Ever since that day, my life has been completely different. I used to go to a normal high school, with normal people, and normal friends, until the day I got turned. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was walking home from work one night, I had closed so it was pretty late. I decided to take a short cut through an alley, when I saw him there. Pale skin, and burning red eyes. His hard was black and he wore ripped jeans, a red plaid shirt, and red converses. I stopped as he turned towards me. "A lady shouldn't be out this late alone, a million things can happen you know," he had said, his voice was deep and raspy. I didn't say anything, and instead turned around and started walking in the other direction. I continued like this for a while, thinking he had forgotten about me, but I was wrong. I felt arms around me and started panicking, I looked down and saw his hands. "No! Let me go!" I screamed.
"Where's the fun in that?" he said, he gripped my hair and pulled my head to the side, I could feel his tongue on my skin. He looked up into my eyes, and smirked and that's when I saw them. Sharp, white fangs. After that, I woke up in the alley beside a dumpster. He was by my side, and as I looked into his eyes, I knew I hated him, I also knew that I was thirsty.
"What did you do to me?" I asked, even though I already knew. Vampires weren't something unknown in this world. We lived beside them, they were famous along with the regular mortals, some even married them. They don't usually change people on a whim though, in fact, it's illegal most places. They don't follow the stereotypical "vampire" that you read in the stories either. They're a bit more sensitive to the sun than most humans but they can still go in the sunlight, they're hair and nails are much thicker and stronger than most humans, and they drink blood.
"Do you have to ask," he retorted, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "aren't you thirsty?" I gripped my throat, I was, and I wanted to devour him. "Don't think about it, you can't eat the person who changed you. You are forever linked to me, whether you like it or not. My name is Marshall, by the way," he took my hand in his "nice to meet you." he smirked, and bent to kiss my hand but I jerked it away and instead slapped him.
"How dare you! How dare you change me without my permission!"
"Sorry sweetheart, but I had to," he stood and prompted me to stand too, and I did. "Come now, I have to take you to the academy."
"Academy?"
"Yep, all new vampires are required to go there, most mortals don't know about it because they have no reason to. What's your name?"
I hesitated, "What makes you think I'll go anywhere with you?" He chuckled and bent to pick up my bag that was now covered in mud.
"Because, I changed you, you won't be able to be a certain distance away from me without some painful consequences. Unless I allow it, of course. Now, I'll ask again, what's your name?"
"Marceline," I grunted.