• Vampire High

    [Ch1][Meeting the odd]

    “Mom! Where did you put my purse?’I yelled as I rummaged though my stuff. My patience has grown thin from most of my belongings just disappearing. My mom made me move in with her because Dad have a alcohol problem. The town of Roseberry was just too dull. The cite I came from, hope whisper city, was much more lively. She seemed to love it, how hard that may seem. “Go check the moving truck!” Mom yelled back as she cleaned the kitchen which was about to rooms away from me. I mumbled a couple of curse words under my breathe and ran outside. I walked to a boxed shape trailer that was hitched to a large truck. It required two hands to open this rusty piece of crap. I pulled the latch and opened the door to the trailer. It smelt like mothballs and cat crap in the trailer. I held my breathe and picked up the remaining boxes and walked back inside.

    I opened all the boxes until I found what I was looking for, my purse. I had finally found my purse and I sighed with relief.

    After a long days of work of cleaning and unpacking my room was finally done. I wiped sweat off my forehead then sat on my bed. “Looks just like home.” I mumbled with much anger.

    I never really fit in back at my old school. You may find it hard to believe since I have fairly large breasts and pretty nice bottom. I am also skinny with black hair and blue eyes. I am just gorgeous. Now that I am going to Amy High I can change. People found out about my curse. I am able move and pick up things with my mind. Wind as it may sound, but it’s true. It is actually hereditary. My mom also had it. I am a psychic freak.

    “Rayne, baby, why don’t you go explore the town. It’s only 9:00.” Mom said as she walked into my room. “It is spring and it feels like someone pulled the city into a freezer.” I grouch as I crossed my arms. “Get a coat then. Just be back at 12:00.” Mom picked at her fingers one she said that. “Fine” I muttered as I pulled my coat over myself and grabbed my cell phone and shoved it in my pocket.

    “Leave the door unlocked!” I yelled as I stepped outside and shut the door.

    I am not sure how long I have been walked so I glanced at the clock on my wrist. 10:10. I sighed as I entered a park. Snow was now started to cover the ground and I plopped on a bench. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. I smelt blood, I had been able to since I was little. It was nauseating. I looked around to see a half eaten dead dog. I shrieked and jumped up. It was fresh, very fresh. From the bushes noises were heard. I back up. A handsome teen about the age of 17, or maybe older, stepped from the bushes. Blood dripped from his mouth. He wiped the blood off with his sleeve. His attention was brought to me. His silver hair partially covers his gorgeous golden eyes. His pale white skin went beautifully with the snow. His beauty was unatural.

    I stared at him with shock and he smiled showing his fangs as they retracted. “Hello.” He said. Right after that all I can remember was falling to the floor. I guess you could say I fainted.