Summary: April, a sixteen year old girl, and Christian, a 543 year old vampire, have been friends for over 10 years. April is friends with Christian because she feels that he knows her better than everyone else in the world. Christian is friends with April because he believes that she is the mighty sorcoress that brings vampires and humans together in peace. Or that was his original plan. Now he has real feelings toward this girl and he doesn't know what he will do to save her. Even if it means to doom thousands of humans.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything mentioned in this except April and Christian. And the story line. I don't own Mel... because she owns herself... -waves to alwayssmile877- HI MEL!!!! (She's my beta and... friend? Mel, can I call you my friend?)
A/N: Please like this. This is the first story I actually thought out. I would really really really love you for forever if you review. The first reviewer will get a part in this as a character in my story. Not a important one, but you will be in it. Just please. I will cry if you don't like this. 'Cause I like this story, so it must be liked. Please review... -sniffles-
Oh and the title of this story is a song. It is a song because that song is going to be the theme song of this story. It is Misery Business by Paramore.
"Gosh you are such a nerd." April hit him hard after the lame joke he told, not hard enough for him to get hurt, but hard enough for him to feel it. He looked at her shocked.
"When did you get muscle?!" Christian joked. It only earned another slap from her. "You know, that's going to get annoying, fast."
"It's not my fault you normally can't feel anything," she said shrugging. She let herself fall back onto her humongous pile of pillows on her king sized bed. April closed her eyes and listened to the music that was on in the background.
Whoa... I never meant to brag. But I got him where I want him now. Whoa... it never was my intention to brag. To steal it all away from you now...
She felt a cold, marble object jump on top of her, causing the wind to get knocked out of her with a whoosh. The object rolled itself off of her. She went on her side and hacked her lungs out. "Jerk," April croaked in between coughs.
"That may be so, but the look on your face was worth it," Christian said as sweetly as her could, but ended up laughing his ass off. They have been friends since she was five years old. He, of course, had been the same age as he was now. If you want to know how he stayed at the same city and school for so many years, you would have to understand his power. It's the ability to change his appearance to anything he chooses, you may know it as shape-shifting.
The only real reason Christian stayed with her at first was because he felt April was different from the other kids he babysat over that last three hundred years. He started babysitting because he was searching for a powerful witch. You know an enchantress, lamia, sorceress, that sort of stuff. He really didn't believe in witchcraft or Wicca. But he was a vampire in living and breathing flesh; excuse the expression, so he shouldn't be so hypercritical.
Anyway, he was searching for this witch; he still is, as a matter of fact (Though he is almost positive that April is the witch), because said witch was supposedly meant to bring peace to the vampire and human race. This 'witch' is supposed to start developing her powers at the age of five, they have human parents, non-magical, and they live in New York. (All these traits you can simply look to April for) Why New York you ask; because, in around 1700 there was a magical war with a pair of witch covens in New York. Let's not get into detail about this, but in the end all of them died. One of the witches that died was supposed to bring the human and vampire race into harmony. When witches die they are going to be reborn in their home state.
So he started his searching as soon as the Volturi ordered him too. (They might have forgotten him though. He wouldn't put it past them.) Christian never had this feeling about any other child when he was with her. So he decided to stay, to see what she does. After a while he became good friends with her. That was when she found out he was a vampire.
At first she asked too many questions, so many that he started to consider leaving, and watching her from afar. But then April hugged him. He realized he was obsessed and he couldn't leave her. She was too nice, too sweet, and too innocent. He was impressed that she could hold all these traits and not be afraid of him. He told her about him power and the next day came to her house with a different look. From then on she was positive that they would be friends till the end of time, and not in the way most children say. She meant in the way that they would be together for an eternity. She wanted to be changed.
But Christian wouldn't allow it. If she was the witch and she turned into a vampire the peace that he was searching for, for more than 300 years, would be gone. No matter how much he wanted to he couldn't. He would be killed as well as her. Then the human race might be destroyed.
"Dude!" She snapped at him, pulling out of his daydreaming.
"What?!" He shouted at her.
"I said, I like your new look." She said looking him over with a little too much vigor. Christian had dirty blond hair and big blue eyes. His lips were April's favorite part of him. Her eyes lingered at his mouth to the point where she blushed.
He smirked. "It's what I looked like as human." She nodded and fell back on her pillows. "Maybe I'll keep it longer than a week. It might help stop the rumors that say you're easy."
She groaned
Her parents think she has too many guy friends when the truth is that she only has one; one that wants to ruin her life. April's parents keep giving her 'the talk'. At first she found it funny, throwing sarcastic remarks at them and saying it wasn't true while laughing at there speech. But after 50 times of having that talk, most of it annoyed her. She lost most of her sarcasm and it was replaced with anger, anger at him because Christian only changed his look to get her mad. If you wonder why she doesn't just stop hanging out with him it's because she cares for him, no matter how many times she says it's because he won't leave her alone. This summer her parent's almost sent her to this 'nun' sleep away camp because, he changed his look into a 70 year old man and she still hung out with him. Luckily she came up with a quick lie and talked her way out of it. So over summer she spent most of her time with Melissa and him.
She told Mel that Christian was a vampire even though he told her not too. She told her during middle school. At first Mel thought it was a joke. But when he drank from a rabbit in front of them she finally believed them. The weird thing about Mel's personality is that when she saw him with rabbit blood dripping down his chin, looking evil, she wasn't worried about herself, but the rabbit.
He sat Indian style on the floor in front of her, staring. Christian thought she was the most beautiful creature in the universe. She thinks otherwise. But with her shoulder blond hair and innocent eyes. Herr small nose and her dazzling smile.
Feeling his gaze, she got up and mimicked his position. "What?"
"Nothing... I was just wondering if you're wearing that to school today." He said making up a excuse for looking at her easily.
"Yeah... I'm wearing this to school today. You know... it is mandatory to wear this to our private school." She said.
He made a face. "It's the first day of school. You should want to wear something that shows off your personality."
She snorted, "It's not like I have anyone to impress."
"Don't you want people to know you are proud of yourself and that you are a trouble maker?"
"It's a private school, if you have forgotten; there is nothing I can do with this drab uniform. Let alone make it show off even a speck of my personality." She flipped her hair and smiled. "...Unless..." She eyed him and his uniform.
So as I said please review. I will love you with my whole heart... or the black hole where my heart was... XP Well, anyway, first reviewer get's a part in my story.