You really don't know what to think when there's a creepy dead dude following you around town. It's even creepier when no one else seems to be able to see him. Completely freaked, I run into the nearest store (Barnes and noble). I don't see him follow me in but I go behind some shelves just in case. When I finally decide it's safe to leave, I walk right smack into the creeper. Then, the weirdest thing happens. He doesn't take my purse, drag me away or anything. He just touches my forehead. Yep. That's it. Then he just disappears. And that's when I realize what just happened. That dead guy was a Tracker, a type of vampire that Marks humans who are like destined, or something, to be vampires. This school here called….. The house of Night! That's what it's called! Well, at this school like train vampires or something really weird like that. I knew some kids who were marked. Apparently one of them didn't survive the process of being a vamp and died. The other was fine but none of us heard from her again. So being a vampire is definitely no sounding to good right now. I eventually gather the strength to walk back to my grandparents' old apartment flat. When I get there, my Grandma is waiting for me with a disturbed look on her face.
"Emily! Sweetheart, what has happened?"
Oh crap! I didn't think I'd look any different… I walk into the bathroom and stare into the mirror at the spot where the Tracker touched my forehead. There was this strange crescent moon outline there. Oh crap! How many people had seen me in the city? I don't know how this happened, but I and my grandma were hugging just like that.
"Nana, I…. "
"Shhh. It's ok. Emily, go upstairs and pack your things as if you were going to boarding school."
I manage to nod and trudge upstairs to pack.
Once I finish packing my stuff, I get in the car with my grandma and she starts driving off. I have no idea how she knew how to get to the house of night, but she managed to get there. I step out the car and stare at the huge, gothic academy before me.
This should be interesting.