Sometimes Goodbye Is A Second Chance . . .
By Mandy D .
Author's Note: This story is inspired by Twilight and Vampire Kisses. Some parts may be similar to it. If you feel like I've copied Twilight and Vampire Kisses, I'm sure I haven't plagiarized but I must admit it is similar to both the books. I am a fan of Twilight and VK, please don't be negative and try to keep a positive attitude. I'm not an expert at writing and grammar or spellings, so if I have any mistake, feel free to correct me. This is also my first fanfic and I'm not used to . I hope you enjoy my story and please review  .
Influences: Twilight , Vampire Kisses, and Second Chance by Shinedown .

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Chapter One . . .
It all began when I was five. My life kind of turned around for me. I hadn't exactly found out the reason why my mother left my grandparents and me. It always will become a mystery for me. But my guess is that she probably couldn't stand my grandparents anymore and left. From when I was little, my grandparents argued with my mom, about how I was a mistake. When they weren't arguing, my mom was with me. I barely remember my mother though. If she loved me enough to argue with her parents, they why'd she leave me here?

I could remember that night she left. I had woken up from my nap and saw my grandparents on my mom's bed. A sheet of paper was in their hands. They didn't see me. But I could hear their last words, "Mom, dad, tell Selena I love her. Sometimes, good bye is a second chance." I cried nonstop that night. By the time I went to sleep, my eyes were sore...

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"Wake up! God, you're so lazy!!" I opened my eyes, finding a red-faced grandpa holding a yardstick.

"Good morning, Grandpa. What's with the yardstick?" I asked, ready to get up. I glanced nervously at the yardstick. I knew he was ready to whip me.

"To wake you up!" He yelled at me. I didn't care. I always got yelled at by him. Wow fifteen long years and he still thinks of me as a mistake. Clearly.

I bounced off of bed and scurried out of my room and into the bathroom. I silently closed the creaking door behind me and turned to face a pale girl with straight boring hair. Her face was stressed. She was hunching really badly. Her t-shirt and sweats were loose. And that girl I'm staring at is me. All my life I was hoping for some miracle that I would turn "beautiful." But after the hard truth of "miracles don't happen" from grandpa a month ago, I stopped believing. I quickly brushed my teeth knowing that I'd have to work today.

My grandparents had made me – no, forced me to work four hours to pay for some of the bills. Usually I would have around $20 left. I walked back to my boring room. It had a small brown dresser, a desk, and a bed. I pulled a drawer and took out my jeans and a Polo t-shirt. This was one of my best t-shirts. Why? Because this was my mom's. My grandparents didn't approve of clothes from Polo, Gap, Aeropostale, American Eagle, Abercrombie, or Limited Too. Clearly, my mom was the type of kid that was a rebel. My grandparents preferred the cheap clothes from the thrift stores. Or at the best, Wal-Mart. I didn't mind it's not like I'll meet someone special. I opened my desk drawer and took out 60 bucks in cash. Time to work. But after I have to buy my own school supplies.

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I sat in my cashier counter, ready to fall asleep. Everything started to blur. I saw a man with black hair looming over something. That something was me. There I was with a cut on my wrist and a pocket knife on the other hand. I didn't' know if I was alive or dead. The man started coming closer. His eyes red, his teeth getting longer and sharper as he inched closer to my wound. Suddenly, something flew up into the sky. And landed softly right behind the man. It was a dude. A teenager dude. He was breathtaking. Dirt blond hair, kind of muscular.. He has a friendly face. NOT. He looked vicious and dangerous. For a while our eyes met. His eyes were a beautiful color of sky blue that seemed as a reflection. Then, he turned away.

End of Chapter One . . .

Author's Note: So, what'd you guys think? I know, that was short and boring. But it's a little intro right? I'll update soon, see ya  !
- MD