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I heard the screaming, I followed it to a valley. I saw people fighting, my people, and those things. Vampires. Bloodsuckers. My people are vampire hunters. I couldn't see the vampires' features because they were to far away. My dad and two other men were fighting against a whole ambush of them. I could fight, I knew how to, not as well as my big brother and his friend, or my mom but, I knew how to handle a knife. I took a step forward and saw two dead women with their throats ripped out right in front of me. It was then that I realized blood was everywhere. It was the first time I had ever seen something slaughtered. It was the first time I had ever seen my father fight a vampire, first time I'd seen a vampire, period. A cry escaped my throat. I quickly covered my mouth. One of the vampires heard me and turned my way. It growled and launched itself at me. My dad saw what it was doing. He moved in between the vampire and me. My dad fell to the ground absorbing the impact of the vampire's attack. The vampire bared his teeth and ripped his throat out right in front of me.

"Dad!" I screamed with tears running down my face.

The other two vampire hunters kept fighting as many as they could while my head lay against my dead father's chest that was now covered in blood and my tears but I didn't care. All that I cared about was that I wasn't supposed to follow them and I did and now because of me my father was dead. It was all my fault!

I woke up gasping. I was covered in sweat. It was the same dream I have about my fathers death. Yes it is how he died, and yes it was my fault. I was eight years old, old enough to know when my father said to stay there I was to stay there and don't come looking for him. But, as any other eight year old is I was curious. So I followed the screams to the valley and the rest well, you know.

I looked at the clock on my night stand 10:41 a.m. It was my usual time I got up during the summer. But, today was the last day of summer vacation. Tomorrow was my first day of my senior year. I got up and put on a t-shirt and sweats, and slung my blonde hair back into a ponytail. When I got downstairs I smelt bacon. That meant my brother was home, and his best friend. I walked into the kitchen, and his back was facing me. I crept slowly, and quietly towards him. My bare feet made it easy to get right behind him without him knowing. I was just about to touch him when strong arms wrapped around my waist, and my feet were no longer on the ground. A shriek escaped my mouth. My brother whirled around ready to fight, but then he smiled and relaxed against the oven. I knew right then that it was Chris holding me. Chris. My brother's best friend since he was two. His full name is Christopher but, Chris is shorter. He is nineteen like my brother. My brother has black, short, spiky hair. Chris has pale blonde hair that was just a tad bit longer than my brother's. They are both at least four inches taller than me and I'm 5'7. My brother has green eyes like my father had. My younger brother has blue eyes like me. But, my mom has brown eyes. So we don't know where we got our eye color from, probably my mom's grandmother or something. Chris has pale blue eyes, that match his hair.

"Put me down!" I cried. He laughed and let me go. "When did you guys get home?"

"About 12:00 a.m., I think." Chris said. "Your mom won't be back till tomorrow."

"Figures, but who gives a shit." I said through gritted teeth. The subject of my mom did not bring happy thoughts or words to my mind.

"Ooh. Someone's a little mouthy." My brother said grinning.

"Oh shut up Ian and just pass the bacon." I said

He passed me the plate and we sat down at the table. Our kitchen and dining room are next to each other there isn't a door connecting them its just open. Our table is a dark oak color, and round. Chris sat on my left and Ian on my right. I placed the plate in the middle and took a piece.

"So did it go okay? Your guy's assignment?" I asked taking a bite of bacon.

"Yeah, we lost one of our own though." Chris said taking his own piece.

"But, we killed it." Ian said happily. I grinned at him and he grinned back.

They were vampire hunters, like my mom. They have been trained since they could walk. I would be going on my own assignments but when my father died I quit I haven't trained since. Everyone is trained when they begin to walk. My younger brother hasn't ever been trained, I have had a little experience but not much. My mother insisted on me training and I told her I didn't want to at all. Ian convinced her that when I graduate high school, I would have to consider training again and when Conner graduates high school he would be given the opportunity to also train. To my surprise she agreed.

"Any trouble?" I asked

"Not much, just a few bruises and cuts but not bad." Ian answered eating another piece .

"Yeah not much for us but, what the hell happened to your arm?" Chris asked pointing to my left arm. Where a huge black, blue, and purple bruise lay on my forearm.

"Oh....that....uhh.." I stammered. "I sorta fell down the stairs yesterday."

"How many times?" My brother asked taking my arm gently from Chris and examining it himself.

''Ha ha.'' I said taking my arm out of his hold before he could see the hand mark in it. ''Very funny.''

''Geez. You are clumsy.''

I laughed once, a hard and bitter laugh. ''Yeah.'' They both eyed me suspiciously. ''Hey where are Duke and Zeke?''

Duke is my baby. My best friend. He is a great Dane. I have had him since I was 16. He was a puppy when I made my brother buy him for me. He was 'iffy on getting such a big dog but, with Chris's convincing and when Ian saw Zeke he was definitely on board. Zeke of course is my brother's he is a pit bull. A very beautiful one, just like Duke is a beautiful great Dane. They are both two and a half years old. They are also very protective. Duke is black, with cropped ears and white feet. Zeke is white, with a black spot on his right eye. Duke has blue eyes that match mine, and Zeke has green eyes that match my brother's.

''I let them outside.'' Conner said coming into the kitchen. His over long hair in his eyes. He flipped it out of the way. It wasn't long, long but you know the cute style. His hair color matched Ian's. I got my blonde hair from my dad. I looked to Conner's arms that held a purring Peter. Peter is Conner's cat, just like Duke is mine and Zeke is Ian's. Peter is a light orange cat that had dark brown stripes with white feet like Duke, and a tiny black spot on the back of his right ear like Zeke. Also Peter has the same blue eyes as Conner. Plus Conner is taller than me, but I'm a year older than him. He is also going to be a senior. He is one of the younger ones in our class.

I stood up and picked up Peter. I held him like a baby. He had the softest fur. He purred louder as stroked his belly.

''You know Mace, I think he loves you more than me.'' Conner said getting the last piece of bacon just as Chris and Ian went for it. ''Gotta be faster.'' He laughed. Ian and Chris exchanged a look and then they both leaped out of their chairs to tackle Conner. Conner was on the floor laying on his stomach and the hand with the bacon stretched out so they couldn't get it. He was pushing them off or at least trying to. I laughed and let Peter go. I took the bacon from Conner's hand and stood back against the counter waiting for them to realize he didn't have it anymore. Ian and Chris got up and took a step carefully towards me while Conner got up and was now behind them.

''Macey have I ever told you that you look great in sweats." Chris said easing his way towards me.

"No." I said with a laugh.

"Well you do."

"He's right you do." Ian added. Conner signaled for me to run out of the kitchen and back into the dining room. So basically I was to make a circle.

"You two are full of crap." I said playing. Then I ran and they quickly followed. When I was back in the room I quickly tossed the piece of bacon to Conner just as Chris rammed into me with Ian right behind him. I fell to the ground. Ian got up and ran after Conner. From what I could tell Conner had already eaten half of it and the other half hanging out of his mouth. Chris climbed off of me and helped me up.

"Thanks." I said getting in the cupboard.

"Welcome." He leaned against the other door of the cupboard that was closed. "What are you looking for?"

"Well," I said digging through the cans for my secret stash. "Since just having two pieces of bacon isn't necessarily a breakfast buffet I'm looking for my version of a healthy breakfast."

"Which is?" He mused.

"Oreos." I said smiling and pulling out two packages of Oreos, one vanilla Oreos, and the other double stuffed chocolate Oreos. "Which is the most nutritious for you?"

"Oh vanilla definitely." He laughed

I put the chocolate Oreos back and put the vanilla ones on the counter. He sat on one of the bar stools. I got us a glass of milk to share since we didn't have enough milk for the both of us. I set it next to the package, and got out two cookies. I dipped one in the milk and held it in there while I ate the other.

"So what are you going to do today?" I asked

"Well, me and your brother are going to check out that family that has just moved here to Forks." He said dipping his own in the milk.

"You think they're vampires?"

"I don't know, better safe than sorry right?"

"Yeah I guess."

I heard a crash than pounding up the stairs. I laughed.

"I love them.'' I said eating another cookie.

"They're great brothers." Chris was an only child and spent more time at our house than at his own. His mom left them when he was and infant and his father is a workaholic I'm surprised he even knows Chris is gone.

I heard a thud upstairs then pounding on the stairs again. I looked up at Chris with my eyes wide. I closed the package fast and threw open the cupboard and put them back in the stash. Chris already downed the rest of the milk and put it in the dishwasher.

I smiled at him and he smiled back. I shoved the cookie I had in my mouth just as they came running in and then back out.

"Oh and by the way," I said around the cookie that was still in my mouth. "don't say anything about my nutritious breakfast okay?"

"I won't I promise." He said smiling at me.

I walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to my room. I was always comfortable around Chris. Even though he's hot, I'm not self-conscious around him. I can just be myself. I remember when I was 10 I was boy crazy-well I still am but not as noticeable- I had a crush on him and I would flirt non-stop with him. I grew out of it when I was 13, when boys started noticing me. I haven't had tons of boyfriends, but I have had some and they have been more than one-month relationships. It's the same routine every time I bring my current boyfriend over to my house-1st-Ian,Chris, and Conner discuss what they know about him and Conner spills what he knows about him from school. 2nd-Ian and Chris ask him questions like for example "What exactly do you guys do when your alone?" or "Do you respect her?" or "Have you ever been arrested?" or "Are you a sexual predator or a pervert?" 3rd-They watch him like a hawk the rest of the time.

I slipped off my t-shirt and sweats and put on jeans that ended and were cuffed at the knees, and a blue hooded, long sleeved shirt. It was kinda chilly out today. I heard pounding on the stairs and then Duke ran into my room. He jumped up on my bed.

"Hey babe." I said petting him and kissing him on the head. "What do you think?" I asked turning around to show off my outfit. He barked enthusiastically. I laughed and scratched his head. "Come on." I said as I went out my door. He jumped down and followed me to Ian's room. I knocked and waited.

"Come in." I heard Ian say through the door.

I opened the door to see them playing xbox. I laughed

"So this is what you do when you aren't killing vampires?"

"Yup, I took it from Conner's room when he was sleeping." Ian said concentrating on the game.

I looked around his room. His walls are a dark green. Strewn across his queen-sized bed is a black bedspread with white sheets. We each have big rooms except my mom she has the biggest since it is the master bedroom. There is one bathroom upstairs and one downstairs. The boys share the one upstairs, my mom has her own bathroom, and luckily so do I. But I let them use it if they need to. We all have TVs in our rooms, and the plasma is in the living room downstairs. My room has hot pink and black walls, and Conner has dark blue walls. I have a black and white zebra striped bedspread with hot pink sheets. Conner has a lime green bedspread with blue sheets.

I sat on his bed, then shifted so I was laying on my side. Zeke was at the foot of the bed, and Duke jumped up on the bed, and Duke jumped up on the bed and laid in front of me with his back facing me. I laid my head on his stomach.

"Where are you going?" Ian asked.

"To meet Kyle and then go to the arcade." Kyle was my best friend and has been since kindergarten. I didn't have close girlfriends.

"He practically lives there." Chris said. Kyle was definitely not the nerdy type but who doesn't like arcade games. I watched them play xbox for a few seconds before my mind began to wonder back to what Chris said about checking out the new family in town. Why would vampires pretend to be human and be around humans everyday and not kill them? Why would they purposely risk exposing their own kind to innocent humans?

"I was wondering about that family, why would they risk exposing their own kind to innocent humans? And put them in danger?" I asked. Ian backhanded Chris across the shoulder and gave him a "why did you tell her, stupid" look. Ian knew I still had nightmares about the vampires, I mean don't get wrong Chris did too but sometimes he tells me things that Ian wouldn't I don't know why but I guess things slip up.

"Oh crap I'm sorry." Chris said to both me and Ian.

"I would rather you tell me than not tell me."

"Okay well its just a precaution." Ian said reassuringly.

"Alrighty I will see you guy later." I said while I got up. I heard a couple "byes" when I went down the stairs. I went outside to check if Ian needed to move his car so I could get out. Of course he always parks right behind me. Well what's the harm in taking his car instead of mine? My car is a jeep wrangler that's black with black leather interior. Ian's car and Chris's cause they share it is a 2006 Ferrari F430 Spider that is yellow with black leather interior. Conner has a black hummer h2 with black leather interior. I speak a little car but hey I live with three boys!

I went back in the house and grabbed Ian's keys off the counter. I ran back outside and got into his car. I started it up and it roared to life. I love fast cars but I love my wrangler just as much. I glanced at the front door and saw Ian shaking his head telling me not to do it and Chris behind him nodding enthusiastically telling me to go. I smiled, backed up and drove off. Ian knows I wont wreck it but he's a boy that loves his car.

I parked in the arcade parking lot where like not cars were. I didn't see Kyle's old van so I got out and sat on the hood of the Ferrari, put my hood up and listened to my iPod. I saw some people I didn't know walking on the sidewalk. They were two guys that looked around my age. One had dirty blonde hair, he had muscles on him but not too much. The other had midnight black hair I had never seen black so well, dark before, it fell in his face sorta like Conner's. He was about an inch shorter than the other, and probably about 4 or 5 inches taller than me. He sorta had a laid back attitude from what I could tell. That's all I could make out from this distance. The black haired boy turned around my way and looked searching for something. When his eyes fell on me my heart sped up. He stared at me for the longest time, until the blonde haired boy said something to him and he responded and then turned away. A shiver ran up my spine. That was odd. I looked around the parking lot for Kyle. I saw his van, got up and ran over to it. He wasn't in there so I went inside. But I just couldn't forget that boy for some reason.

I walked in an immediately spotted Kyle. He has thick, short, brown hair, deep forest green eyes, and an awesome lip ring on the bottom left of his mouth. He wore black airwalks, black faded, and ripped jeans, and a Nickelback T-shirt. He wasn't a poser or an emo he just had his own style. He has a band with some other guy friends, and me. I sing and play guitar, and Kyle and I write the songs with the other's help.

"Hey." Kyle said now in front of me.

"Hey didn't you see me?"

"Yeah, but it looked like you and Mr. Cool were having a private moment." He said and winked. I smacked him on the arm.

"Shut up! He and his family just moved here right?"

"Yeah, well at least that's what I heard." His gaze was focused on something behind me. "Speaking of…" He motioned for me to look around.

I did. Bad idea. Mr. Cool as Kyle Put him was standing right out in front of the arcade, him and the blonde boy. The boy with the black hair or Mr. Cool turned around and looked at me through the window of the arcade. Again my heart sped up and I could feel myself blush. He smirked at me. Kyle nudged my arm, and I turned back to him. He had and evil smile. Oh no!

"Wanna go meet them?" He asked

"No." I said a little too quickly.

"Just to be nice? Oh come on." Kyle started to walk towards the door and I pulled him back by his arm.

"Kyle don't."

"Come on you are gonna meet them tomorrow. Why not get to him before all the other girls do?" He asked.

"First of all I have a boyfriend, second it can wait."

"Oh come on I don't even like that jerk."

"Ugh!" I groaned. "Fine." Kyle smiled with victory.

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