So this is my story. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer-
Me- Okay, I know what you are thinking. How can someone as clever as me not think about inventing a blood-sucking creatures whom we will always love. However, I do own this story and all the characters in it.
Laura stood at her window, ready to sneak out. She had her blond hair down and loose at her shoulders, a baby blue belly top, mini skirt and high heels. Opening her window, she looked back to make sure her sister was asleep. Good to go, she thougth as she climbed down the pipe. Her best friend Jodie was hiding at ther corner of her house.
" You took your time," Jodie said.
" Well, sorry, if I had to pay my sister £10 to be quiet and not tell my parents," Laura said furiously.
" Well, whatever. Sometimes I wonder why we're friends."
" I had to beat up Cassey when she stole your apple juice in nursery."
" Oh, yeah, I forgot. Thanks again," and Jodie pulled Laura into a big bear hug.
" We should get going," Laura said.
" Yeah," Jodie pulled Laura next to her face and out her hand out dramaticlly and said," Paisley's newest night club is waiting for us. Cute guys, a few drinks and dancing all night long."
" Sounds good to me." And they headed out to the night club.
They got there, seen a group adults and hanged around them as if they were a part of the group. Once they were in the said as union, " Yes!"
The night club was dark and it made Laura feel a bit out of character as she was wearing bright clothes. Everyone was in the dance floor, the music pounding, the lights were black and red. It almost seemed gothic.
Jodie was already on the move, dragging Laura with her to the dance floor. They danced for about 20 minutes when Jodie said," That guy over there keeps on staring at me. I knew that I looked hot but, I think I'm sexy tonight."
Jodie was really self-centred. Both of them didn't know that guy was really staring at Laura . He walked over and pushed Jodie out the way.
" I'm Dean," He said, he had dirty blond hair, red eyes and he was strangly pale.
" Laura," Laura said. She took a glance at Jodie who was fuming and stormed out, " Jodie, wait!"
" Leave her and come outside with me."
" Okay." They went out and Laura was startled at how she had been so quick to say okay.
He cornered her into the alley and Laura was scared out if her wits.
" This is not going to hurt...much." He said as he bit into her neck. He didn't do it the nice way, he was a savage. That was the end of Laura's life.
The alarm woke me up. I groaned and got out of bed. I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My long wavy brown hair was all over the place, you could only see half of my light green eyes because my eyelids were half closed and my clothes were all rumpled and creased. I went into the shower and got rid of the blood from last night's vampire killing.
" Xanthe Bliss, get down here right now. Your breakfast is cold!" My mother shouted. I finished getting the blood off the shower and made my way downstairs.
" Mum! No wonder It's cold It's cereal," I exclaimed.
It was only me and my mum. My dad died a car crash when I was 11. But, I found out the truth a year later. It was vampires, they had jumped on his car, giving him a fright and he accidently turned the car off the bridge. I tried to tell my mum when I was 14 and I came home late one night. She thought I was crazy. I'm 16 now an I haven't brought it up since.
" Well, you wouldn't come down, Xanthe," She said.
" Why did you have to call me Xanthe," I asked. Groaning at the name.
" Because at the time yellow was my favourite colour and that is what it means in Greek."
" I still don't get it, though. I could have been called a normal name."
" Uh, you think that's bad your dad wanted to call you wanted to call you something dreadful."
" Xanthe is fine for now," I said resonably ( Xanthe is pronounced zan-thee).
After I ate my cereal, I went upstairs and got dressed into a pencil skirt, tights underneath, shirt tucked in and a long cardigan. I brushed my hair so it loosely fell around my arms. I out on a bit of mascara, eyeliner and lipgloss. I had a boy as a best friend, he helped me fight the vampire last night, I had no boyfriend...
" Xanthe! I'm going to work now!" My mum shouted from the stairs. I replied by shouting okay and that I was leaving soon. I was too busy daydreaming to look at the time. It was 8:30. Better get moving, I said. I grabbed my bag, went outside and locked the door. About half way there, I seen the dark clouds and then I felt the rain. I had no jacket.
" God, why do you hate me!" I yelled. Every one on the street looked at me. That was one of my dramatic moments.
Once I reached the school, I was best friend Scott started bursting into fits of laughter. I put my mouth to his ear and whispered,
" Laugh anymore or I'll use you as bait for the vamps," I whispered. My best threat yet, I was so proud of myself, " Now give your best friend a hug."
Before he could react I launched myself on him and squeezed as tight as I could. Once I let go, across his shirt was a big wet patch.
" Oh, so you don't want to find out some information that I found in the paper this mourning," Scott said.
" Tell me, Maxwell!"
" I was but you put a wet patch acroos my shirt, Bliss."
" Fine," I sighed," What do you want me to say."
" I want you to get on your knees and beg for me to tell you."
" In your dreams, Maxwell."
" Looks like my dreams are about to come to reality, Bliss."
I went on my knees and put my hands together and said," Scott, I beg you to tell me the information that could possibly save peoples lifes."
" Okay, apology accepted. Get up and I'll tell you," He said.
I got up, dusted my knees and grabbed my bag.
" You do relize that you could of waited to get home and read the paper, right?"
" Whit! Your gonna be the death of me, Maxwell," I said in frustration.
" Whatever, well, this is what it said Teen Laura was found outside an alley next to the newly opened night club. She was covered in bite marks. But it is still uknown her cause of death was. May she rest in peace." As if on que, her best friend Jodie came around the corner, crying and a group of people consoling her for her loss. It reminded me of when my dad died.
" I think she sat behind me in maths?" I said.
" I know. It's a shame, she was hot," he said. I punched him in the gut. He let out a oof.
" What was that for!" He yelled.
" Just because I'm your best friend doesn't mean you can treat me like a guy" I said laughing. He put his arm around my shoulder and we walked.
" Well, you fought like one last night and don't worry I'll forgive you for this one."
" I've got a idea! Why don't we go and check out the nigth club tonight!" I said with excitement.
" Sure," the bell rang and he quickly said," I'll pick you up tonight, then left.
I couldn't help but feel lucky that I had a great friend like him. He was actually quite cute with his strawberry-blond hair and icy blue eyes. When my dad died, he was there for me. When I wouldn't eat, he helped me, made me eat, he said that my dad wouldn't want that. When I told him about vampires he didn't freak out like my mum. He has helped me fight them since I was 13. He was my best friend and only best friend.
The rest of the day flew by. Next thing I know I was home getting dressed. I had a black skirt on that was quite short, a strapless black top and flats on. I had racconed my eyes, put on red lipstick and bronzer. My mum was out for the night with her friends. I went out the back door and heard Scott's motorbike. It was so loud. I wanted to go and kill it forever, so I wouldn't have to hear it. I was now beside his motorbike. He handed me a helmet. I looked at it and him in disgust.
" You can't be serious. You don't know how hard it is to straighten wavy hair. This will just make it wavy again," I said matter-of-factly. Next thing I know he's put it on me and put me on the back of his motorbike. I was going to hit him so hard that he'll never ask me to say sorry again.
" We're here, Bliss," He said.
" I'm not talking to you. You could have messed up my hair. We're going to split up when we get in there, Maxwell," I said before I relized what I was getting into.
But, I wouldn't tell Scott that I had sinking feeling in my gut about this one.
That I knew that this would be a mistake I would regret later on.
What do you think of it? Also I need a name for the club. If you think of one plz PM me. Coz a donno what to name I could use.