I was sitting in my room, watching how the mailman gave the mail to the head of the orphanage, Jack. I lived here since I could remember. The first thing I do remember was the face of a 60 years old lady. They say she brought me here, because my parents couldn't take care of me.

I keep thinking the lady was related to me, but I never heard the truth about it. Until I've received the first letter. I was about 13 years old when I received the first letter. The letter was addressed to me, 'Melissa S.'.

That's another thing I don't know, my last name. I just know the first letter, S. when I opened that first letter I was surprised. That lady, named Adele Stackhouse, claimed to be my grandmother. And today I'm still shocked, knowing I have a grandmother who doesn't want or can't take care for me.

I stopped thinking when I heard a knock on the door. Jack came in and gave me my mail and then left the room. I didn't recognized the handwriting so I opened it quick. There were two letters in it.

The first letter was in arial fond, pretty formal I thought. 'Dear miss Stackhouse, unfortunately we must inform you that your grandmother Adele Stackhouse has passed away. Because you are a relative and on her demand, we send you this letter she wrote to you.'

I was crushed, didn't know what to feel or to think. Maybe my only relative is now dead. I'm all on my own, again. This is getting to be a habit or what? I cleared my thoughts and started to read the letter my grandmother wrote me. There was an address. Bon Temps…

'Never heard of that city..' I said quietly. 'Maybe a place out in the wilderness, without internet, phones. And people living in wooden houses..' I smirked. Then my eye fell on a little note under the address.

'Dear Melissa, you should be leaving now. Go to Bon Temps, you belong there. I hope you will understand why I brought you're here. I love you with all my heart my child. And remember, you are a Stackhouse!' A tear fell upon the letter. I just couldn't believe this.

Questions are rushing through my head. Do I have parents? Is there some more family, like a brother or sister? Or maybe it's just me? But about one thing I am pretty sure. I will go to Bon Temps and leave as soon as possible.

The next day :

I was packing up my stuff.. Okay I didn't had much things, maybe like a little bag full of it. I looked at my now empty room, 'Bye dear bed, bye ugly painting..' I laughed at myself and opened the door. Ready for a new adventure! Bon Temps, better watch out! Melissa is comming!

I sat on the train, singing my favourite song at the moment, 'Im sexy and I know it, tadadadadadadadad' But I was interrupted by a man with long black hair. 'Hey bitch shut the fuck up!' I looked up at the guy and gave him a bitchy look. Yep that's me, the two faced girl. Sometimes sugar sweet or just plain bitchy.

'Got a problem there man? I think you are not allowed to call me bitch.' I said with an bitchy face. The guy looked furious, and came over to me.

He bend over me and bored holes in me with his eyes, 'You will be fuckin quiet or I will drain you..' and then his fangs popped out. I wanted to scream, it was like the first time in my life I saw real fangs. Like real real real fangs, not some fake fangs you put in on halloween.

'Hmm sorry sir, I guess I shouldn't think about a singing carreer then..' I said with a sweet voice. The man gave me a deadly look and then rushed away with vampire speed.

'Damned those vampires with thair stupid fangs.' I mutterd. I felt the train slowing down, so I should be in Bon Temps in a few minutes. I looked out the window, nothing but darkness. It was already 9 PM.. Guess it was wakey wakey for the vampers!

I slowly walked out of the train station, searching for a map from the city. I examined it, but a noise disturbed my thoughts. 'Dear belly stomach be quiet, I'm thinking. I know you're hungry! I talked to myself. Okay, now I am talking to myself. One level up for the crazyness.

There should be a place named, 'Merlotte's', where I could eat something and maybe score a ride to the adress. I started walking, since the bar wasn't so far from the station.

I saw the sing of the bar when I walked up the parking. Okay, I hope I could eat something edible here. As soon as I walked in, all eyes were on my. That's a nice welcome for a stranger.

I walked to an empty table and sit down, still all eyes on my. And it starting to get on my nerves.. Ah come on people, eyes on your food! 'Well hello y'all, nice to meet ya! I said loudly. And yes, everybody stopped staring at me.

A blond waitress walked to my table with a big smile on her face. 'Hello welcome to Merlotte's, I'm your waitress for tonight. What can I get you?' I smiled at her, she was really friendly. Note to myself : give a BIG tip to your waitress!

'Hmm, I guess I'll take the hamburger with the french fries and a ice tea please!' She wrote it down and went to the kitchen. So who would I ask for a ride. My eyes roamed around the bar. Searching for a friendly face who can give me a ride.

Maybe that old fat guy.. Okay no no no he's giving me that perv look. Better not go with him. Maybe that couple over there.. they seem nice. Okay maybe not, they are like making out in public, eating each other mouths, gross...

A sigh left my mouth when the blond waitress puts down my plate. 'Here you go girl, enjoy your meal.' I nodded and looked at my plat, looks actually pretty good. The waitress went away but then came quickly back to me.

'Hmm, can I ask you something?' she asked with a nice smile on her face. I looked surprised at her, wondering what she would ask. 'Yeah sure..'
'You seem not from here? Are you visiting or maybe moving to Bon Temps?' she asked and then sat down on the chair next to me.

'Yep, I'm not from here.. I'm from New York. And I actually don't know what I'm doing here. Just looking for an adress that someone send to me.' Okay this was my chance for a ride, maybe the blond waitress could drive me.

'Well my name is Sookie, anyways welcome to Bon Temps!' She was just leaving when I stopped her. 'Wait! Sookie, could you maybe give me a ride? Because I don't have a car, and certainly don't know how I should make it to the adress..'

Please please please say yes. Okey Mel, try those puppy eyes, they always work! 'Well of course! I'm done at 11 PM, so if you wait till my work is done I will drive you!' she gave me a big smile and then turned around.

'By the way, my name is Melissa!' I smiled at her and started to eat my delicious meal.

As soon as my meal was finished I walk to the bar and jumped on the bar chair. A black girl looked at me, not even smiling. Okay that is very friendly. Well let's just give her a big big smile back!

'My name is Melissa, who are you? ' I asked because I was tottaly bored. She gave me a look, 'Are you talking to me, cause I don't like strangers talking to me. At least asking who I am. The fuck I am? Well I don't know Who I a-'

A blond man shouted a name, 'Tara, just back off please. Don't drive my costumers away!' She looked down, eyes full of regret.. 'Sorry, I'm just a bit pissed, that's all. I'm Tara by the way.' she spoke when she gave me a look.

I smiled, 'Uhm it's okay, I'm also furious when I'm pissed' and I gave her a small wink. She smiled at me and asked me 'So, what is Mel drinking?' I laughed, she's already calling me Mel. I like it when people give me a nickname. Cause I always give them one.

'Well surprise me, Tara, Tarara, Taranie, TARANTULA', I actually screamed that last part. Oh hell there weren't that much costumers left.. She gave me a waird look and then burst out in a laugh. 'Ta-ran-tula? Really Mel is that my nickname. Oh god you are hilarious!' and she almost fellt down.

Sookie came to us, 'So girls, it seems pretty fun here. Melissa, I'm done, so if you want we can go now.' I said goodbye to Tara(ntula) and followed Sookie to her car. Oh my god, try not to laugh Mel. I was standing for a tiny yellow car. Hilarious. God I loved this place.

'Okay, now where do you need to be?' she asked me when she started the engin. I took the pieve of paper out of my bag and handen it over to her. Waiting of a 'Aaaah, that place' But she remained silent.

And then she looked me right in the eye, 'This is the adress of my place Melissa.' I gave her a confused look, I don't understand it.. why should my grandmother give ma an adress of somebody who doens't know I am coming.

'Okay this is pretty weird, maybe we just talk this over at my place. And you could stay there for the night if you want.' She started to ride.

I just nodded, not saying a word. The whole ride to her home, we remained both silent. I was just so awkward...