• Chapter1: Blood Thirsty




    Dad left for work in moms 2009 Dodge Avenger. The doorbell raing and I ran to the door, and I opened it. There standing in front of me was a 6’1’, black hair, and hasel eyes he was as cute as ever. “ My mom told me to bring this over to say welcome back to Plymoth.” I stared at him as he said it. Micheal was unusualy weird today prabobly because I went on vecation for most of the summer and forgot to write to him, and forgot to take my phone. And had missed over four days of high school. I was so nervous. I went to my room which was right to the living room and its nice because I don’t like hights. I looked at my phone that had been pluged in all summer. I had over ten messages almost all of them were from Vane; he always liked me sence sixth grade.
    He looked down at me and stared at me while I was gawking at him. “What are you looking at?” he asked. “ah… Sorry.” I said blushing. He handed me the plate with a chocolate cake on it. “Wow!” I said gawing while grabing the plate. “See ya around.” He said leaving. “Bye.” I said softly. I closed the door, and went to set down the plate in the kitchen. “Who was that?” mom asked. “Oh, that was just Micheal his mom wanted to give us a gift to welcome us back.” Thinking that night I thought how hateful that conversation had been, because I said ‘hi’ then he said ‘wellcome back to the haborhood’ and then leaving how mean. And how stupid I had acted all gawking at him and saying ‘wow!’. That was altogether the worst first impression I had put on. I felt like this was never going to go away or stop hunting me for the rest of my life.
    I had fallen asleep after my melodramatic momment. The moring of going to a new school was still the same being nervous and everyone crouding around you like a toy of a lifelike sort. I had entered my first class which was Social studies. “Hay you’re the new person right? Micheal has told us about you.” A girl said. “Has he?” I said “Oh yeah that girl your name is Alex is that right? Oh theres nothing to worry about almost every girl in school likes him.” A snoby girl said slyly. I stared at her for a momment. “And what are you to him anyway? I don’t care who else likes him anyway.” I said walking to the desk I had chosen. She never replied to my comment. She glared at me hatefully from behind me.
    That wasen’t the worst encounter I had with her. But because Micheal wasen’t there we could fight all we wanted. She had black hair and blue eyes (That’s so weird… for a b***h its not that weird) My long beach blond hair was flustered like a black cats hair standing on end when hissing. I gared at her all day because she had every class with me. Of coures I now what she is to him but this to me was disgusting like fighting over a toy. And I understand she was here first. As I walked out of the school to my electric pearl blue 2009 Dodge Ram 2500 some one grabed me from behind and draged me to the back behind the school. Mabye its just me or is someone suppost to notice this person draging me? I blacked out when I woke up I was on the ground and a serg of pain went through my neck. Everyone was gone the teachers and students. I leaned up and instently felt dizzy, and leaned agenst the building. There were a few people hanging around and talking to eachother.
    One noticed that I was still around and stared down nervously once he say my eyes. I started walking twords the school and one stood in my way whitch really pissed me off. He stared down at me angerly like I was interupting something. “Where did you come from? How did you get here so fast?” He asked me. “I was here the whole time but you people didn’t notice.” I anwered him glaring now. He walked to the left of the stare way walking down. I walked at a fast away from him into the school and past him before he could take another step, or make the situation worse then it already was. He stared back at me when I walked ahead of me like he was freaked out about something. I headed to the girls bathroom. I looked at the mrrior and saw someone imposibly beautiful. Someone that didn’t look anything like me unless you counted the color of the hair. The eyes were a deep crimson red like dried blood. Sections of the hair was odd and had like red hi-lights.
    I put the hood from the blue hoody over my head and walked out to my car. The blue colored contact lences were there, and I used them to cover the new color that had taken over my eyes. I drove home as fast as the legal speed would let me to. I got to the drive way, mom’s car wasen’t there so I pulled into the drive way and grabed my spare key from the visor of the drivers side of the truck.