(A/N: I don't own My Babysitter's a Vampire, Scream or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This is the sequel to Forever Together which if you haven't read already I would advice you do before reading this one. Keep an eye out for the hidden Buffy and Scream references in this chapter put there for your entertainment. Enjoy)

Lily's POV

I wake to the sound of light tapping at my door. Wiping the slight line of drool from the corner of my mouth, I grunt as acknowledgement and sit up to greet my visitor.

"Morning, sweetie, I thought you would be hungry so I brought you breakfast" my mom smiles gently as she sets the tray down on my lap.

"Blood substitute, my favourite" I reply sarcastically, grimacing.

"Fine. If you don't want it, I can take it back" she teases, moving to take the tray back before I bat her hands away.

"No! It's okay. Thanks, mom" I grin as she nods and then leaves the room, shutting the door behind her. She and my dad adopted me and my adopted brother Dylan just over a year ago when they were investigating some disappearances at our care home and realised that we were both vampires who may have accidentally snacked on one too many kids and aroused suspicion...oops! Admittedly, we're not the average suburban family but to be fair neither are my parents. Dad's a human. Mom's a vampire. Not really a normal relationship but in Whitechapel is there really any such thing? And don't even get me started on Aunt Erica and Uncle Benny's relationship, they're like my mom and dad with one exception...they have an actual kid! I know, I know you're going to say 'vampires can't have kids' but actually they can. Once every millennia on the night of the Mortal Moon, a child can be conceived through the joining of a human and a vampire. Talk about pretentious. It does work out best for me though because I'm paid to babysit Ellie when they go out with my parents since I'm fifteen...or at least I was when I died, to be honest I'm not really sure how old I actually am now. Thirty four? Thirty five? I don't know. The point is I still feel like I'm fifteen years old.

I grab the TV remote and scroll through the channels as I drink my breakfast. I accidentally drop the remote as another knock on the door makes me leap in surprise.

"Yeah?" I ask as I search for the remote.

"Hey, little sister, are you ready for the first day of school?" Dylan smiles, sticking his head through the gap of the open door.

"Almost. I just need to get dressed. Why are you ready so early anyway? We can just fly over" I answer, finally locating the remote which had rolled under my bed.

"Yeah but I want to see if there are any new kids this year, specifically hot chicks" he smirks, winking at me.

"Oh, yeah and how would you feel if I said the same for hot guys?" I question, watching the smirk drain from his face.

"Any guys go near you and they'll have me to answer to. You're too young to date. Guys our age have only one thing on their minds" he huffs, cracking his knuckles.

"And yet you think it's okay for you to do the same thing to other girls? Get out. GET OUT!" I scream, shoving him backwards and slamming the door in his face. He may be my brother but I'm sick of him setting different standards for me just because I'm a girl and a year younger than him. He treats me like a porcelain doll who needs to cared for and protected. I'm a vampire for crying out loud. I could probably do more damage to any attacker than they could do to me...unless they're a vampire slayer, like that girl in Sunnydale, California a few years back. I wonder what happened to her?

I pull some random clothes from my wardrobe and tug them on. I'm just about to leave when I remember I forgot to turn the TV off, I grab the remote but something on the screen catches my eye. It's a news report about a series of disappearances in the town with the total number of people missing now at thirteen. I turn the volume up, sitting down on the edge of my bed to concentrate on the report. The middle-aged news anchor continues "with the number of victims already at thirteen, the Whitechapel Police Department have issued a town wide curfew beginning at nine pm tonight. Citizens are encouraged to never walk alone, stick to well populated areas and if you must leave your house to return immediately after your business is complete. As a result of these disappearances, all schools in the area have been closed until further notice as most of the missing people are aged between twelve and nineteen. We'll bring you more updates as the story develops but now to Jill with the weather report..." I turn off the TV and flop back onto my bed. Thirteen disappearances? Something must be seriously wrong for that many people to disappear in the space of a week. Even vampires don't get through that many victims in such a small amount of time. Well, at least we get a prolonged summer as long as we don't get abducted or murdered or something but I try to look on the bright side, it's the best way to survive in a supernatural town like this. Even monsters like me get scared to live here sometimes because you can never be sure what kind of crap life is going to throw at you next from a surprise pop quiz to a zombie apocalypse. It's nice to have a bit of variety every now and again. I reach under my pillow to find my favourite book 'The Woodsboro Murders' by Gale Weathers based on real events about a couple of teens who went crazy and killed a load of people and attempted to kill one of their girlfriends, Sidney Prescott, but she survived. Well, if school is cancelled I might as well find some way to pass the time. Somehow, I think these next few days are going to be very interesting...