My name is Kelsey.
This is my story, our story.
This is when my real life began, that doesn't mean I didn't love the people or things in my old life, this was just the life I was born to lead. I was born to be with him, with our family.
I was born to be a vampire.
Welcome to Santa Carla.
"Home sweet home" Lydia said, my dear aunt was trying to be strong for me and her. She loved her sister and brother-in law so much, my mom being 10 years older basically raised Lydia. My parents, they died five months ago, car accident.. slick icy roads. It hurts to think about it. They were coming to see me as a surprise on college break. After their deaths I tried to stay in school to try and keep my life going as normal as possible, that's what the counselor said would be best, greive but don't let it ruin your life, but I just couldn't, I started hating everyone around me, everything changed, what I wanted changed, what I needed changed, I changed, I needed a fresh start and new world, everything was different now. Lydia understood, she move to Santa Carla 12 years ago when I was 7. She had a ex boyfriend who convinced him to run away there with him, so she did. She fell out of love with him, and completely in love with the city, damned and dirty as it was said said, it was the first time she felt at home since she had lived with us when I was a baby. She was the free spirited not so ex-hippie. My mother always said I was to much like her for my own good, wanting to soak up the art and beauty by day, and live and love by the night. So I left my art school in San Frisco when Lydia said I could come live with her for awhile... or forever if I wanted to, I think she was having a hard time too, she always loved me, but I think that me looking so much like my mother helps, with the auburn waves and the same green-gold eyes. It makes her feel like she didn't completely lose her beloved sister.
I lowered my sunglasses, It was only 10 in the morning and bright as hell. I peeked back. "Murder capital of the world? Well at least they have a good night life here right?" I joked back. Yeah it was slightly unnerving, but not enough to ruin the start of my new life. Yawning and laying my head on the window Lydia looked at me, "Don't start that already, you slept most the way. I still have to take you and show you the sights before I have to go to work tonight" I laughed, that was definitely Lydia, go go go.
About 15 minutes later we pulled up to a small two story I guess you could call it a house, I prefer bungalow, it a small garden of bright colored flowers that also climbed up part of the wooden fence as if trying to climb to the sun for life, the flowers stood out from the sandy dead grass surrounding everything in Santa Carla. The house was dark orange-brown, with wind chimes everywhere, and little wooden swing was hooked onto the porch. "Not much, but it's my little love nest." she stated slamming the car door. "I think it's wonderful" and I really did, it felt like home. Her and my mom were both very keen on flowers and wind chimes everywhere. It made me feel like I was young again. "Kay, well lets get my crap put up so we can have some fun" I winked the last part and started grabbing for my bags.
Later that evening.
It had take longer to put everything away then I had thought, by the time it was done the sun was sitting low in the sky. "I have to be at work in an hour, I don't have much time to show you around, but I could take you to the board walk with me so you have some fun tonight. You can just meet me when my shift is over at 12." She was a waitress at a local bar down by the boardwalk. "Yeah, sounds good let me just get a little cleaned up and we can leave" I fixed my hair and make-up and got changed.
It took a whole 5 minute drive to the boardwalk, and Lydia was almost late, it took be a whole 10 minutes to freshen up, and her 45. I laughed as she kept apologizing and running to her bar. "SORRY I DON'T HAVE TIME TO SHOW YOU AROUND, BUT I'LL SEE YOU AROUND 12 OKAY? LOVE YOU" laughing I waved her off and yelled I would be fine. I turned and started down the boardwalk, it was amazing. All types of people everywhere, from the dude types, pop types, metal heads, everyone. everywhere lights, games, music, people, and food everywhere, and looking into the distance you could see the beach, and the waves softly crashing onto the shore, I could still smell a hint of the ocean, even with all the other smells surrounding me. I wonder around for awhile, the sun is completely set by this time. I find myself walking into a comic shop, I've read a few, but wasn't a die-hard. I always liked the idea of waking up with a superpower and having a greater purpose. I start flicking through some of the stacks when I felt someone on the side of me, two someones, and both sides for that matter. I look up and see a couple for boys no older than 16 each. Both had very serious looks on their faces, the one my right had shaggy brown hair, help back with a red bandana. The other dressed in camo with shorter darker hair. I couldn't tell if I was creeped out, or found them completely hilarious. "Well, hello boys...Can I help you?" They exchange quick looks. "It's not us that needs the help" the red bandana kid says eyes intensely set on mine. "You must be new in town, we've never seen you before." the camo one stated just as serious. "Is this how you welcome all the new people to town? Gosh I hate to see what you say to the tourists." I chuckle and set my lips to a small smile. "I'm Kelsey and yes I am new in town, am I that obvious?" I glance between the two. They ignore my last comment "I'm Edgar and this is Allen, we're the Frog brothers" I stifle a laugh. "Edgar Allen? Like the writer? That's to good" my smile spreads across my face. Neither of them falter they say nothing. "Well then, as awkward as this has been I have to go, see the sights and what not" I turn and start to walk away. "Wait! Take this, it could save your life, if you have any problems our numbers on the back" I look down and see a comic Vampires are Everywhere. I barely hold in my laughter and look as serious as possible. "Wow, thanks I'll make sure to be careful" They nod and I walk off into the night. "That was priceless" I laugh to myself and shove the comic in my purse. I finally stop laughing when I set eyes on the prettiest carousel I've ever seen in my life. When I was little my dad would always take me on the carousal as many times as I wanted, I would beg to go over and over and over again, and he sat there on the pretty painted horse right next to me, smiling at my happy face. I decided I wanted to go on it, it was just to pretty not to, even the group of burly looking jerks with shirts that said "Surf Nazi's" hanging out by it didn't stop me.
I sat on one with blue trim, it started going, the sound of the carousel bringing me back to when I was little. I close my eyes.I hear a scuffle and some yelling, then I felt someone rush past me so I jerked my eyes opened. All I can focus on are the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen staring straight at me, almost like he is just as surprised as I was to see him standing there. His stare makes my heart starts beating faster, my stomach is turning into knots. I take in the rest of him, his colorful biker-gypsy jacket. his golden curly locks, his riding gloves, his cropped white take top, where you can just see his flat toned stomach, and his slightly agape mouth, with perfect pouty lips that slowly turn into a smirk. He rubs the corner of his mouth with his thumb and starts walking towards me, my breath catches in my throat, behind him are three other guys, two more blondes and a brunette, all biker looking guys. They all look slightly confused, the one blonde one with spike hair and a long black coat, yells something at the mysterious stranger while the other two looks slightly amused, the stranger glances back and with a almost reluctant look starts back to the other guys, he glaces back once more and winks, the spikey haired blonde just stares as me, then lightly smiles I blink and then they're all gone.