First attempt at writing Morganville Vampires! A reminder that names have been changed as well as a lot of other things!

Chapter 1

Boarding schools. I hate them! I want to burn this place down! Riley thought running a hand through her black and red bed hair. She kicked the washing machine as if it was the cause of her problem but of course it wasn't. The problem was human caused and she was very tempted to hurt that person at that moment. Why did I have to be such a geek and leave? If I had stayed with my family and wasn't born as such a study genius I wouldn't be in this fucking mess where I can't use violence to solve it! Why did I make that promise? She snatched the note off the wall. 'Sorry but we thought that trash belonged in the bin!'

Stupid colleges and their stupid groups and their stupid cows! She gave a frustrated cry and looked in the nearest bin. It was there alright, a whole load of her clothes that was supposed to be clean but now covered with things she didn't even want to define.

"Is there something wrong?" a smooth taunting voice slithered across the room. Slowly for effect and to humour the school bitch, Riley turned around and sure enough there she stood tall and arrogant. Caroline Simons; the 'Queen' of the school mainly because of her money Riley suspected and social status. Flanked behind her were Mary Carter and Jess Hanley. Her two dogs that followed her everywhere she went.

To say that Riley wanted to hit the girl was an understatement. Riley wanted to smash that pretty face in so that Caroline couldn't make any more stupid comments. However, a certain promise prevented her from using such violence. Why the hell did I make that stupid promise damn it! "What'd you want?" she spoke with a bored tone showing that she wasn't the least bit intimidated of that pretty face.

"Don't take that smart tone with me, Alonzo." Caroline walked with grace as though she were stalking towards a predator.

"It's not my fault you're stupid." Riley shrugged.

"Shut up you freak." the taller girl hissed. The two were standing face to face now, only, Caroline had to bend down to do it. Riley was only 5 foot 5 and Caroline was easily 6 foot with her 5 inch heels on.

"Whatever." Riley shrugged. She didn't want to deal with Caroline now, she wanted to go back to her little room and ignore the world around her.

Caroline gave her a hard shove and now Riley was very conscious of the large flight of stairs behind her. They both knew what was going to happen; Riley was going to 'accidentally' fall down the stairs because she 'tripped'. The reason why Caroline wanted to make Riley's life miserable was because she had humiliated the girl on her first day of school. Caroline had been stupid to think that Ares was a famous pop artist. Riley was surprised that Caroline had even known the name but it turned out that Caroline had caught the name when someone else was talking and decided it was a pop artist. Of course, Ares was the god of war in Greek Mythology; Riley couldn't understand how anyone could've thought that the original Ares was a pop artist. So Riley told Caroline that he was a Greek god. Caroline was not happy about that since everyone laughed at her stupidity.

"You little bitch; I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born." she snarled. With another shove Riley tumbled backwards but she managed to regain balance just before she fell. She ducked and darted to the other side of the room. Well, Caroline definitely had a lot of people on her side. With the swing of a bat she felt a sharp pain flood her head. She felt hands grab her and then there was air. This time she fell down the stairs and possibly hit every step. "This isn't over you freak, tonight you're going to die."

"Look forward to seeing you." Riley called up just to annoy the blond haired queen even more. Groaning she opened her eyes and found that she was alone. She reached out to the wall and somehow managed to stand up after many attempts. "I hate this damned school."

She trudged to the infirmary to see just how much damage the girls had managed to do to her. It was a lot.

"You've got a concussion and a very badly sprained ankle. There's hardly a spot that's not hurt." The nurse told her.

"Great… off games for a while then. Thank you." Riley nodded.

"Are you the Riley Alonzo who's running a small speed delivery service?"

"Um… yeah. I got permission from the Headmaster since I needed to earn some money. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was wondering how you do it."

"I have my transport techniques. Is there something you want me to deliver?" Riley's face lit up with excitement, she hadn't had anything for two days now. She had been on campus for around two weeks before school actually started so that she could settle in. At the beginning she managed to persuade the Headmaster into letting her do a small delivery service. She'd been delivering coffee mainly.

"I don't know whether I should with your current state but there is something I need to give to someone by tomorrow."

"I'll do it!" Riley stood up and ignored the searing pain that shot up from her ankle. "If it's the price you're worried about, don't worry, I'll do this delivery for you fixing up my ankle."

"I'm the campus nurse, it's my job to fix injuries." the nurse giggled.

"Well, whatever, please let me do it."

The nurse put a small package in the small girl's hands. "Morganville? That's about 20 minutes drive from here isn't it?"

"Is that going to be a problem?" the nurse asked reaching out to take the package back.

"Oh no not at all, do you mind if I come back and pick it up in a few moments? I just need to get some stuff from my room."

"Of course, it'll be here on the table."

"Cools, I'll be right back." Riley dashed out of the office and when she reached the room she was shocked to say the least. The door was missing and inside her room was a tip; luckily she didn't have much in there. She usually hid things in places people could never find. She gave a huge sigh of relief when she found her laptop unharmed. It was in a small hole she found in the wall. Taking it and the clothes she found in the laundry room trash can, she packed anything that was still salvageable and took off to the nurse's office. She left her stuff outside to not attract attention from the nurse, took the parcel and left.

Riley hadn't had time to visit Watlington yet, she had intended to when she first got there. She took the taxi and paid with the money the nurse provided her. She looked at the address and walked around town. Watlington was… well to put it simply very dull looking. Simple quiet town with cafes and shops; nothing out of the ordinary at all. The only thing that was odd was the lack of people on the streets. It was six so there should've been lots of people returning home but no, not here. Blinds were shut and doors were closed. You almost would've thought this was some sort of a military drill.

The sun was still up but it was setting fast and Riley still hadn't found the house she was supposed to get the package to. She didn't really look at where she was going and since she was on her skateboard, she couldn't stop in time when she noticed. She crashed into a small metal gate and went over on the other side. She landed head first on the other side didn't help her already injured head and she laid there for a few moments taking in heavy breaths before swearing at the gate.

"Is there any reason why you are lying on the ground on the wrong side of my front gate?" a curious and amused female voiced giggled. Riley sat up and stared, standing in front of her was a major Goth girl. She had a spiked necklace, a net shirt with a red camisole over the top, a black mini skirt with a red skull on a corner, fish net tights and combat boots. Her face was covered with make-up and black everything; heavy eyeliner, mascara and lipstick.

"Wow." Riley breathed. Shaking her head which also didn't help her head, she cleared away her embarrassment. "Um… I'm looking for a Quinn O'Conner. I have a package for him."

"Oh, he lives here. Are you alright? You've got blood on your head." the girl asked worriedly.

"Oh it's nothing. Here you go." Riley held out the package and was just about to leave on her skateboard when the older girl grabbed her arm.

"Where are you going? It's almost dark."

"Um… somewhere."

"Do you actually have a place to go?"

Well there's no way I'm going back to the dorms tonight. I'm not normally one to run away but I'm not stupid. I am definitely going to die tonight if I go back there. Considering the state of the room and my concussion, I'm not going to be able to put much of a fight. Damn that bitch! "Not really." Riley mumbled with a tiny voice.

"Well you can't stay outside, it's going to be dark soon so you'd better come inside. By the way, my name's Meredith Brandon but call me Merry."

"Riley Alonzo."

"Quinn get your ass down here!" Merry shouted. "I'm sorry but since he's the house owner I need to run this by him first. Take a seat since he may not be down for a while. I'm not even sure he's here but whatever," she shrugged and went into a different room.

Riley dumped her bag down beside her in a seat and sat down. She noted that the house was very sturdily built and Victorian styled. There were book shelves, a piano in the corner, a wide flat screen TV with game consoles shelved underneath it. Game controllers were scattered around the floor.

"Come on Quinn, we can't send her away now. It's already dark outside and not to mention she's an outsider, she'll definitely get hurt and we can't have that!" Riley heard Merry shout. She avoided eavesdropping but if it wasn't easy to ignore, Riley listened, especially since this concerned her.

"I will not risk it; she doesn't even look like she's 15. In case you forgot Merry, we're all 18 and it's illegal to allow someone younger than our age to live with us. It's unsafe for her." She heard a musical male voice reply calmly though there was definitely an air of authority to it.

"Yes but at least for the night! Seth will know to behave himself. You know he obeys the law if we need him to and he's out for the night anyway!" Merry argued.

"Wait here." Quinn said and stepped out from the next room. Quinn had short messy blond hair, a tall muscular looking body and he had an angelic smile that could sweep any girl off their feet. Though, despite the fact that Riley had raging hormones, she wasn't affected in the least. "Thank you for the parcel. Where are you from?"

"TPU, the nurse said she needed it delivered so I did it for her. I don't mean to cause any trouble, I was just leaving." Riley stood up but Quinn stopped her.

"It would be best if you were not alone outside at such an hour. Out of interest, how old are you?"

"16."

"Really, you skipped a year."

"I know I don't look my age at all so why don't you get it out of your system." Riley sighed.

"I do not mean to be rude but you look a lot younger than 16." Quinn admitted.

"I know, I've been told that too many times to count."

"I have a spare room upstairs that you could use for the night. We were advertising for another room mate but none have shown up yet so you are free to use the room but I am afraid you will have to return to the school tomorrow." Quinn spoke with a hard voice as if the offer was putting his life on the line which in a way it was. If anyone found out about it Quinn could well be arrested despite what anyone else might say.

"Are you sure I can use that room upstairs?" Riley asked.

"Yes because I really can't send you outside since it's already dark." Quinn nodded. "Think of it as a payment in return for delivering the parcel."

"So it was quite important huh?" Riley shrugged. "Cheers mate."

"Can you cook?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Merry might need some help in the kitchen. If you see a guy around my age wondering around tonight, it'll be Seth." Quinn warned.

"I'll go help her then and thanks for the heads up." Riley went to where his finger pointed and went through the door to reveal a fairly large kitchen. The mess took away the impressiveness though. "Want any help?"

"Please." Merry nodded frantically. Rolling her sleeves up Riley got to work. Living with a large family had definitely toughened her up for the job. Especially since most of the people appearing for gatherings were male and they always ran away as soon as the word cleaning was mentioned. Within half an hour the kitchen was spotless and almost sparkling. "Are you a miracle worker of some sort? I've never seen the kitchen this tidy for the last 6 months that I've been living here."

"I've had a lot of practice. Mind if I check the fridge for food options?"

"Knock yourself out." Merry shrugged settling in a chair with a can of coke. "So I'm figuring that he's letting you stay."

"For the night then I'm getting out tomorrow."

"He doesn't mean to be hard on you y'know. It's just that, he has to be real careful; everyone does about the law around here. There are people and word gets round. If you piss off the wrong crowd then you're as good as dead. Quinn's a real nice guy really, it's just around here; you gotta be extra careful or else you never know what could happen." Merry explained.

"Protecting his friends, I can understand that. If I were him I'd be like that too y'know." Riley shrugged. Music flooded through from the other room. "Is that him?"

"Yeah, he's magic." Merry smiled contently. Riley noticed how Merry had the look of a girl in love look in her eyes but didn't comment. It wasn't any of her business so she didn't butt in. Riley settled for making some lamb stew with rice after looking in both the fridge and freezer. There wasn't a lot there, mainly breakfast material. It was as if they picked the stuff up on the day or something.

"Yo what's this about having an underage kid under the roof?" a loud voice boomed through the relatively quiet kitchen. Merry and Riley had been having a conversation about nothing in particular when Seth appeared in the kitchen. "So it wasn't a joke," he nodded at Riley when she turned around. "What's your name kid?"

"Riley Alonzo and refrain from calling me a kid while I'm holding a knife."

"This girl has guts!" Seth laughed. "I'm Seth Clearwater, so Quinn hasn't kicked you out yet though from the smell from that pot I can understand why. How long?"

"A few more minutes."

"No, I meant how long is he letting you stay here?"

"Tomorrow morning then I'm getting out of your noses so none of you have to worry. Where'd you keep the plates?"

"Here." Seth reached up from where he was standing, opened a cupboard and took out four plates. Setting the food into proportions, Merry had the smallest, Quinn was the next. Then somehow, Riley and Seth managed to split evenly between them which resulted in a mountain on both plates.

"I reckon this kid would do well here." Seth whispered to the other two on the table. Riley lifted her head up when she heard Seth speak but she hadn't been listening hard enough to catch what he'd said.

"Why?" Quinn asked with a low voice after a few moments.

"She eats, cooks and doesn't swoon over you. Every girl we've had swoon at you, guys grope at Merry or try to pick a fight with me. Kid's done neither." Seth pointed out nodding to the mentioned girl.

"Either way, you know we can't risk anything. Especially here in Morganville." Quinn shook his head. "Maybe when she's turned 17 we can negotiate but not at the moment."

"She needs to stay outta Morganville. I'll agree on that. She's too good to ruin. I don't want her life to be destroyed by this place." Merry agreed. A slight tug on her shirt drew her attention.

"Can you show me to the bathroom and where I'm staying for the night please?" Riley whispered shyly. Merry noticed that while they had been talking, Riley had already finished eating and had washed her dishes already.

"Of course."

"You must've been hungry kid." Seth whistled. "You finished before I did."

"Stop calling me a kid dude. It's unnecessary." Riley growled.

"Let's go Riley." Merry took the smaller girl by the arm and led her upstairs. Riley hastily grabbed her bag from the floor and followed. "Okay, this room is Quinn's, Seth's, Seth's bathroom. He tends to be in there in the morning when everyone else needs it so we've got another one. My room, our bathroom, and this one is yours for the night."

"Thank you Merry." Riley grinned sheepishly. Merry turned around to go but Riley had another question. "Um Merry… What did you mean when you said I ought to stay outta Morganville. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this place."

Okay so this is the first chapter and all so please review or else I won't continue with it!!!

I have to thank Sethee! If you're reading this then I completely agree with the whole favorite authors thing! Stephanie Meyer definitely rules!!! I hope you liked this chapter enough to review it!

Names are weird I know but I couldn't think of anything else. Seth Clearwater is just a name, there is no tie to the Seth from Twilight if any of you are wondering! Seth is a fit guy living in Morganville and that's all there is to it!