In almost complete shock about the noise, I dropped my chips while we were running in the direction of the scream. 

Heading into the trees as fast as we could, well as fast as Charles could. I didn't feel like ditching him so I decided to run beside him rather than leave him behind in my dust. I play almost every sport that is available in our school and have earned my scholarship because of it, it also helps that I have super vampire speed. 

Charles has never played any sports that weren't in gym and even then he always had a doctor's note to get out of it, he's more brain than speed. I'd like to say that Charles doesn't have and strength but the truth is, is that the 5’5” gay guy who I call my best friend is actually a very tough SOB. He could probably even almost kick my ass if he had the chance, almost. 

While we're running at Charles’ full speed he veers off in another direction unexpectedly “Dude! What are you doing!” I yell, turning around and head in the direction he went. 

“The scream came from this way!” He hollered, not looking away from the direction he was headed. 

“How do you even know!” I shouted back while weaving through trees and picking up speed to catch up to him. He looked over his shoulder for a split second and smirked, 

“didn't you learn anything from forensics last year? There was a struggle on the path we turned off on!” Charles stated with a cocky tone, before running around a corner and stopping dead in his tracks. 

“What is it?” I say jogging up beside him. Charles doesn't say anything but points to the blonde girl wearing a leather coat with a white t-shirt underneath, a pair of skinny ripped blue jeans and a pair of biker boots all of which were soaked in blood. She hadn't moved and for a moment we thought she was dead. 

My senses kicked in and I could hear her light breathing “shit.” I said getting down and picking up her unconscious body. 

“What are you doing? We can't leave the woods with some, dead girl!” Charles said, his voice sounding both frustrated and scared. I look over at him and he looks like he's just seen a ghost, and I honestly don't blame him. He seems speechless and his arms are outspread in disbelief that I've just picked up a “dead” girl like it was no big deal. 

“Come on! She's not dead you idiot! We have to get her to the hospital!” I practically yell, grabbing Charles hand and putting it on my arm, “hold on tight.” I say as I start heading off in my full vampire speed towards the hospital. 

We arrive at the hospital to find many people being rushed in at the same time, as if a big accident had happened somewhere not too far from the hospital itself. I'm about to run in with the girl when I hear the sound of someone vomiting behind me. I look over to see Charles throwing up on the sidewalk where we had stopped originally, 

“oh yeah, I forgot that happens to you.” I said looking over my shoulder while I walk into the doors of the hospital, within a matter of seconds the girl I was holding was put on a gurney and rushed off to one of the rooms past the big heavy grey and white doors that lead to where all of the other patients were being taken to get better. “Excuse me young man, do you happen to know anything about the girl? Name? Address? Family?” A short female nurse dressed in white with a nametag that read Tory said to me while I was standing dumbfounded in the main hallway of the hospital. 

I look down slightly at the averaged height woman “um no. Me and my friend,” I stop to turn and point at the kid outside now hugging a garbage can while throwing up into it 

“we found her in the woods that surround my neighbourhood.” I said about to walk back out the door then turned around and gave the nurse my number on a piece of scrap paper,

“can you call me when she wakes up?” I said, officially turning around towards the door and heading back outside to be greeted with Charles who is now just kind of dry heaving occasionally into the trash can. I sit down beside him in the grass, he looks at me with his now pale green face “how'd it go?” He musters out looking like he may throw up again any second.