Freddie Benson leaped on the vampire's neck, tearing its head off with one swift twist. The vampire cried out in pain before crumbling to pieces on the ground.

Freddie landed on his feet, zooming through the forest and back to his home in Bushwell Plaza.

He jumped the windows and landed on his fire escape. He had come to Seattle for one thing and one thing only: to complete his mission of being a champion vampire slayer.

…

"Hello, is this Mr. Warren's chemistry homeroom?"

Sam's blue eyes immediately locked on the new boy entering the classroom.

"Ah, you must be Freddie Benson," The teacher said, smiling as he greeted the senior. "Please take a seat in the back beside Sam Puckett."

Freddie inwardly groaned, throwing his backpack over his shoulder. Without looking up, he imagined what this guy, Sam, could look like. He'll probably have big muscles, pearly white teeth, jet black hair and green eyes—a lady's man, Freddie thought, sulkily.

When he looked up to take a seat besides Sam, he noticed that in fact this wasn't a big, intimidating man; this was a petite, gorgeous, blonde headed, blue eyed girl.

"Sam, if you would show him around right now, that'd be great." Mr. Warren said, giving the two permission to leave class.

Sam looked at the boy sitting next to her and she couldn't help but smile a little.

His hair was brown, his eyes were brown, he was even wearing brown cargo pants. Brown might as well become my new favorite color, she thought, smiling even more. This guy was really handsome.

Unlike every other human in this school, this boy didn't make her want to drink blood and kill living things, which in her case, was extremely weird.

"So, do you want to go?" He asked, placing his backpack on the floor, and interrupting her thought

She shrugged and led him out of the classroom.

When they tried to get out of the door together, his arm brushed hers. He couldn't help but think she was freezing. Her skin was so cold.

"Uh, you're freezing." He pointed out. "Do you need a jacket? Because I can give you mine. I'm burning up."

Her tongue pressed against her fangs and she almost let out a hiss. She did not want him to feel her coldness. That could give away so much about her identity.

"Um, I guess," She said, as she took his jacket from him. She led him down the hall. "Okay this is the senior hall—our main hallway."

Freddie looked around. Everything was so…colorful.

"It looks really nice," He commented.

She shrugged. "I've been at this school ever since ninth grade. You get used to it."

He nodded, smiling at everything she showed him.

When the tour was almost done, Freddie let out a chuckle.

"What?" She asked, a small grin on her face.

"When the teacher told me to sit by Sam Puckett, I pictured a guy," He told her, honestly. "And then I saw you and you're obviously a girl. You're striking."

"I get that a lot," She told him. "Sam is short for Samantha."

"Freddie is short for Fredward," He admitted

They stayed silent for a while.

"So," He spoke up. "What are you doing this afternoon?"

"U-uh," Hunting for animals to kill and eat, she thought, but refrained from saying it. "I'll be at my best friend, Carly's, apartment."

"Oh," Freddie said. "Do you think she'll mind if you cancel?"

Sam shrugged. "Why?"

"I wanted us to do something," He said and she smirked.

"That's rather selfish of you."

"Is that a yes?" He asked. He sorta liked this girl.

She smiled at him. "I'm sure Carly wouldn't mind."

...

During lunch, Freddie searched for his new friend and spotted her sitting down beside a pretty brunette. He figured that must be Carly. For some reason, she looked very familiar.

As he approached them, Sam looked up, a smile playing at her lips.

"Do you want to sit with Carls and I, Freddie?" Sam asked, teasing him slightly.

"Oh, you're the 'hot guy' that Sam told me about," Carly said and Sam's face paled even more than it already had been.

Freddie shrugged. "I guess I am." He took a seat in front of Sam.

"So, Freddie, where do you live?" Carly asked, engaging in a conversation with him.

"Apartment 8D in Bushwell Plaza," He answered, taking a bite of his sandwich.

Sam nearly choked on the water she had just tried consuming. "What?"

Freddie looked up, startled.

"Carly lives in apartment 8C of Bushwell Plaza."

Freddie smiled. "So turns out you don't have to ditch Carly tonight." He turned to the brunette. "And turns out you and I are neighbors."

He looked at Carly. He couldn't help but think he remembered her from somewhere.

"So, we're all hanging out then?"

Sam shrugged. "Yeah,"

"Good, after school say at around 4 PM, we meet at the Groovy Smoothie?" Carly asked.

They all nodded. "4 PM."

A beeping sound came from Sam's phone and she looked down and her eyes widened. "Carls, we have to go."

Sam gave Carly "the look" and she instantly understood.

"See ya later, Fredward,"

Freddie was left to eat his sandwich alone.

…

"Can you believe there was a slayer in the lunch room today?" Carly asked as she and Sam made it home that day. Sam shook her head.

"Look, Fredward can't know we're vampires," Sam told her. "Because I really like him and if he finds out I'm a vampire, he'll think I'm a freak!"

"I remember him from somewhere," Carly said, placing her fingers on her chin. "I just can't remember where."

"Well, it's 2:30…we still have an hour and thirty minutes til we have to meet him at the Groovy Smoothie." Sam stated, looking at the clock.

"Then we better go feed," Carly suggested. "I don't want to get 'hungry' with all those humans there."

Sam nodded and the two were off to the woods.

…

Sam wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand when she was finished sucking the blood from the deer.

"Sam, watch out!" She heard behind her. It was Carly.

She jumped up and back, watching the attacker jump from branch to branch. "Vampire slayer," She muttered, before it came down and knocked her to the ground.

She quickly stood, biting the slayer's leg. She didn't t make eye contact with him. She was glad he hadn't seen her at all.

Without looking back, she and Carly ran through the forest until they were safely back home, in the elevator to Carly's apartment.

"Wow, if you weren't there I would've gotten slayed," Sam said, walking into their apartment. "C'mon, let's go clean up and get ready to meet Fredward at the Groovy Smoothie."

…

"Gib, what happened to you?" Freddie asked as his friend limped into the room.

"Vampire," He answered simply.

Freddie nodded. "Where at?"

"Leg," He muttered, before laying back on Freddie's couch.

"Dude, my mom is gonna kill you if that blood gets on her new sofa." Freddie said, slightly joking.

"She knows our jobs aren't easy…she will understand."

Freddie placed his hands over Gibby's leg, the wound disappearing in no time.

"Thanks," Gibby said, standing up. "If I didn't have your power to heal to heal me, I'd be dead. I owe you one, Buddy."

"Yeah, about that." Freddie twiddled his fingers. "I sorta met this girl at school and she has a friend and I'm supposed to meet them at the Groovy Smoothie in less than 45 minutes and if you could come with me—"

"You know we aren't supposed to interact with mortals." Gibby warned him.

"Her friend is single," Freddie said.

"I'm in." Gibby said and Freddie grinned as they both headed for the door. He pointed to the door of 8D.

"Did I mention they live across the hall?"

…

"Where is he?" Sam nervously tapped her foot on the floor.

Carly looked around, pulling her sunglasses up from their eyes.

She saw Freddie enter through the door with another guy.

"Hey," Freddie greeted them, startling Sam. "I hope you guys don't mind but I brought a friend. This is Gibby. Gibby this is Sam and Carly."

Carly raised her eyebrows, as her big brown eyes met the boy's greenish ones. I don't mind at all, Carly thought.

Sam sighed. Keep your thoughts to yourself.

Sorry, Carly apologized.

"So, why did you move to Seattle?" Sam queried, as Carly and Gibby advanced in their own conversation.

"Uh…m-my mom got a new…job and…yeah, here I am."

"I so believe you." She snickered and he snorted.

"What about you? Why've you been here so long?"

"Wow, Freddifer, I didn't think it was illegal to not move from place to place."

"I have to say, Samantha, I admire how sadistic you're being,"

Did you hear that!? Sam was freaking out in her head. He said he liked my sarcastic nature!

Keep your thoughts to yourself, Blonde.

Well played, Brun, well played.

…

"Why did your slayer tracker keep going off!?" Carly asked Sam, as she sat her phone on the counter. "In the most convenient times too! Gibby and I were this close to kissing!"

Sam shrugged, taking the batteries out of the tracker. "It might be broken."

"I think so too. If there were really slayers near us, they would've attacked."

Sam shrugged, throwing the device in the garbage. "Welp, I guess we have to keep our eyes open 100 times as much now."

"I'm gonna go sleep," Carly said, making her way towards the stairs. "You crashin here?"

"When do I ever go home?"

…

AN- There's chapter one of my new story! I hope you guys liked it. I worked really hard on it! And I know what some…or most…of you are thinking. Another vampire story. I know the ideas and themes are overused but this is different…kinda. It's a forbidden love type thing because we all know vampires CANNOT date vampire slayers. It's just logic ;)

Anyway, review please so I can be motivated to write chapters!