DEADLINE
CHAPTER 1: WHO ARE YOUR REAL FRIENDS?
"My god I hate mornings!" I told my friend Megan.
"I know just suck it up and shut up." She said in her normal morning attitude.
"Tou-chy," I said making the word into two syllables.
"Ha ha," she made a sarcastic smile, "funny."
"I know I'm hilarious aren't I?" I was grinning by this point, messing with people is just too much fun.
"I'm touchy because of the math test today." She looked like she was going to puke.
"Ahhhhhh. So the truth comes out, I thought you were nervous about parker coming up to you again yesterday." I batted my eyelashes and drew an invisible heart in the air above my head.
"Ouch!" she smacked my lightly freckled arm, "Ok I get it, but be careful he might want you respond one of these days." I giggled and playfully punched her arm.
"Thank god Taylor's here."
"Hey guys!" her familiar voice chimed.
"Hey Tay-Tay!" I yelled.
"Well I guess ill talk to you later Jackie," she was talking about the three girls on the other side of the field. Emerald, Kelly, and Tessa, the girl every other girl wanted to be.
They all had pail white skin and a slight rose pink color brushed over their cheeks. Emerald was the shortest of the group, but still tall. She was skinny with shoulder length black hair and two emerald green streaks. Kelly was about one or two inches taller than Emerald, and her long blonde curls came to the middle of her back and bounced when she walked. Lastly, Tessa, her fiery red hair, always quaffed just rite, was framing her face and went just past her shoulders as she walked with a blank expression on her face.
"Ill be rite back." I whispered as I walked away. I compared myself to the three standing silent waiting for me to join them. I am short about five foot one. I have brown hair that I like to keep short. I'm way tanner than them and I have a darker rose color to my cheeks. We are all 7th graders at Placerita Jr. High…I don't know about you but I think I sound pretty average…for a vampire.
"They can't know about us." Tessa said though her teeth.
"Why not?" I questioned.
"Because it will be Melony all over again," she said confidently. I was shocked that she would even bring that up. Melony was my best friend a while ago. When we had to leave again, I took her away with us and changed her. I was so selfish and I paid the price. When she found out what she had become she ran into town and told the village people who she was and what she was. She had pure hatred for herself because when she had waken up from her transformation, we were still in her home town. She got hungry she unknowingly lured a young boy into the forest andknowingly, drank his blood. When she finished she looked at his face and saw it was her younger brother Markus. She screamed in horror. We watched silently among the shadows as she confessed what she was in the middle of the plaza. It took all of my strength not to do anything as the people lit her on fire her alive. Those memories will haunt me forever, "Melony times two." She smirked.
I could feel the tears about to spill over, the satisfaction she would feel. I ran to the bathroom for comfort.
"Are you ok?" Megan's voice came from outside my stall.
"Depends on what you mean by ok." I replied. The bell sounded and i went to class.
A folded up piece of paper landed on my desk:
ARE YOU OK?
It was from Eric the boy who sat next to me.
YES.
I answered.
IF YOU SAY SO.
He retorted.
WERE GONNA GET COUGHT SO STOP PASSING NOTES AND THALK AFTER CLASS LIKE A NORMAL PERSON.
I responded rudely.
FINE BUT JUST TO SET THE RECCORD STREIGHT THERES SOMETHING NOT NORMAL ABOUT YOU.
That was the last note I got from Eric.
"Taylor?... Taylor?... TAYLOR!!!" i tried to get her attention.
"Oh my god what?" she asked.
"What's the matter?" I replied.
"Hu…um…what? Nothing." She said quickly. Something was up and I'm going to find out what.