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Chapter 2: Baby Steps

Instead of jumping straight into finding a sire, Fiona decided to read more of the book...

'How To Be Turned' looked like an interesting page. Fiona read on.

On the page, there were seven ways to be turned. Most of them, Fiona had never heard of and she thought that getting her non-existent husband to disturb her whilst meditating in the bath so that she would leap in the air in shock, the process separating her head from her body and turning her into a demonic flying vampire, would be slightly difficult and also, very painful. Also, Fiona didn't really find the idea of her head separating from her body very...pleasant, would you believe. The only way she had heard a vampire could turn somebody, was if they exchanged blood. That's it, then, she thought and turned over the page.

This page was dedicated to finding the perfect sire. And how would Fiona find her perfect sire? Three things. Stay in school. Enjoy the nightlife. Do her reasearch.

Fiona wrote down the three things in her notepad and climbed into bed, the next day would be the start of her mission to find the perfect sire.

Fiona woke up to the sound of the ferocious wind and rain attacking her window. She got dressed, leaving her dark hair to rest gently on her shoulders and applied a finishing touch...a raincoat.

When Fiona arrived at her school, she thought about what she would do when she got home that evening. Would she visit a club downtown or stay in and research about vampire's? Her mind was made up when she remembered that she had just bought a cute new dress last week that was gothicly laced and went great with her black boots. The first of the three things had been crossed off of her list immediately, when she remembered that the vampires in the real world would fry in the sun if they came to her school. She chuckled lightly to herself at this, imagining herself eyeing the students suspiciously and taking notes on their behaviour. They would look at her oddly and then scuttle away, avoiding eye contact.

Applying the last strokes of eyeliner on her eyes, Fiona was ready to go clubbing. She grabbed her bag, informed her parents (who didn't really care) and dashed off towards her car.

The club was dark, and lively. She never seen so many bodies moving in rhythm to music at the same time. It remindedher of the beginning of 'Blade'. Without the blood showers of course, that would have been silly. She laughed at herself again, she could be so childish when she was excited. She imagined the showers turning on right now, the humans screaming and dashing out of the place whilst she sat in the corner with an umbrella, laughing at their foolishness.

She took another good look around the club. small white lights danced around on the walls, faces of the dancing people and in the eys of the vampires. She knew which people were vampire's straight away, just by looking. Taking her vampire bible, which was slightly crazy as vampires were children of the devil supposedly, Fiona sat down quietly in a booth and started to read on from where she had stopped.

Are You Food Or A Companion? The book asked her. It told her to make friends with the vampire, get to know each other so to be sure she was not just a snack. Plus, she was supposed to be spending eternity with her sire...she needed to like the vampire, and said vampire needed to like her too. Next, it told her that if she were to meet with the vampire, she should meet the vampire in crowded, populated places - then the vampire was less likely to try and eat her. Lastly, the book mentioned getting to know her 'candidate's' lifestyle. Running errands for the candidate was certainly a way to get in their good books too.

Fiona absorbed this information and slipped the book back into her bag. She then, morphed into the crowd and tried to find her first 'candidate'.