CHAPTER 1
Nikita's P.O.V
I was new in Morganville. I didn't mean to come here I was just on my bike taking a ride and I came across the town.
My names Nikita Collins, I'm 16 years old and I'm a biker chick. I joined a biker gang when I was 14, Frank Collins gang.
I was running away from home when I saw a group of bikes coming towards me. I figured that they could give me a ride so I stepped out into the middle of the road and waited for them to stop in front of me.
I wasn't the kindest of people, I was kind of a bitch, but I didn't care. I was running away because my mum and dad didn't approve of me, my attitude, and my clothes, all of it they just didn't like me. I stood there in my leather pants and tight black top which had the words 'bite me' with a black leather jacket over the top. My shoes were black stilettoes and my makeup was smoky eyes and black lipstick. I had blonde curls with went down to just below my chest. I had dip-dyed the ends blue which really suited me.
You couldn't tell I was only 14, I looked more like 16. When they stopped in front of me Frank was at the front. 'Hey darling, what can we do for ya?' He gave me a once over and grinned.
'I want to come with you.'
'Sure,' He turned to a teenage boy who looked around 16 and said, 'Shane, she can ride with you.' I headed to Shane's bike and got on the back. Shane was tall and muscular, he had brown shaggy hair and brown, mysterious eyes. I have to admit he is VERY hot!
'So, what's your name?'
'Nikita and you must be Shane.'
'That's me.' He winked at me and then turned back to the road. 'Hold tight!'
I held onto his waist while he sped down the road.
I looked around Common Grounds, the coffee shop in Morganville, and noticed a Gothic girl at the till, she seemed cool enough. I walked over to her and order a mocha. After a moment's hesitation I turned back to her and said, 'So, do you know anywhere that I could stay the night, like b 'n' bs?'
'Well if you want to stay long term, I've got a room to rent in my house. Don't worry I don't live with freaky Goths like me, I live with two smoking hot guys and a totally cute –but nerdy- girl as well. But if it's just the night I don't think there is one in Morganville, maybe outside of town but not in, sorry.'
'It's okay, so maybe I could stay long term.' The coffee girl's eyes lit up in delight.
'Yeah! Omg it's going to be so awesome having another girl in the house! Finally out do the boys! Oh, I'm Eve by the way and you are?'
'Nikita.' I held out my hand for her to shake so she did. 'Well Nikita, if you want I could give you the address and you could go visit, I'm sure someone's home. Oh, do you know your way around Morganville?'
'Yeah don't worry I will find it.' I really did know where I was going. When I was in Frank's biker gang he had maps and we had to memorise where everything was, especially where the vamps hang out. Oh, right, Morganville is full of vampires. Frank told me all about it and for some strange reason I believed every word. He said his wife, Molly, got killed by the vamps and he was going to kill each and every one of them to get revenge.
Eve handed me a piece of paper with the address 716 Lot Street written on it. 'Thanks, I'll see you later Eve.' I waved and she waved back before I walked out and got onto my motor bike and sped off in search of the house.
