I'm not exactly sure if this makes any sense to anyone else, but here goes nothing!
Kristen hurried through the dark city streets, shivering through the cold winter air. She couldn't wait to get home and settle down in front of a nice, warm fire with pages and pages full of Sam and Dean. She turned in an alley for a shortcut to get back to her apartment. Sensing something, she glanced behind, but didn't see anything.
You're getting way too paranoid. She thought.
She sighed and looked forward again, only to be shoved down, then pinned to the dirty ground by a man.
He covered her mouth and pulled out a small knife. She struggled and thrashed around, but oddly enough, he made a tiny incision in his own arm. He grinned, sharp teeth slid over the normal ones, and his eyes looked a bit redder then they had a few seconds ago.
Her own brown eyes widened. "You're a vampire! Like the ones in Supernatural!" she gasped when he took his hand off her mouth. "Oh! Change me!" she stuck out her arm.
His eyebrow rose. "What?" he asked.
"Yeah! Maybe I'll get to meet Sam and Dean!"
He was getting even more puzzled. "O...kay..." He made a cut into her outstretched arm and prepared to mix the blood.
A thought struck her. "Waitwaitwaitwait!"
"What now?"
"Just tell me one thing: What's your blood type?"
He gave her an odd look and she shrugged.
"I mean, I don't want to die or anything, from clumping since I'm O negative and-" she continued on and
on and on, and he just put his head in his hands and sighed.
So there it was. Was it good, bad, not funny? It's just we're talking about blood types in class, so...
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