Hi! Who here! & this is my first official real story on ! Constructive criticism welcomed with hugs & s'mores. Flames will be used to make said s'mores.

I sighed. This was the 12th foster home I'd been in since my 'parents' died. They weren't really my parents. They were just some whack-job people who kidnapped me when I was a baby, & I only knew because I overheard my 'dad' drunkenly slurring about it. But no one knew that. Not even the police. I was too scared that her real family wouldn't take me. But I had one thing from my life before my 'parents' took me. A locket that was engraved Vladimir & Veronica~. Inside was a picture of a toddler version of me, & a boy that looked just like me. I could tell we were twins.

I was told the town I was going to live in was called Bathory, which wasn't too far from Stokerton. I was also told the name of the family I was going to stay with was the Brookstones.

My social worker dropped me off in front off in front of the Brookstone's house, bags in tow. I walked up to the door, knocking. A girl around my age answered. "Hi. I'm Meredith. You must be Veronica." She said, voice in a high pitched snobbish voice, which was annoying as hell.

Meredith had chocolate-brown hair that was in some complex style that sort of resembled a braid, dark brown eyes that sparkled like a glitter factory exploded, & so much pink, you could see it from Mars. All in all, disgustingly girly.

"It's Veri." I muttered, pushing back a strand of my dark hair, which had blood-red streaks running through it.

"It's very what?" Meredith asked, confusion flashing across her face.

"My name. It's Veri." I replied, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. "Can I come in?"

"Of course! Come on in!" She stepped to the side, unblocking the entrance. I walked inside. "Where do I stay?" "Second door on the left."

I ran up the stairs, & into my room. It was a simple beige room, with a bed & a desk with a matching chair. I dropped my bags by the back, & went down stairs. I got down just in time to see her hang up on her phone. "This boy's coming over." She said, voice filled with venom. "Make sure you don't get in the way. Kay?"

"No problem." I muttered, going back upstairs, & began unpacking. I heard the door bell, giggling, & more giggling. Ugh.

In my moment of distraction, I tripped over one of my suitcases, hitting the floor with a large bang. I could feel blood dripping down my nose. Someone opened the door. I looked up to see Meredith & someone I assumed to be her boyfriend. & I suddenly realized something. He. Looked. Exactly. Like. Me. My eyes widened for a second. & the strangest thing was that he was staring at my nosebleed as a fat person would a cheeseburger. "Sorry. Tripped." I mumbled, standing up, holding out my hand. "I'm Veri, Meredith's new foster sister."

"Vlad." He replied, shaking my hand once.

My eyes went even wider for moment. "As in Vladimir?" I asked, voice turning into a slight squeak.

He nodded slowly. "Why?"

"Just curious." I lied. It's probably nothing... "Well, nice meeting you! You two can get back to your romance fluff." I said, turning back to my stuff.

They went downstairs, & I closed my eyes, deciding to do something I haven't done since I was little when I discovered it. I read their thoughts.

Oh my god, she's just a freak! Going off & being all weirdo! With Vlad around! I growled & pulled out of her & into Vlad.

That was... interesting. & her blood... He realized there was another presence in his mind. I pulled out, gasping. He knew I was there. How? I thought. Is he more like me than I thought? I decided to ignoring it for now, sticking a poster on the wall. It was a smiley face with fangs, & below it, it said 'Vampires suck'. I smiled at the pun. You have no idea...

Yeah. This is it! For now. Sorry if it seems short... Hope you like!

~Whosasking[the]Bunny E:3