It wasn't that she hated cold weather, she just hated any kind of weather in general, and the coldness of Scotland wasn't exactly helping.
Victoria Thompson groaned, hiding her head further under her hood and tucking her Hollister Jeans-clad legs under her as she tried to sleep, jet-lagged from the long plane ride from America to Scotland, just for her dad's job.
"Just a little bit longer, Tori." Her dad told her, patting her leg, as she often got car sick during long rides.
Tori didn't look like the rest of her family, she naturally had dark hair (which was currently highlighted with blonde, as she had been preparing for summer before her parents informed her of the move to Scotland) and dark, tan skin.
According to her parents, she looked like her father's mother.
They were moving to Scotland for her dad's job, he was building a golf course for some rich guy, and neither Tori nor Tony were too pleased.
Tori had always liked change, always wanted to move from their small farming town, but she didn't exactly mean to a reclusive castle in the middle of nowhere! At fifteen, she was looking forward to changing schools, to getting to know new people and going somewhere new, without being judged.
Tony, however, was mortified. People at his old school called him a freak and, unlike Tori, he didn't have many friends; so he was scared things would turn out the same way here.
Quickly, though, that was about to change.
The house was even more isolated than Tori thought, but she was grateful she got the best room in the house.
It was stone, of course, but had its own bathroom, and the closet was huge! Best of all, it had a balcony, which was necessary for any girl like Tori.
It wasn't that she was a bad kid; she just had a lot of bad habits. She smoked, and she had a habit for sneaking out when things got to be too much.
It'd happened in America, and nothing was stopping it from happening in Scotland too.
"Tori," her mom smiled when she got home from school, handing her a cup of tea. "How was it?"
"I met a couple of friends, this girl named Elizabeth, but she goes by Liz, who's a junior. And her boyfriend, Thomas-he's out of school now, eighteen-seems really nice too. He picked her up from school, you know. Anyways, yeah, I had fun."
"That's great, Tori."
Just then, Tony burst through the door, two bloody tissues stuffed up his nose.
"Tony, what happened?" Dottie ran to the little boy.
"These guys at school beat me up." He sighed.
"Who?" Tori demanded, her eyes getting dark and clouded.
"The McAshton boys, the ones dad's working for. They're mean!"
"Oh," Dottie bit her lip, her husband could not lose this job. "I'll talk to your father, okay? Tori, why don't you take him upstairs and clean him up."
Tori nodded, leading Tony upstairs and to the bathroom.
"Did you make any friends, Tony?" Tori asked as she replaced the tissues hanging out his nose.
"Yeah!" Tony beamed. "His name's Rudolph, like the reindeer."
Rudolph was a weird name for a kid, but Scotland was kind of a weird place right now, so she let it go.
"Did you two eat lunch together?"
"Well, no." Tony said, upset. "He's my friend, you see, but I didn't meet him at school. Can I tell you a secret, Tori? He's a vampire! He flew into my room last night, and…"