A/N:

Me: Hey guys! I present to you the greatest TMI fanfic EVER WRITEN!

Micah: That's 'cause we wrote it together… right?

Me: Ooh! Right, right! Yeah this Fanfiction is co-written by FoureverAsheart and thefandom_raven. If you have Wattpad check her out! This fic (T.A.R.C.) will be on thefandom_raven's account soon.

Micah: Dat's me!

Me: I think they figured that out!

Micah: *pouts*

Me: Oh, and you do the disclaimer.

Micah: WHAT? NEVER IN MY LIFE WOULD I DO SOMETHING AS TERRIBLE AS DOING THE DISCLAIMER!

Me: WELL NEITHER WILL I!

Micah: There is only one way to solve this…

Me: … a staring contest!

Micah: What? No! You always win those! Rock paper scissors!

Me: *sigh* look. I'll tell you what.

Micah: :D what?

Me: What! There told you "what"! *runs out*

Micah: Wha- hey!

Me: *pops head back in* Do disclaimer. *runs off again*

Micah (in bored tone): *sigh* we don't own TMI, if we did this would not be a Fanfiction. I mean come on guys! Why do we have to assure people that this is purely a Fanfiction if we're on a site called ? Disclaimers are stupid! But they're also funny so we do them anyway.

Me: *pops head back in* HAHA!

Chapter One

Unmistakably

It's hard being a Fangirl. It really is! Spending your entire day reading fanfictions, squealing, writing fanfictions, squealing some more, debating ships and ship names, squealing… It's exhausting! And don't get me started on Fandom wars.

But what I'm here to talk about is mine and Mika's story, our adventures, our fandom travel. So I'm going to talk to you about mine and Mika's story.

Let me just tell you before this me and Mika thought we were just two other Fangirls.

It was a normal day at Saint-Jonathan High, and these "freshmen" (alright! I admit! We're not freshmen we're Canadian) about had enough of classes. The one class we didn't complain about was English, and sadly we didn't have that. We had the worst.

Math.

And even worse, we had a test… ugh…

The one thing I hate most about school-ish stuff is how nerd I am. I am very good in math (especially trig), one of the best in my class, and yet I hate math.

Okay, okay. I agree, hate is a strong word. I strongly dislike math, how's that?

Right, back to me and Mika walking to class.

"So," I asked Mika, "your OTP is…"

"Probably either Leyna or Malec," She answered, smiling, "and you?"

"Malec! Duh!" I laughed, ignoring the stares we were getting from the popular crowd, "with Guzel a close second."

"I agree my, friend, I agree."

We laughed and debated ships and ship names ("What's Remus and Tonks' ship name?" "Why would you still ship Monisaac?" "One-sided Jocyntine is cute!") and pwned any 'popular' kids who tried to make fun of us, we were genuinely having a good time! Right up until we walked into class.

There was no one there. Not even the school nerds, not even the teacher, Mr. Peter. And he's always in that class, it's like he lives there. This sounds like such a cliché but, it looked almost deserted.

There were lonely papers flying around, people's books and binders and stuff was there, but no people.

"Well," Mika turned around, "guess test's cancelled!"

I shrugged and turned to follow her, planning maybe to tell the principle, when I heard a noise. Like a swift, silent movement. It should have been to quiet for any human to hear, yet there was no mistaking this noise.

"Hey Mika," I tapped her on the shoulder, "you hear that?"

Then, like the blond I am, I returned into the class room, and there I saw it,

A vampire. Again, there was no mistaking that this dude, was a vampire, unmistakably a daylighter standing in front of me, fangs extended and blood trickling down his chin. It was obvious he had just fed, and it was obvious he wanted more.

And then I saw it. Like little snow flakes falling it cleared away and I saw things for what they truly were.

There wasn't no one in the room, there were many blood drained students.

I screamed, a scream of terror, disgust, and utter confusion. I turned and ran dragging Mika along with me, knowing there was no hope of escape but still wanted, needed, to try, If not for me, then for Mika.

No use, he slammed into us leaving me sprawled on the ground and Mika pinned against a locker. People in the halls stared weirdly at us. Of course they couldn't see what was really going on. I guess they just thought we were going insane.

But when he bit her they understood something else was happening. What the other people probably saw was a girl pushing herself against the lockers with blood randomly spurting out of her neck. They screamed, and ran off.

But I didn't. Mika was my best Fangirl friend and I wasn't just going to let her die, now was I? Sure I screamed, but instead of running, I found someone's dropped history book and chucked it at him. He let Mika slump to the ground, and turned to me.

Great.

He advanced toward me slowly, snarling. I gave a little yelp, thinking, this is it, I'm going to die. I just found out magic exists and now it comes slapping me in the face. But before he could get to me he was stopped by his death, via arrow to the head.

"Rogue vampire," said a male voice behind me, "Two live victims, one was bitten, about 22 dead, and all four of us here for what exactly?"

I turned to see the owner of the voice. It was a boy about 19 with black hair and crystal blue eyes. He wore black everything, a lot of leather, a quiver full of arrows strapped to his back and he held a bow in his left hand. Tattoos ran up and down his arms, neck, and small bit of chest that could be seen

Black hair, I thought, blue eyes, and… are those Runes? No it can't be him… can it?

"We're here," said another male voice, "because of them."

And a 17 year old boy who was unmistakably Jace pointed at me and Mika.

A/N:

Me: You like? this chappy by me! WHEEEEE!

Jace: will we have to deal with this forever?

Micah: only when she has caffeine

Me: *giggle* Read and review! *giggle*