it look like I was stretching.

* Hi there cutie!
I am Tiffany Overturf! I just wanted to save you from boresville Alianna. Wanted to see if you wanted to sit by me at lunch. Maybe you and I could be partners for the project!
XOXO,
Tiffy!

I was so flippin' pissed I could spit nails. How dare she?! I mean I know Vincent and I aren't a couple at all. But still seriously! Vincent smiled and wrote back on the same paper. I managed to see what he wrote.

* Hi there
I'm Vincent Gracian. I am not going to be saved from the gorgeous "Aliana". And I will not be sitting with you or your partner.
Go fuck yourself and the rest of the school,
Vincent!

I was about to die with laughter. I literally had to pinch myself to try and not laugh. Vincent handed Tiffany the note. Her smile slowly faded and then her faced scrunched up in a shocked face. She crumbled up the note and threw it at me but failed miserably. I bent down to reach it and read it again. It was priceless! Luckily for me and Vincent the bell rang signaling lunch. I just couldn't help it anymore, I died laughing. Vincent joined me with his deep musical laughter. I gathered my stuff still laughing hysterically and started stumbling out of class from laughing so hard. Vincent followed me closely. Ever so often he would grab my arm to help stabilize me . It sent shivers down my spine. I'm pretty much bawling because I'm laughing so damn hard. Vincent grabbed me to hold me still after me almost falling down the stairs.

"I'm good. I swear I am." I say in-between giggles.
"I am not entirely sure you are. Don't get me wrong I love hearing you laugh but I don't want it to be a hazard." He says chuckling at me stumbling away from his continuing down the next flight of stairs.

I make it down the stairs and halfway to the cafeteria barely. But I'm so sore from laughing my body just kinda collapsed on me. But I didn't fall. Vincent had caught me before I did. Literally I was a foot from the ground and he caught my big ass. I am a size frikkin 16. I ain't light! He had pressed me to his body his arms completely wrapped around me. I was facing him and he stared back at me with a look of disbelief and.... I wanna say longing. I was literally falling for this guy. I mean he was like a prince charming in real life. It had to be too good to be true.

***Vincent's Pov.***

There I was holding her to me. Her plush body hugging mine. My god she felt amazing here. Her bright and striking eyes shocked. It was just an instinct I had since I first met her. An internal voice was saying 'Protect'. Could be because of my other nature but this was different from any the other urges my beast demanded. She was smart, kind, feisty, down to earth, and it was an added bonus that she was absolutely stunning. She was the total opposite of Jasmine. Jas just wanted money and my body as her toy to play with anytime she wished. I thought all the urges I felt were love. Guess that's what you get from dating a witch. They mess with your mind. I wanted Aliana more than anything, though and she was definitely a human. Matt had talked to me about feeling something like this when he had met his mate.

By all the gods.. Is Aliana my mate? My eternal savior?