I'm starting a House of Night story. I'm in love with the series! So here goes my attempt to write a story.

[] = the author is saying something.

() = the Character is thinking something.

A New Life

"Time for dinner." I said to my cat Meshe. She meowed and got off the bed and headed downstairs.

I went downstairs and walked out to the night. It was beautiful at the House of Night when it was night. (he he) I looked at my watch. It was three thirty! I ran to the dining hall and took a tray. I took the spaghetti and a piece of garlic bread and headed for the table with my friends. I wasn't terribly late but I needed time to eat.

"Why didn't anyone come and get me for dinner?" I asked when I got to the booth.

"We were hoping you would figure it out yourself." Damien said.

"Ha ha, very funny. You know how horrible I am at time." I told him.

"Claire Night, this is my new roommate Zoey Redbird. Zoey Redbird this is Claire Night." Stevie Rae told me.

"Hello Zoey Redbird. It's a pleasure to meet you." I said.

"Hi." She simply said. She looked kinda nervous. I wondered why she was nervous. She was looking at me weirdly. I noticed she was looking at my teeth. Oh, I had fangs because I was a shape shifter. Shape Shifters were born to protect the vampyres even though they are vampyres.

"You seem to be wondering about my teeth. See, I'm a shape shifter. We shape shifters were born to protect vampyres even if we are vampyres." I told her.

"Oh, okay." She simply replied.

"So, anyway I was talking about Erik Night the hottest guy ever." Shaunee said.

"Guys! Stop staring at my brother!" I whispered. Yes, I am Erik Night's sister. I am a fifth former. Just like him. We're twins. Not identical though.

"Anyway, I have eyes for someone." I replied. "Even if he wasn't my brother."

"Who?" Stevie Rae asked.

"You don't know? It's Tristan Dreamer." Damien told her.

"Do you have to announce it to the whole school Damien?" I asked.

"Hello Zoey." Someone said. I looked to the left and saw Aphrodite standing there with her friends.

Aphrodite was the leader of the Dark Daughters and Sons. I'm one of them but I can't stand her. I'm the only girl who could stand up to her. Hey, someone had to stand up to her.

"Hello Claire. Zoey, I was meaning to tell you something before but it slipped my mind. We are having a Full Moon ritual after the school's ritual and I'm inviting you to it." She said, then she turned to me. "You don't need to be there, it's for real dark daughters only."

"As a matter of fact I won't be there. I have other things to do instead of joining you and your gang of bitches for some Full Moon ritual." I sneered.

"Well, you don't have to be that rude. Anyway, Zoey I'll see you tomorrow." Aphrodite grumbled and took off.

"Hag from hell." Shaunee and Erin said.

"Yeah, defiantly." Damien said.

"Okay, well, I'm going to the stables. I need to brush Aristotle." I said.

"Okay, see you later." Everyone said.

I got up, put my plate in one of the dishwashers and went to the stables. One my way I bumped into Loren Blake.

"Hello professor Blake." I said stopping to say hello. He was my mentor even though he wasn't a real professor.

"Hello . How are you today?" Loren asked.

"I'm fine and you?" I said.

"I'm very good. Where are you headed to?" He asked.

"To the stables. I need to brush Aristotle." I replied.

"Okay." He answered. He bowed and walked away.

I ran up to the stables. I took a brush from the tack room and went to Aristotle's stable. He saw me come in and neighed. I started brushing him.

"Hello there." Someone said. I jumped around.

"Oh Tristan! You scared me! I thought I was alone!" I exclaimed getting back to brushing Aristotle.

"Sorry, I thought that too. I was brushing Zeus when I heard you come through the stable doors." Tristan said.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I simply said.

We were silent for a while. Me brushing Aristotle and Tristan standing there in the door way. Finally, he cleared his throat and said-

"Well, I'd better get going. It's almost light out. Good bye Claire."

"Good bye Tristan." I said and he walked out.

"Stupid Stupid Stupid!" I told myself. "Why didn't I talk to him?! Stupid stupid stupid!"

I said good bye to Aristotle, put the brush back into the tack room and headed for the dorm. The night air was cool against my skin. When I got into the dorm, I went straight to my room. I took off my jacket and put it on the bed. My roommate, Ramona, was sleeping. I got washed up, got my pajamas on and got into bed.