This is just a little story I wrote inspired by TWILIGHT! R&R plz!
Ella Goose was an ordinary girl. She didn't know how she was going to die, or who her greatest love was going to be, she just knew the square root of pi. But what else Ella Goose knew was that her mother was a tartlet who was moving to Florida. Ella, knowing she wasn't attractive enough for Florida and that her deathlike pale skin would easily burn there decided to move back in with her alcoholic but mild mannered father. The decision was easy, her father lived in Spoon, Oregon; a small town with only 300 people and 20 mythical creatures. Also easy, were the decisions she was about to make that would bring her face to face with death. These decisions were also the decisions that brought her closer to Fredward.
It was her first day at her new Spoon High when Ella first met Fredward. He was quiet, kept to himself, and seemed to use his nostrils a lot. Or maybe they just naturally flared whenever he dug his hands into wood. Either way he was a hot piece of pale, average looking ass. He also had quasi-hot siblings that seemed to like to keep it in the family ala West Virginia style. But they're not actually important to the story. What was important was the love between Ella and Fredward. But it was a relationship full of lies. Fredward talked a lot about how he was dangerous. Ella thought he might be into thug life, but then the token black guy said "Hellz no bitch now when you gonna shake that ass fo me?" So she shook it, and continued to find out what her man was up to. Next she thought that due to his average strength and kinda slow speed he might be in a family vigilante group, but she went through his closet and extensive prono collection and couldn't find any tights so she decided that wasn't it. Next she talked to her Indian friend who lived out on Camp Onawana and he said that Fredward and his family the Lullenz where into messed up shit like sucking blood and shit. So she googled sucking blood and saw that he was a vampire. Well, that didn't make much sense cause he was always out in the sun and stuff, and had tan lines, but whatever. It had to be true. There was just something special about him, with his sparkly make up and weird accent. So he totally had to be because he was a vampire. When Ella confronted him about it, he asked her to say it again. So she did. Out loud. He nodded and beckoned. She followed him. He led her to bed and pulled her in. "Do you want to be a vampire too?" Ella nodded, she was ready to wear sparkly make up too. He leaned in and kissed her neck lightly and then reached over and pulled out a needle. Now, Ella knew that because Fredward could walk in the sun this wasn't your regular vampire fantas- novel. But she was pretty sure that was wrong. It didn't matter though because he then hit her over the head with a piece of the headboard and then beat her with a few pillows. When Ella woke up she was alone in a wharehouse and dizzy. She later found out that Fredward and his family were a group of blood dealers that stole blood and sold it to third world countries. She felt pretty stupid. Probably because she was, but from that day on she knew to only believe the vampires that couldn't walk during the day.
Authors Note: SO that took me like forever haha, maybe sequel??????? Lolz, laterz.