1. How does repeating all 4 years of high school feel?
It pretty much sucks. I tend to avoid high school events. I get my school work done and that's about as involved as I get. This includes hanging out with people. I have two friends and neither are popular. It makes things less complicated, plus I feel accepted among them. Yes, it's isolating and lonely, but my job is to protect people, not become their friend.
2. Do you get scared when kicking vampire/daychild butt?
No. I'm used to it. You train for what seems like forever, awaiting the day you turn fifteen and are allowed to Seek without your mentor. When you're finally able to get out there and kick butt it feels so natural. Seeking is what I was born to do. There's no room for being scared. Weakness gets you killed.
3. How do you envision your retirement from being a Seeker?
Hmm, I don't know. Seeking is really all I know. My mother went on to become a nurse and marry my father. I hope to do the same someday. I guess I'll go to college and figure out what I want to do with my life like "normal" people do *laughs*.
4. Some people say “love conquers all.” Tell me how you feel about that.
I don't necessarily think that's true. There are a lot of obstacles that can get in the way, as Kai and I have found. It doesn't help that neither of us are very experienced in the relationship department. I'm learning. I guess time will tell.
5. What would a day off from seeking entail?
Great question. I have no idea. I suppose I would stay home and watch a movie with my mom. We are pretty close. Even though we had our issues after my father's death, she's really one of the only people I have to confide in other than my mentor, Abram. I love to read, so I would probably pick up a novel I've been dying to read.
6. Describe the perfect date.
Kicking butt on the streets of Baltimore of course. That's why Kai and I work so well together. We both consider a productive evening taking out as many Daychildren as we can. There's certainly never a dull moment with us.
7. Favorite food: sweet or salty.
Salty. I love potato chips.
8. If you had one wish what would it be?
That my father was still alive.
Excerpt - Dark Return (Seeker, Book 2)
Janie stood outside the old museum, itching to get inside. Flanked by her mother and her mentor, both geared up in cargo pants and carrying daggers, she felt powerful. Like the last time they fought together, Janie knew she was in the presence of greatness. Isabelle had once been a fierce fighter, one of the best. Seeing her mother in this new light had added a new dimension to their relationship. They weren't just mother and daughter anymore. . .they were teammates. The same went for her mentor.
With Matt safely in the car a few blocks away, Abram nodded, giving them the go-ahead to enter the museum. Abram removed an instrument from his pocket and slid it into the lock. With a click, the door opened.
He placed his hand on Janie's arm, holding her back. "We don't know what we're going to find, if they're here at all. You need to be prepared for anything."
Janie swallowed and nodded. She couldn't remember the last time she had actually felt scared. She could and would take on anything. But when it involved Kai, she was completely terrified.
Janie stepped into the old row home adorned with brick walls and smelling slightly of moth balls. The sight before her filled her with both horror and relief. She fell to her knees, the impact of the wood shooting through her thighs.
With her mother’s help, Janie steadied herself and stood. Everything suddenly seemed to move in slow motion as she crossed the room, falling again to the floor in front of Kai's lifeless body. Metal shackles chained him to the brick wall. His beautiful blonde hair spilled over his face, covering his perfectly sculpted features. She placed her hands on both sides of his face and lifted his head, wanting desperately to see his bright green eyes stare back at her. His lush blonde lashes blanketed the dip of his eye sockets. If he weren't shackled to the wall, Janie would have just thought he was sleeping.
She guided his head forward to check for a pulse. He wasn't breathing, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. He didn't need to breathe to live.
Suddenly she couldn't move. No. She didn't want to know if he was alive. She couldn't survive the loss of someone else she loved. Her father's death had nearly killed her. Her heart wasn't strong enough to go through it again.
"Janie." Isabelle stood above her.
"I can't do it, Mom." She dipped her head into Kai's, taking in his clean scent.
Isabelle wrapped her arms around her daughter. Janie feared if she let go, she might shatter into pieces. Her heart already felt like it was about to explode. This was why she ran from love. Losing it was too hard for the human body to bear, even if she was tougher than the average human. Her heart was still fragile; it wasn't a muscle she could work out at the gym.