CHAPTER 1
I woke up screaming, terrified. I was breathing heavily and strands of my straight brown hair stuck to my face. I had been having trouble sleeping since it happened, since the accident. My roommate, Kaylyn, at St Francis's had already turned on the bedside light and was sitting on my bed beside me. St. Francis's is a special exclusively private school for Vampire Slayers, where a human from generation of humans go to learn about and how to fight Vampires. Slayers, like Vampires, are a secret to the rest of the world. St. Francis's, and other Slayer Academies like it, passes off as just an ordinary exclusive boarding school for rich kids..
"Jem, are you alright?"
I nodded, unable to speak.
"Was it about the accident again?"
The accident was over a year ago, but the memories still haunted me in my dreams. "Yes." I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, 5:32. "I am sorry I woke you."
Kaylyn smiled a little. Then got up and walked over to her desk and sat down. "Don't worry about it. I needed to get up early anyways to study for mid terms."
"Okay." I was wide awake from the dream, and knew that I would never be able to go back to sleep. "Do you mind if we study together?"
"Sure. I need to study for Vamp Physiology."
"Same. I heard the test is super hard."
"I know." She grabbed out the study sheet and scanned it quickly. "Where's the heart?"
"In the middle of their chest, to the left a little."
"Good." She looked back down and started to ask more and more questions.
At 7:00 the alarm clock went off and we stopped studying. I took a quick shower and got ready for breakfast.
As I was walking across school grounds I heard my name, "Jem!" I turned and saw Scott running toward me. He had blonde hair and deep brown eyes, and a muscular frame like most Slayers. Almost every girl secretly wanted to go out with him, including me.
Scott was out of breath, "So, did you finish the review sheet for history?"
"Yes, here." I took out the review from my binder and handed it to him.
"How did you know I would need it?"
"Please, Scott, when have you ever done your homework? You've been copying me since like the 2nd grade."
"True, true. So how was the Combat exam?"
"I'm still sore. How was Vamp Psychology?"
"Easy. I think I got an A."
"Good, thanks."
He waved the papers I had given him, "No, thank-you."
We walked into the dinning hall and got in line for breakfast. I grabbed scrambled egg whites and a few pieces of whole wheat toast. Here at St. Francis's School for Vampire Slayers they only serve us healthy food, so when we graduate we will have a healthy conscious and not get fat from all that junk food, which I love and miss so very much. We sat down at our normal table with Kaylyn, Landon, Jasmine and Ayden. We talked about mid terms and our vacation plans, but mostly vacation plans.
When the bell rang I got up from our table and headed toward Vampire Psychology with Landon and Ayden. We quizzed each other as we walked down the hall. I knew everything and got every question right. I had a good feeling about this exam.
During the test a man walked in. He was very tall, very bulky and very intimidating. He spoke in hush tones with Mr. Ward. Then in a very deep voice said my name, "Juliette Miller," ugh, I hated it when people used my real name, "please come with me out in the hall."
I stood up. I quickly thought of reasons why I was getting into trouble. I mean I have been good, not a single misdemeanor in like a week. I hadn't hit anyone, or talked back to the teachers, or got caught skipping, or even threaten to kill that punk Ryan Laster, who just bugs me so very much. I stepped out into the hall and the big scary guy started to talk. "Juliette, my name is Xander Locke, I'm a tracker, and I'm investigating what happened with your parents. We think there may have been vampires involved."
"You want to tell me that vampires were involved in the car accident that killed my parents?"
"Yes."
I remember the accident vividly. "There were no vampires involved."
"Well that is what I'm trying to figure out. So if you could just provide me with some details about the accident-"
"Look I have told this story a thousand times to a thousand different police officers, and other trackers, I don't really feel like story time right now. So if you will excuse me I would like to finish my test."
I tried to walk around him and towards the door; he stepped in front of me. "Who was in the car?"
I sighed. It looked like I wouldn't get away without spilling information. "Me and my parents."
He jotted my answer down in a notebook, "And when exactly did this take place?"
"Christmas, last year."
More jotting, "What happened exactly?"
The accident replayed in my head as I told it to him, "I was listening to music in the back. My parents were saying something, but I wasn't paying any attention. All of the sudden an animal of sorts, I could really tell what, bolted in front of the car. My dad swerved. There was ice on the roads, and my dad lost control. We hit a tree face on. My parents didn't survive, but I did." Xander wrote profusely. "Can I go now?"
"You couldn't make out what kind of animal it was?"
"No." I repeated myself, "Can I go now?"
"Yes, but I may be back for a few more details. Thank-you for your time." I rolled my eyes and walked to the door.
I opened the door and everyone's head turned to look at me, much like when Xander Locke had come in. I walked back to my seat and continued to take my test.
When the bell rang I turned in my test and walked out into the hall with Landon and Ayden. They both interrogated me on why I was called out to the hall. I finally told them and they shut up. My friends knew that I didn't like to talk about it and never asked any questions after I had told them the true story. The true story wasn't what I told Xander Locke and any other police officer, or tracker. The true story did in fact involve vampires.
