My friend's a vampire, well that's an understatement, since she's my one and only friend, how she came to be, you don't want to know.

In fact I'm her only friend.

She looks like on of those perfect people you see on those make-up ads, except for the chalk-white skin and the crimson eyes.

A goddess, just gone wrong a bit.

" Carry on with your work, Taylor" says Mr. Heckins, out utterly boring math's teacher.

Next question, question number 4.

I look over my shoulder and see that Imogen's already on her last question.

That's another thing about her, my friend, she's just super quick and super smart.

It seems so unnatural, well it is unnatural.

While I'm thinking about this the lunch bell goes, finally.

" Don't forget to finish pages: 40-48 in the math's book. And your math's essay's due on Thursday" Then Mr. Heckins dismisses us.

Imogen and I go and find our table.

No on else is there, obviously.

When we sit down I notice, for the first time that there were five new students.

All of them had the same tanned skin, the same dark hair and the same dark grey eyes.

They kept on staring at Imogen, or was it me?

NO! They would never be staring at me, I'm not popular or interesting.

Maybe it was for a bad reason, maybe not.