A/N: Hey Guys, it's me, not that i expect anyone to actually read any of my stories, i'm gonna publish 'em anyway.
Okay, so just a little note, My SoR fanfic is on hiatus.
Why? Because my laptop had a fit and deleted everything. I had loads of chapters all ready to upload but hey-ho.
I worked on this little vampire one just for fun.
I'll leave it a few days and if i don't get any feedback i'll just take it down again.
Just so you know, i have about 6 chapters of this story all ready, so if you like it, you won't have to wait long.

I OWN NOTHING.

Hope you enjoy :) Please review!
Inna's POV

Chapter 1: Every time

Worst day of my life, ever.
Why? One word. Scotland. Scotland.
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate Scotland?
Well I'm mentioning it now. You see, I don't want to live in Scotland. Heck, I don't want to be within a 700-mile radius of Scotland. I want to be where I belong. And where I belong, is 777 miles away, in Cologne. But no! Mum just had to get a new job. In Scotland.
Let me introduce myself. My name's Ingrid Davis. Well, Ingrid Astrid Davis. Preferably shortened to Inna, because it sounds less weird. I have a weird name, 'cause I'm from Germany, okay? Oh and one more thing, I complain a lot.

I slammed my bedroom door behind me and dumped my school-bag on the floor.
I let out a loud sigh and collapsed onto my bed. The only good thing about this Move is the fact my new bed is Massive! I closed my eyes.
"Maybe I can finally catch up on some sleep." I sighed quietly to myself.
Since I moved here two weeks ago I haven't had any sleep whatsoever. 'Maybe it's the time difference' my mum says. Yeah, what time distance? Germany's an hour forward. Because that's really going to give me serious jet-lag. No, it's not that. Since I moved here I've been having serious nightmares.
Nightmares about…oh, it sounds stupid, just forget anything okay, I'm a freak, Kikikiki.
I shook my head. No, it's still quite light out, so I might be alright, if I'm lucky…

I'm running. I don't know what from, but I know that my life is in danger.
I'm on the cliffs. I'm holding something, a necklace, maybe?
I don't know. But I do know that a man is after me.
People are screaming at me. It's only now that I realize we are not alone.
There are over a hundred other people.
All dressed in the same Elizabethan, Victorian even- clothing.
It's unusual to me, though I look down and I, too, am wearing it.
The man gets closer, menacingly. He speaks to me though no words are audible.
I, too, speak. Though I am scared it does not show.
I only have seconds left, I know. I have nowhere to run, nowhere to hide; all around me is open land apart from the thrashing waters below… I hear voices screaming for me.
Worried, screaming. Terrified, screaming.
A lone voice drifts out to me, screaming a name that I can only assume is mine.
He sounds distraught, though I do not know the face that the voice belongs to.
Suddenly I jump. I scream. I fall. Then I wake up.

Every time…

I awoke to a loud banging on my door. I gasped for air, sweating with terror. I'd had the nightmare again. Great. I looked at my iPod in its dock; it said the time was 7:30. God, how long have I been asleep?
The banging resumed. "Inna! Inna are you alright? Open the door, babes!" Now, you're probably thinking that was my mum at the door, right? Wrong. It was my best friend, Harry.
"Great…" I sighed, getting up. I walked over to my mirror. Oh god, I was still in uniform. I smoothed my hair over and then walked to the door.
"Oh thank god! I thought you'd dropped dead on me, silly!" Harry laughed, sitting on my bed.
"Yeah, hello to you, too…" I rolled my eyes and shut the door.

"Well sorry Mrs Gothic-pants! Hey, why are you so white?"
"God, harry! You can't just ask people why they're white!" I joked. "And wait a minute, I'm not a Goth!"
"I didn't say you were a Goth, I said you were gothic. Thick. That's the difference." He pouted.
"Thick. Sorry, that's more like you." I rolled my eyes again and say down next to him.
"But in all seriousness, Ingrid, you look like you've seen a ghost. What's happened?"
"Nothing." I shook my head. "Just another nightmare…"
"Oh, you and your nightmares, Innie!" he poked me in the stomach. Cheek! "You really need to toughen up a bit!" Were his comforting words.
"Well maybe I wouldn't need to toughen up if it wasn't for you! It's your entire fault I moved here in the first place!" I stood up and walked over to my desk. "God…First, I move to America. I hate America. Then I love America, I have my family in America, America becomes my entire life and then…" my eyes started to fill up with tears, but no, I wouldn't cry in front of Harry. He'd never let me live it down. "And then… I had to move back to Germany. Oh and guess what? Surprise, freaking surprise! After a few years of ACTUALLY being HAPPY, I have to move to where? SCOTLAND. Why? BECAUSE OF YOU…!" I slammed my fists down on my desk and bit my lip. Ouch.
"Sorry, dear Ingrid, I may have missed the point this becomes my fault."
I dragged my middle finger across my eyelid. I wasn't crying. I had something in my eye. Say any different and I'll smash your freaking face in, right?
"Because dear Harold." Ha. He hates his name like I hate mine. "We were all happy back home and then you see that stupid e-mail."
"E-mail?"
"YES e-mail! The one where those two posh twats were asking for our parent's assistance" I put on my most stereotypical English voice; you know the one; Tea and scones anybody?
"If you'd just deleted it like the others…"
"Ingrid that isn't fair and you know it!" He had one of his trademark outbursts. Great. This is gonna be a long night. I heard his footsteps come towards me. "It wasn't fair to keep deleting their jobs. They thought they were going bankrupt! Bankrupt! They were worried, Ingrid. And it was our fault… Just because we didn't want to move again, but…" I felt his arm go round my shoulder and pull me to face him. I really don't want to see his stupid face.
"Wouldn't you rather move…And at least have one friend..." As you can probably guess he pointed towards himself when he said that. "Than your mum go bust and lose everything?"
I sighed and looked into his blue eyes.
"Yeah I guess." I mumbled so incoherently I'm not entirely sure his tiny brain could figure out what I said.
I turned around again.
"So…We're in Scotland…for now. We can make the most of it! I mean, we're gonna be here for a while, at least… What about your uncle? Doesn't he have a job over here soon?"
"Yes. How could I forget? We're only ironically looking after his kid until they fly over."
I heard him sigh. "I know, but I mean, at least you have Tony. And me. And you'll have your aunt and uncle in a few months when they're ready!"
"Yeah well maybe I don't want The Simpsons living with me."

Great, now my eyes were watering real bad.
its hay fever I swear!

"I thought they were the Thompsons…"
"I KNOW THEY'RE THE THOMPSONS HARRY I WAS BEING SARCASTIC!"
Oops. I braced myself for another one of Harry's outbursts; but I didn't get one.

"Oh…sorry…" He sighed and walked over to me. "Come on, you still have me and I still have you, so, you know, we're alright, us two, aren't we?" He put one arm around me.

"Yeah, I guess." I sniffed, rubbing my eyes. "Hey, Erm, I'm, sorry…I didn't mean that. I'm just you know-"

"Don't worry, its fine, Inna. I understand. Look, I'd better be getting home anyway, Are we still on for going to the market tomorrow?" He dismissed my apology with a wave of the hand. This is why I love my best friend.
I nodded and opened the door. Walking out, he turned to me, "And don't have any more nightmares, okay? You're messing up that pretty little head of yours, and I don't want to-"

"GO HOME HARRY." I shoved him out of my room and laughed.
"Okay, okay, I'm going!"
He's such a douche sometimes. I kicked the door behind me and walked back over to my bed.
As I sat down I looked and noticed I hadn't kicked it all the way closed.
Oh well, sue me.
"BYE!" Harry stuck his head round the door. Oh my God, what is wrong with him?
"GO!" I threw a pillow right at him.
Wehey, bullseye.

A/N: So that's the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed! And if you didn't, well, that's cool too. Please review! And remember the next chapter/s (if i continue this story) will be SO MUCH longer! And the action will start, i swear! Thanks, guys!