~~This is the entire Vampire Kisses: The Beginning novel, rewritten in the words of Alexander Sterling. This is a rewriting of the book page by page. I do not own any of the characters in this series. I did have to write from my imagination up until Raven and Alexander met. Please read the real book before you read this, because I skipped over the introduction pages and such.
Jameson drove us down the roads of our new town, creeping along slowly, as always. I thought to myself how boring and dull this town looked, even at night. I was ashamed that my grandmother's mansion stood overlooking such a cheery-but-at-the-same-time-depressing city.
"I think I'll call it…Dullsville." I thought aloud. For once, I thought I heard Jameson laugh a bit.
Still creeping as slow as a snail with a hangover, I grew tense. Hopefully we will never be found, now that we're out of Romania. If we are found, it is certain doom.
As Jameson unlocked the gate to the mansion, got back in the car, and crept up the driveway, I wondered what I'd been thinking at the altar. Should I really have left Luna standing there? Is this where I really want to be, and what I want to do? Hiding for all of eternity?
I realized I'd been spacing out as Jameson tried to catch my attention. I grabbed the few things I had, and walked into the night. I walked up to the door as Jameson unlocked it. The serpent knocker still gleamed in the moonlight, just as always. I felt a pang in my chest when I remembered all the times when my grandmother had been waiting at the open door, smiling at me, and making me feel like I belonged.
She wasn't standing at the door for me this time. She's been gone for years.
After I'd thrown my bag on the ground of my attic room, I started to play some music on my stereo. The small, dated speakers pulsed Marilyn Manson tunes while I walked into the closet-like area of the room, and began to set up my coffin for daytime.
Coffin?
My name is Alexander Sterling, and I am a vampire. I'm actually not too different from other goth teens.
One thing's for sure, though. I won't be very similar to any of the people in this town. I'll just avoid them.
