Once upon a time, there were vampires. Truth be told, they are still around. They aren't your average blood lusters though. Some are, but others drink blood from animals. Vampires don't even sleep in coffins, they don't sleep at all. The sun doesn't harm them, they just shine. Like a million tiny diamonds are buried under their ice, rock skin. Your probably wondering how I, little Jessica Grey, could ever know all of this information. No, I'm not a vampire……yet. Let me start this all at the beginning.

I have lived in Maine for five years. By the time I turned sixteen, the small town of Hammersville, was very boring. Never anything new, or fun. And never did the sun show its face. In the five years I have been here, the sun has been out twice. That day was no different.

I got up at four a.m. I just couldn't fall asleep; I was having these horrible nightmares. They kept coming back to haunt me. All I can remember was the cold snow and my blood turning the perfect white, crimson. I screamed and screamed, the pain was unbelievable. A burning feeling ran down my spine and to my heart. Then a boy was holding me. I couldn't make out his face, never saw his eyes, or nose. Just that toothy smile I fell in love with. This dream really began bothering me. I couldn't get it out of my head. I got up and showered, praying the cold water would wake me up. After my shower, I came out of the bathroom and changed into a red, thin tank top and black jeans. I walked slowly down the stairs afraid I'd fall and sat at the kitchen table alone. Dad was at work. I had been used to being alone though. Dad worked while mom had disappeared years ago. God only knows where she could be. Truth is I never cared. I was used to not having a mother. But I always had dad. I sighed and slowly got up to drive to school. I had a black ford f-150 made in 1992. The truck ran great. I loved that car. I jumped in and turned on the radio. My CD changer, that I installed, changed to the song "Shook me all night long," by AC/DC. I sang along on my way to school. As if school wasn't bad enough, we had new kids. The population just went up to 155. I felt bad for the two boys and the short pixie looking girl. The girl had my style. Dressed in black jeans and a silk pink three quarter shirt. I loved her already. One of the boys caught my eye. He was gorgeous. His honey colored eyes stood out and his hair was messy and perfect all at once. God, I already had a crush and I haven't even learned his name. I went to gym. Worst class ever made by man. I tripped…..alot. Most of the time I got in "air's" way. I was used to this though.

As I walked to the gym I saw the same pixie girl from before. She looked a bit sad. I could understand why. School sucks. And new ones just sucked harder. I walked past her when she yelled out

"Ohmigod, I love your boots."

"Thanks. I'm Jessica."

"Emily, it is pleasure to meet you."

"It is nice to meet you too. Would you like to work with me in gym?"

"Oh, I'd love too. I am so glad I met you!"

"Well, I'll warn you, I am the biggest klutz in America."

"Doubt that," Emily mumbled.

I laughed and told her to just wait and see. We walked into the changing rooms and got ready for the worst class. After much trouble, I slipped and fell over the bench set up in the changing room, we made it to gym. Today was a free day. We could pick between jump rope Deadly, volleyball Maybe, but I don't feel like dealing with a headache, or basketball one-on-one God please help me.

"Want to play me in basketball Jess?"

Emily was so kind; I was never ready for a game. She giggled lightly at my face. I must have looked scared because she assured me I would be fine. She really had no idea how much of a klutz I was. We started the game and of course I sucked. Nothing new there. But Emily, she was amazing. She moved with so much grace I just wished I could move half the way she does. The couch blew the whistle and we could finally get changed. I only slipped and hit my head of the wall, which was okay though, I have a hard head. After I was changed, Emily grabbed my arm and we walked together to class.

"I have genocide next Emily."

"Oh, I have History A.P."

"Good Luck, Mr. Brando is tough."

"Thanks, See ya later Jessie."

I waved and began walking to genocide. I walked in and sat in my seat. This was a bad class. Well the class was good; the people in it however made me want to drop out.

Leah. She was my best friend for years. Until I started dating Paul. He was amazing, sweet, kind. And we had an amazing time together. This really worked out. He never seemed to have a mean bone in his body. Until he broke up with me because he fell out of love. No one can fall out of love, if you do. It was never love in the first place. In March I had learned I was pregnant. Oh joy. Just the surprise I needed. This was before Paul and I broke up. We had started having a rough time. Mostly because of my mood swings. I never told him though, and with the stress, I lost my baby. I never told anyone, not until school started again and Marie was there with a shoulder for me to cry on. I never should have told that bitch. Once Paul and I started talking again she went right to him telling him about the miscarriage. She said I was lying just to try and win him back. No one could lie about something so serious. But Paul believed her. She just did it because Paul and I were getting back together and it pissed her of royally. Leah found out and never talked to me again. This all happened in a matter of a month. I lost my way of life. Leah moved and my hopes were better. Now at least I wouldn't have so many rumors running around about me. I came back to life when the bell rang.

I looked up to see the same boy from this morning looking at me. The teacher introduced him as Stefan. Hmm, unique name I thought. He was told to sit by me. I started freaking out; there were plenty of other seats to sit at. Why mine?! Stefan sat down next to me and introduced himself to me. I shook his hand. They were cold as ice yet smooth like marble. It amazed me. We talked a little during the period. He told me he and his family were from Alaska. I thought no one lived there. Only polar bears and crap. Once the bell rang Stefan asked if I had lunch next.

"Yeah why?"

"Well I was wondering if….maybe…um…"

"Stefan you are more than welcome to sit with my friends and me."

He smiled and stood. I walked through the crowded hallways without much ease. I hated this. One hallway in the whole school. I walked into the cafeteria with Stefan following. He took a step and was next to me in a heartbeat. I smiled and pointed to him where my friends sit. Everyone was watching as we walked to our seats. Marie was there, watching my every move. I wanted to flip the bird but just walked by. I introduced Stefan and he sat next to me. He and I talked with each other. Almost ignoring everyone around us. Then it happened. Stupid Marie wanted attention and walked right up to our table. My friends giving her death glares.

"Hi, I'm Marie, you must be Stefan." I rolled my eyes and just sat back and watched this play out.

"Yes I am. May I ask why you came over here?" Marie looked stunned, hell I was stunned.

"Well, um, I just wanted you to feel welcome."

"Jessica is making me feel welcome enough, thank you."

Marie never looked so pissed. She turned purple from anger. I laughed. A real laugh. I forgot what it felt like to laugh like that. Hailey looked over at me and smiled. Then she looked to Stefan and her smile got bigger. When I stopped laughing the table was exciting. Stefan whispered in my ear

"I've never known someone to turn purple." This made me giggle.

"She most likely thinks we're dating. She gets jealous very easy." Stefan nodded his head and looked down.

"What's wrong?" He looked up suddenly and smiled warmly at me.

"Oh nothing. I just cannot stand people like her."

"Your not alone, let me tell ya."

I smiled at him. A real true smile. Then I heard it. The sound I never wanted my ears to hear again.

"Hi Jess." I almost cried.