Chapter 1
Cold. That was the only way to explain Alaska. It was cold and she hated it. She hated the very thought of the cold. She wanted to be somewhere warm. Somewhere with sun. But of course, that wasn't possible! Because she was a god damn vampire.
Cassie Blake glared at her twin sister Mika as they entered their home after a long night of running and hunting. They had been in Alaska all of three days and she wanted to go back to New Hampshire.
But of course, they couldn't stay in one place for too long. The human's would eventually notice that they never aged at all and would get suspicious.
But why move to Alaska? Well, the answer was simple really. The twins had some friends there that they had met a few decades ago during their travels. The Denali's.
And, like them, the Denali's never hunt humans. They were 'vegetarian' vampires-only hunting animals.
The twins were never apart for very long. They were well aware of the fact that they were the only ones left of their family line. They had to rely on each other. Keep each other sane. Or drive each other insane in most cases.
Do we have to go to school? Cassie whined.
"Yes, we do. And considering there are no humans within two hundred yards of here it's safe for you to use your voice Cassandra." Mika growled at her sister as she sat down on the couch.
"I know, I know. But I like being able to talk to you inside our heads instead of out loud. It's fun!" Cassie exclaimed with a giggle.
Mika simply rolled her eyes at the younger twin and flicked on the tv. School was starting tomorrow. Even though they had both completed high school numerous times, and collage too, they were still going. It was betting than doing nothing all day long.
And so the night dragged on. Neither girl sleeping, and neither of them speaking as they each distracted themselves with mindless things while waiting for school.
6am.
"Finally!" Mika exclaimed as she went to her closet. "Cass, get ready for school!"
"'kay." The red head mumbled, walking into her en suite bathroom and looking at herself in the mirror. Everything had to be perfect. More than perfect actually.
After pulling a brush through her straight, long, red hair, Cass went to her closet and started looking for the perfect outfit.
"Mika, what are you wearing? I seriously do not want to match. That would be embarrassing."
Mika waltzed into the room then, wearing a pair of blue skinny jeans with rips in them, black high heel boots that went up to her knees, a black tank top, and a multi colored belt. A hooded sweater topped the outfit to which she had the sleeves pulled up to her elbows, and multi colored bracelets and rings on her wrists and fingers. Her blonde hair, which she had decided to cut to her shoulders, was straight until the ends where it flared out a little.
"Cute! I love it. This means I'm going to have to change my coloring a bit." Cassie grinned at her sister and quickly finished getting ready.
By the time she was done, she was wearing black skinny jeans, red converse high top heels, a red belt, and a red and black corset. Over the corset she pulled on her red leather jacket, pulling the sleeves up to her elbows much like her sister had done. A few black and red accessories, bracelets and rings and a black bow for her hair which she had curled and styled carefully, her side bangs going to the left, and she was done.
"You know, I think maybe we should have toned this down a bit. Don't you think we're going to stand out more than we usually do?" Mika asked nervously.
"Who cares? If we're going to stand out, we may as well do it in style!" Cassie exclaimed in an exasperated tone.
She hated that her sister never cared about her appearance. Cassie wasn't vain or anything, but she liked to look good. They get stared at constantly. So shouldn't they at least give the damn humans a reason to stare?
"Relax Mika. Tanya and Kate are going to be there too. Everything will be fine. Let's go! I'm driving!"
And with that, the sisters were out the door and to their black McLaren which was waiting to take them to the last place they wanted to be. High School.