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A Vampire’s Life
By: Jacob Newman
Chapter 1
Midnight Blood Rave
The sound of rain was everywhere, soaking my black stained shirt. The sweet smell of blood filled the air as I lay in a red pool that stained my cloths and mouth. The sweetest taste was filling my mouth. Sitting, I drank the blood of my victim. Their cold corpse lay in my arms, drenched in their own blood. Another stolen life lay in my arms, dead, sad, eyes open, staring back at me, and I had no emotion or sorrow towards them.
I hear a twig crack from the woods next to me; I stand up and gaze over with beat red eyes. I see 2 blue eyes flash out from the darkness, as the figure is scared for his life, he quickly turns to run. When he turns around I’m already in front of him. “How long were you watching.” I asked with my bloody cloths and blood stained lips. “I wasn’t watching anything, I swear!” he said; I could feel the fear leaking out of him like blood from flesh, he was scared out of his mind and was ready to run for his life.
His hands were trembling from the cold and fear, looking me directly in the eyes, I could see all the torture that I would put him through for watching “So you didn’t see anything?” I asked; licking my fang ready to strike. “I didn’t, I swear! Please don’t hurt me!” he begged starting to cry, tears and rain rolling down is face. “Well I can’t let you go when you no my secret.” I said; taking a step forward. “I wont tell anyone, I promises just please spare me!” he was starting to lose it he was so scared. “Oh, so you do know? I thought you said that you didn’t see what happened? Did you lie to me?” I asked as I took a step closer, now nearly breathing down his stiff shoulder. “I… please don’t kill me!” He shrieked. “Sorry I can’t do that” I replied as I cut his chest open with my katana.
Blood squirted everywhere as his lifeless body fell to the ground. Another soul reaped from its body tonight. The smell of fresh blood was so good; I reached down and bit the dead mans corpse, drinking the fresh thick blood. The sweet thick liquid filling my mouth as I force swallowed it down in large gulp’s trying not to gag it back up. Oh, the sweet substance was indescribable; three people in one night, so much blood and my stained cloths left a sweet scent.
I looked around making sure that no 1 else had been watching, and I dragged my victims into the darkness. I dragged both bodies to a cemetery and tossed them into 2 empty graves holding coffins empty and ready for their owners. I took a shovel and buried them now making 3 more new unnamed graves. Rain pattered against the ground and softened the dirt below me. As I finished burying the corpses in their new coffins, pondered on what I had done, but no matter how much I tried to feel bad, sorry, or guilty, I couldn’t.
But I still didn’t feel full, my thirst for blood was still bursting inside my body, screaming and hissing at me “blood! I need blood! You want blood! Go retrieve it!” it repeated in the back of my head. I couldn’t fight the urge, I, too, wanted it, to take another victim and drink blood. My crest, which looked like a tattoo on my neck, flared with pleasure when I drink blood, but burned with pain when I didn’t. The voice continued to hiss and scream, “Kill! Kill! Take the lives of people and fill our thirst! You need it! You want it!” the voice was right, I did want it; I wanted it so bad, so I went out to claim another life.
It was cold and wet, but I liked it that way. The darkness was my home, my territory. It made it easier for me for claim lives, easier to see, easier to do everything. I hear some 1 running up steps, a girl, alone, scared, and worried. “Hey sir, excurse me sir” she shouted my way. I opened my eyes wide and looked behind me to see if some 1 was there that she was talking to, but the only things there were trees, stairs, and rain. “Sir, are you ok!? Sir?” she continued, talking to me. Why wasn’t she afraid? I could feel fear coming from her lone body, but she asked me more and more “Sir, I said are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?” she pulled out her cell phone still heading closer to me. “No!” I snapped at her.
“Good” she said with a sigh in relief, I could feel her fear wither away. “What happened?” she asked motioning to my blood stained cloths and hands. I didn’t reply. “Sir, what’s your name? And why are you blood drenched? Are you hurt?” she asked concerned. Suddenly the voice cam to me again, hissing and snarling at me “Kill her!” I stood silently and clenched my head shaking it. “No! No! No!” the woman stood puzzled. “Sir, are you alright? What’s wrong?” She took a step forward, cautiously trying to look into my eyes. “Kill her! Now! She’s standing right next to you!” the voice screeched in my head, taunting me, and promoting me to lunge forward and slice her neck and poor her blood in my mouth and over my body. “Sir, what’s wrong? Why are you all alone?” her soft voice said waiting for a reply. “Ugh! Kill her! Kill her!” the voice howled in my head as my crest burned like fire on my neck, the pain unbearable. “Sir, are yo…” she didn’t finish her sentence. My katana was now plunged through her stomach.
The voice took had taken control of me, I had no problem killing, but … I don’t wish to kill girls ever. My body numb, the voice relaxed, and hissed at me more “Blood! Drink her blood!” I leaned down but before I could bite her neck I heard her voice “Why?” she asked as she coughed up blood and panted, gasping for air. I stood motionless, shocked, and worried, my mouth right at her neck. “Please tell my daughter I love her.” she said making her last request … her death wish. “Please, that’s all I ask, please” she said with tears on her face and blood on her mouth that she was coughing up and the blood from her wound. The voice had ceased. What should I do? “Please, if you do that, then I’ll forgive you.” She said and started to breathe heavily. I laid her down… and ran, quickly running through the night.
But I stopped and looked back, in the far distance I saw he body, ready to slip off a step. I bolted back as fast as possible and caught her just before her head was about to smash against the wet, hard, concrete. I grabbed her and took her to the bottom of the stairs and gently lay her down. I grabbed her phone and dialed 911, and lay the phone next to her, and ran away into the darkness.
I stopped at the middle of the concrete stairs, which stretched 1 mile, and looked up at the moon. As the full moon glared down and the rain stopped, my rave had ended. My blood thirst was quenched, my time was due and I came unprepared. Leaving massacred people on the ground. My red glowing eyes retreated, my craving to kill was recessed, and my crest left a sharp pain as it soaked back into my skin, leaving it invisible on my bare skin. I walked wearily swaying from time to time trying as not to fall over. I walked home as my blood drenched cloths began to wrinkle and become stiff. At least I’m positive that I won’t kill any one else… well, at least not tonight.
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Out of no where I was standing in front of a medium sized white house; I had no clue whose house it was though. Something was pulling me to this house; I couldn’t move or walk away. What made this house so special? I took a couple steps forward, and knocked on the auburn door. I stood looking around; gazing at the rose bush fence covered in thorns and beautiful fully blossomed roses; that looked like soft red silky velvet curled in petals perfectly bushed together and a kiss of rain dripping from them on a stick with thorns. The freshly cut grass with there wet completion gleaming with the moons glow. A beautiful tall dogwood was firmly planted on one end of the lawn and on the other laid another. The two statues of angels in front of the rose entwined archway. The bird bath now full to its brim and the flower boxes hanging from the windows. The flower bed very well and properly cared for looked amazing at night.
I knocked again, three more times until I saw a light come on form a window that I could see from the reflection in the bird bath. I stood under the porch top that was supported by two Romanic pillars that sat at the top of the steps to the porch, and connected to the white metal rails that ran down the steps. I heard a click from the door as I head feet stepping on the other side.
It slowly creaked open and revealed the most gorgeous girl that I had ever seen in my life; she stood there with a black My Chemical Romance T-shirt. Her black satin or silk night pants. Her short black silky hair that had a large streak of red dyed hair covering her eye and a few more red streaks, some of her hair was in a red silk lace that kept it up in the back. She had the most beautiful brown eyes that were so soulful, wrapped in a blanket of black eyeliner. Her lip piercing gleamed in the moonlight as did her pierced ears that had 5 earrings in each ear. She had obviously been awake because she looked completely awake and no where near tired.
She stood at the opposite side of the door just as stunned as me. We stood there gazing at each other features, and mouths partially opened. Although we were both amazed, she seemed more shocked. She looked at my bloody cloths and my blood stained hands.
“Oh my god!” she said almost screaming. “Come inside” she shrieked grabbing my arm and pulling me inside so fast that I almost fell face first on the floor.
She pulled me through her entry way and down a hall passing her den, and living room. When we reached the end of the dimly lightened hallway we came to a staircase in front of us a kitchen on the left, dinning room on the right, and next to the dinning room was a bathroom and across from it was a closet.
She lead my into the bath room and patted the counter “sit up here” she almost demanded and so I did.
She took my shirt off to reveal my blood stained chest but no cuts “Can I have my shirt back” I finally said taking the stiffened shirt from her and placing it back on me.
“Why are you covered in blood but you don’t have a single scratch?” she asked as she slowly backed up towards the kitchen rethinking why she let me in.”I …” I saw her now cautious eyes ready to beam into the kitchen and grab a knife.
“Tell me or ill call the cops” she said as she reached into her pocket to grab her cell phone.
“Don’t!” I exclaimed jumping from the counter.
“You don’t want to do that.”
“Why?” she snapped, thinking that she had an advantage on me. Suddenly I remembered the address! It was the one on the lady’s “Emergency Information” card!
“Because I have to tell you something!” the words blurted out of my mouth right before she clicked the number nine on her phone. “What do you have to tell me?” she snapped still trying to have power over me; girls are very dominating, and in a strange way … I liked it. Wait I need to focus on the present right now. I shook my head to get back on track, and she gave me the most confused and bazaar look that was almost saying “what the hell?” And it was so cute! No! I need to stay on track, I grabbed my head and squeezed it and hit it trying to stay on focus and she looked at me like I was a complete freak. As she stood there looking at me I got so embarrassed, I almost started to blush as I stood motionless.
She finally snapped back to reality before I did and asked “Answer me; what did you need to tell me?” She felt a bit better now that she knew I wasn’t crazy, even though I kind of felt like I was. She put her phone back in her pocket. What should I do? Should I tell her the truth, which I nearly killed her mom and she was laying on the steps with a hole in her, bleeding in the cold, and could or couldn’t be alive?
“I forgot.” I said not knowing what to say. “Oh, so you forgot” she said crossing her arms. “Uh…” I stood not replying. She gave me a weird look that I had only seen girls do, a look that read “do I look stupid to you?” and she made a sound that always followed after “Ah huh.” she shifted her hip to 1 side with her crossed arms and leaned on that side with the same mouth that every girl gets. I’m starting to think that all girl see right through me; girls are now becoming too predictable, and their all alike in some sense. “Uh…” and like every other guy … I didn’t have a good reply. How great I’m caught by a girl in her house and I’m about to be asked the same question. “Tell me the truth.” she said at the exact same time I thought it in my mind.
It’s the worst when you get caught, but it’s the apocalypse when you’re in my position. “Uh…” still I had now way out, I’m stuck! I was hoping for a miracle but I couldn’t come up with anything. “Well?” she demanded. My arms were already on their own idea, waving in weird formations like they were conducting a trains, cars, planes and boats all at the same time. I looked at my arms like they were my savior, like they somehow knew girl language and they had decided to help me.
“Tell me or I’ll …” she reached into her pocket that had her cell phone. I freaked! I jumped forward, but her arms were entwined in a weird way, so I couldn’t get at the phone. Then, all of a sudden my body forced itself at her and began to kiss her! What the hell did I just do!? Was I actually that crazy!? What was an angry girl going do to me!? I had already prepared my death wish when she dropped the phone. I opened my eyes open a tad bit and she had been kissing me back!
She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me close kissing me! Her soft lips were amazing. But I was just happy that she didn’t dial 911. I glanced down at the phone and the numbers 911 were dialed in but the talk button hadn’t been clicked.
Out of relief and pleasure I gently grabbed her waist and I kissed her more and longer. What was I doing? Why was I kissing her? And why was I enjoying it? We kept kissing, and not stopping, we slowly ended up against the wall making out but with no reason. Her gentle lips against mine, our mouths united, nothing else seemed to matter. She gently ran her fingers through my hair, as I did to hers, as we kissed even more. Coming up for air I wondered if she knew what she was doing.
She pulled my head back down and kissed me more and she kept kissing me until we had made our way into the living room and she sat me on the couch and sat on my lap and continued to kiss me. I’m so happy that my body did that or I’d be in the back seat of a police car by now. That’s when it hit me; how was I going to get out of the house when reality hit her? And before I could think of something to do, she hit reality hard and fast.
“Oh my god” She shrieked and shoved me into the couch “You b*****d!” she got up and went ballistic. “You tricked me! You seduced me! You a*****e!” she screamed and yelled nonstop. “That was something you just had to tell me huh?” I stood there shocked. Mood swing much? “Get out of my house!” she pointed towards the door. “Ok?” I said as I got up and headed out the door. I got prepared for her to shove her foot up my a** and kick me out, but when I opened the door she turned me around and kissed me again! “Thanks for your time.” She said in a playful voice. What the hell! She must m on her period … or drugs. “Now get off my property!” she snapped at me. So before she could change her mind on anything again, I ran as fast as I could; not even taking any time to look back.
Chapter 2
New Student
The bright sun beamed through my black and red satin curtains. I opened my eyes as they tried to adjust to the light. I let out a deep yawn and stretched. “Good morning.” I heard my sister call. “Good morning to you too” I replied, sitting up in my bed. I got up and shut my door. I went over and looked at my vampire kisses alarm clock and looked at the time: 6:47. I let out a sigh and went over to my dresser and put on an Atreyu T-shirt and some black jeans. I went and put on some eyeliner and combed my black hair with its red tips.
“Are you ready for school?” my sister asked as I came down stairs. “Yes.” I replied. I glanced at the T.V. and watched the news for a bit. “Breaking news comes to us today, as three unnamed graves suddenly appeared out of the blue at the downtown cemetery last night, officials are digging them up to find out what, or maybe who could be in there” The reporter started “Also a woman found dead on the Holly Park’s step’s with a supposable stab wound to the gut. No eye witnesses have been found and police are still working on this bewildering case. More about that coming up, on your local news channel.” I turned the T.V. off.
“You’re pathetic.” My sister said, as I got up and made my way into my kitchen. “So you forgot to get blood before your due time again, didn’t you” she continued. “Shut up.” I replied, grabbing some milk out of the fridge. “I knew it! You just have to bury your victims huh? That’s so like you” she said. “Just leave me alone.” I said as I poured the milk into my count coco cereal. My sister turned the T.V. on again.
“And that was how the fire started” the reporters voice came on again “at 4A.M. this morning, the grave yard worker, Jim Cozwelber, found three new, unnamed grave stones with freshly dug dirt, over on the far end of the cemetery.” The reporter continued “At this time officials are digging up these unnamed graves and finding what, or maybe who, might be buried under there. Stay with us after these commercials.” The reporter finished.
“Just like last year isn’t that right little bro.” My sister called out from the Den. “How about 6 months ago when 6 jocks were found dead with duel scratch marks all over their bodies, isn’t that right sis?” I snapped back. My sister didn’t reply. I finished up my count coco cereal and walked into the den to ask if my sister was ready for school. She sat in her black bite me night shorts, and sported a short sleeve nightmare before Christmas T-shirt.
“Are you going to school in that?” I asked referring to her cloths. She turned around with a spoon in her mouth and a bucket of cheery ice cream in her hand. She pulled the spoon out of her mouth. “I’m skipping today” she replied, grabbing another scoop of ice cream and stuffing it in her mouth. “Then who’s going to drive me to school?” I asked. “Damn, I didn’t think of that. Fine hop in, I’ll take you there but you have to walk at least a block because I can’t have people seeing me in this.” She said, giving up. “Fine.” I agreed.
“Welcome back to your local news channel, I’m Jessie blank and this is local news at seven” the reporter said in a hazed voice “At precisely 4:17 this morning, Anna Madison, a 33 year old mother and widow, was found dead at Holly Park. She had just moved into town only a week ago.” The reporter said as I sat next to my sister. “Officials say, she was supposedly stabbed in the gut with a sword of some sort. Police are sill baffled as to why the phone call was send at the point where she couldn’t dial. She is the mother of, 15 year old Rose Madison.” A picture of the girl I met that night came up on the screen and I let out a gasp. “You still have your katana!?” My sister asked in shock. “Hush” I quieted my sister. “Don’t you hush me!” my sister said angrily. “Sorry I’m just trying to listen” I replied “This shall be looked into more by investigators, but stay tuned to find out why fishers are going to have a bad season, here on your local news at seven” the reported faded as a commercial came on.
“Ok now I’ll take you to school” my sister said turning off the T.V. and grabbing her keys. “Ok.” I said as I flung my backpack on my shoulder. We walked down the steps, and went over to my sister’s car. She had a black Honda with a purple outline; her seats were black with purple net across them.
We drove down our twisting driveway and down the dirt road and then came off the dirt road and went down the street. We went across eerie pond, and over death hill. And we passed sorrows cemetery. I enjoyed the name of our surrounding area; they brought life to my town. We crossed onto a main road and went to school. Just like my sister said, she dropped me off 2 blocks away. “Have a good day bro” she said as I shut the door. “Enjoy your day off but don’t forget to pick me up, ok” I replied slinging my backpack over my shoulder. “I know” she said as she drove back home. I walked down the two blocks and made my way past a couple jocks and past a few nerds.
“Hey!” I heard someone shout to me. I turned around and my friend Yuffie was walking up the side walk. She was dressed in ripped jeans, she had a good charlotte T-shirt on, and her beautiful brown hair was up in a bun. “Hey.” I replied. “What’s up?” she asked walking up to me. “Nothing” I said as I walked to the doors of the school. “Same” she said rolling her eyes and looking down. “The school year starts and I haven’t found at least one new friend.” she said as we walked down the wide lobby room and turned into a hallway. “What about Matt?” I replied trying to reassure her. “Matt doesn’t count I became friends with him before the summer ended.” she said putting her self down. “Oh” I replied feeling a bit bewildered.
“Did you hear about the new girl?” I heard someone ask there friend behind us. “Yeah, who hasn’t.” a girl said back to him. “I heard she’s like…” he stopped talking. I could feel two eyes zero in on me. “You know who.” “Oh” the girl replied understanding. “Do you no what class she has for homeroom? I think I might try to be friends with her.” The girl said to him. “You want to he friends with her?” he asked her in shock. “Well I want to try to get to know her at least.” She replied almost rethinking her choice of words. “Well ok then, I heard she’s going to have Mr. Peterman for homeroom.” He replied to her. Wait a sec. Mr. Peterman is my homeroom teacher. I came to the cafeteria and went inside. The two students went farther down the hall so I couldn’t hear more about the new student.
I headed to homeroom after I got done eating breakfast. I opened the door to find everyone sitting down and Mr. Peterman saying names and students responding with “Here”. “Mr. Maxwell” the teacher said looking at me. “Please call me jv I prefer it.” I said as I shut the door heading into the classroom. “And I’d prefer you to be on time, so once you come on time I’ll call you J.V.” he said back to me. “Now please take your seat before I give you a tardy slip.” He said motioning to my seat. I walked over to my seat and sat down while he continued saying names.
Just then I smelt a strong sweet smell. I knew that smell anywhere… it was the smell of blood. The smell got stronger and stronger with each second. Why was it moving? Mr. Peterman stepped out side of the room. The class talk got louder. Then Mr. Peterman came back in and got every ones attention. “Quiet down class, I have an announcement.” He said in a stern voice. “There will be a new student joining us today, she’s a bit different so every 1 give her a warm welcome.” He looked at me like I was about to win a jackpot on a lottery ticket. He opened the door and first I saw a red shoe, then a leg with fishnet. Then a black skirt and a Black shirt with a red lace and bow around the bottom of it followed after. Next came two hands with two cutoff finger gloves and then I saw a face I never thought I’d see again… it was Rose. “Rose Madison.” Mr. Peterman announced and she looked at me and we both let out a gasp, as did the rest of the class. I looked at her with amazement and she did the same. The class was busy looking at both Rose and me.
Mr. Peterman ended the silence. “Your seat is right over there Miss Madison.” He pointed to a seat on the opposite side of the room. “Ok thanks.” She went over to her seat bewildered and in shock. I sat there baffled as to why she was the new girl. The bell rang. “Ok time for first period now out of my class room.” Mr. Peterman said to all the grunting and moaning teens that headed out the door. I knew this was my chance; I rushed over to Rose and gently grabbed her arm. She spun around and her eyes opened widely. “You.” She said to me before I could say anything. “What?” I asked puzzled. She scanned the halls. “You’re the one that came to my house two days ago.” She said to me. “Yeah, that was me.” I replied. “Listen meet me at lunch because I got to go to first period ok.” She said while looking at the clock. “Ok. Um see you then.” “Yeah, see you then, bye” “Bye.” She walked down the hall
I sat through my first 3 classes and came to the library for study hall. I looked around the room and saw a few people playing cards on a table in the back. I pulled out my MP3 and played a vampire’s lament by Atreyu. I sat and thought to my self. What was I going to do? How did she end up at my school? It’s almost like someone knew about that night and wanted to make me guilty. Suddenly it happened again; the smell of blood filled the air. Why did I smell blood? And at that moment a girl came into the library with a card in her hand and a pile of books in the other. She talked to the librarian for a little bit before turning to find a table to sit at. I looked up and sure enough, it was Rose. She looked at me like I was following her. But I wasn’t. She was following me! She went and sat at a table that was farther in the middle away from everyone and immediately started to open and study her books.
I got up and moved over to her table and sat across from her. She looked up from her book and looked at me. “Can I help you?” she asked setting the book down. “You said you wanted to talk to me about something?” I asked referring to earlier “Oh yeah, I just wanted to tell you that that time you came to my house, I wasn’t thinking strait, and so that’s the only reason that happened, I had too much Nyquil and I wasn’t my self, ok” she said with a hint of confidence. I let out a small and quiet giggle “Ok” I replied. “I’m serious! Nyquil has alcohol in it so I had too much!” she said starting to turn red and almost talking in a normal voice instead of hushed tones. “Ok, ok I believe you!” I said just as loud as her. I looked around and everyone in the library was looking at us. I got so embarrassed. Every one quickly turned around and went back to what they were doing. I looked over at Rose and she was redder than her bow and lace on her shirt. The bell rung signaling 4th period was over. Rose got up and took her pile of books and left.
The halls swarmed with teens heading down stairs to the cafeteria. Groups got up in the halls as did friends and teachers. I looked around and quickly found Yuffie, and we headed down stairs before running into Travis Smith. “What the hell?” he said as he stepped back looking at me. “Did you just run into me?” I looked at him angrily. “No you ran into me.”
Travis and I didn’t have such a great history with each other. This started in 2nd grade, when everyone feared “big boy Billy.” Billy Raymond was the biggest meanest 8 year old around then. Although, I, never feared him one bit. In fact he feared me. There were few that went near him but I was the only one that became his friend. One day big boy Billy had been sucking on a lollypop when Travis ran into him. Billy dropped his lollypop and got very mad; he grabbed Travis’s hair and tossed him into the wall. Travis got up, enraged, and rushed at Billy. Billy side stepped his lunge and tripped him. That’s when I came in the room; I saw Billy back up into the closet and fall down. Travis saw this opportunity and took it. He lunged at Billy, who was struggling to get up, and lifted his fist and threw it into Billy’s face. I walked over while Travis didn’t notice my presence and as he lifted his fist ready to put Billy in a coma, he pelted it down with all his strength and I stepped to the side and easily grabbed it. He jerked his hand out of mine and tried for my face, I caught it again and took his fist and tossed him to the ground. “Why wont you let me hit him he hit me!” Travis said getting up and grabbing my arm. I slapped him and he let go, then I took his arm and bit it with all my might, suddenly I smelt blood. My fangs had pierced his arm and now the sweet substance came into my mouth. He let out a scream and started to cry, I didn’t let go I sucked on his wound as hard as possible. The teacher came over and yanked us apart and she saw the blood on his arm and on my mouth, she quickly grabbed a Band-Aid and a paper towel and wiped the blood from my lips and his arm and put the Band-Aid on his wound. That began our hate.
“Watch where you’re going next time you damn vampire.” Travis said to me. “Why don’t you, jackass” I replied and he left. “Just forget him, he’s an a**” Yuffie said to me in a sweet voice. “What ever.” I said walking down the steps. I entered the loud cafeteria and got in line for lunch. Today there was chili cheese fries with mash potatoes. I grabbed my tray and walked into the kitchen. I got my food and went up to the register and pulled out my student ID card and scanned it on the scan pad. “Sorry jv your card has no more money on it, put your food back please.” The lunch lady said to me in a usual voice. “Ok.” I replied, my third day with no money for lunch. I went and sat at my usual empty table and waited for Yuffie to get there. Yuffie finally arrived at my table with 2 trays of food. “Tanks so much yuffie” I said to her. Olivia goes by one name, and that’s yuffie. She’s a “fearless ninja warrior” she’ my best friend if not only friend. She’s just cool like that to go by yuffie. But it’s easy to get used to it. “You can’t have me buying all your lunches now.” She giggled a cute giggle and started to eat. “Ok.” I replied.
Suddenly I smelt it again; the smell of blood came into the room. Why did I smell blood? “So do you know that new rose girl? I saw you two chatting in the halls.” Yuffie asked. “Um, we have met before, but only briefly” I replied “Why did you ask?” I asked her. “Because she headed this way.” I turned around and sure enough she was walking directly to us. “Hey, may I sit here?” Rose said gesturing to an empty seat. “Um…” “Sure” Yuffie said before I could say anything. “Thanks” Rose said in a sweet voice and sat at our table with us. “So how are you?” Yuffie asked Rose. “I’m fine and you?” Rose replied. “I’m good, so how do you like the school? Get any friends yet?” Yuffie asked like her sweet self. “I think the school is great, and I have not made any friends yet.” Rose said and I felt so bad for her. “I’ll be your friend.” the words blurted out of my mouth before I could think. Yuffie’s jaw dropped. “Um, ok, thanks I guess.” She gave me a cheesy grin. I am such an idiot! Why did I just say that? I’m just so drawn to her that I couldn’t help but say it! I mean she’s a nice person, she has a great personality, and personally I think she’s got great lips and a kiss that knocks me out but I’m the only 1 that knows that. So why can’t I be her friend? I guess I will it doesn’t seem bad at all. In fact it seems great. We sat and talked the rest of lunch about our likes, our dislikes, our favorite bands, and ext.
The bell rang and we left the cafeteria knowing just a bit more about each other, it made me kind of happy that I was able to spend time with her. I finished my last to classes and left school at the bell, my sis was waiting three blocks away with the tinted windows rolled up. I opened the door and she was still in the same thing drinking out of a red stained vial. “This one is mine I swear.” She said to me as I got in the car. “It better be because if I’m missing a blood vial I’m going come after you in your dreams again.” I said as she started the car. “Fine, fine, fine I took it from your box.” “RAVEN!” I screamed at her. “Calm down you need to under stand that I don’t have anymore left ok.” She said trying to calm me “There still mine!” I yelled. “Fine, fine, I’ll buy you a new vial ok” she said. “You better” I said and sat back in my seat. We drove home and I went inside for the rest of the day.
