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FUN FACT: Did you know that in the episode of WOWP when Alex animates the manaqin (Manni Kin) with Riley and the "catwoman" lady, that the random guy who asks Alex out while his gf is in front of him, his girlfriend who is offended is actually Dallas Lovato. Neato Huh?

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Normal POV

A few days had drawled by, and Mitchie was slowly adjusting to the growing amounts of homework now the classes had picked up a rapid pace. She sat now, quietly indulging in a written work of hers from about one hundred years ago on one of her spares, outside on the picnic tables. She was about to change the page when a flying football seemed to land into her book, smashing the already loose pages into a flurry of paper onto the floor out of her hands. Hurriedly, she skittered around, trying to pick all the pages up before someone saw them. She had just been happening to read a page where she slept with the Mayor's wife to get to his info, and it was ALL in detail.

"Hey, i'm so sorry. My friend's an idiot." A girl's voice rang into the cold skinned girls ears as the mystery female picked up the last piece of paper. Mitchie stood with a handful of papers pressed against her chest, now staring at the remaining puzzle piece the girl held out. She had jean short shorts with a purple v-neck on, showing her perky cleavage and her hair tied back into a tight ponytail.

Desperation took over and she took the paper away as fast as she could without seeming to be rude and passed the girl back her ball.

"I'm Alex." The girl greeted with a small hopeful smile on her face. Mitchie recognized her as 'bored girl'.

"Nice to meet you Alex. My name is Mitchie." Mitchie greeted, but then cursed. She sounded like something from the Titanic Movie; all proper and placed. She was born hundreds of years ago, so she was from many diffrent era's. Mitchie's hand nearly darted out for a handshake, but she quickly recolied it back.

"So, what's with all the paper?" The girl pondered, she had dropped the ball and now her gaze was focused intently on the girl in front of her.

"Just some old family drabbles." Mitchie huffed out the reply as she stared at Alex.

"Cool." Alex shrugged, now noticing Mitchie's uninterest. "I should get back to my friend, er well sister."

"Oh, yes, that would probably be the best idea." The pale skinned girl replied as she looked at Alex's sister. She had a scolding glare on her face. "I don't think your sister likes me." Mitchie added.

"She doesn't really like anyone I talk to."

"Oh, that sounds rough."

"Well, we have mostly all our classes together, so maybe we could get to know each other more." Mitchie's grip on the table tightened at the words, oh so nervous to be around such a pretty girl... with such an evil sister.

"Yeah sure." Mitchie watched, almost feeling intimidated by the sister whom was now stalking over to them. Alex turned her head to the side, now scared by her own flesh and blood.

"Hey Alex, can you go get my backpack for me?" Miley asked her sister, giving her the evil eye at the same time. Alex stepped back, red in the face and gave a shaky nod. She raced away, not even bothering to look at Mitchie.

"Stay awake from her, dyke." Miley spat. Mitchie was taken back, shocked at what she said, but she wasn't intimidated at all.

"Excuse me? She came over here, and started talking to me." Mitchie revolted, now stepping right up to Miley's face. Miley searched her eyes, scowering for something deep.

"I don't care what she did. Don't talk to her anymore."

"What are you? Her mother? She can make her own decisions."

"No, she can't. I'm her sister, i'm looking out for her, and you're nothing but trouble, and I can sense it." Miley didn't know why, but she held such a deep hate for this girl she had just met. It was like not only their personalities conflicted, but their whole beings. It was like their hate was meant to be.

"She's coming back." Mitchie warned as she saw Alex, backpack in hand, not a clue of their previous conversation. Miley glared at Mitchie a while longer before bouncing over to Alex and dragging her forcefully away, fake cheer spewing from her lips.

Mitchie could only let out a forceful sigh, now wondering why Miley was so rude to her and why Alex was just too cute to handle.

Alex's POV

"Don't talk to her ever again Alex!" Miley ordered me abruptly as soon as we had been out of earshot to Mitchie. I was shocked to say the least.

"What?" I asked back, now completely clueless.

"You heard me. As your older sister, I order you to never ever, ever utter another sylable to that dyke!" My own sister saying this to me? I know Miley's a bitch, but what's up with her today?

I stepped away from her when I saw the anger in her eyes. Pure hatred stormed in those two twin blue hurricanes.

"Why do you hate her so much?" I pressed. "You just met her."

"I don't know! She's just bad news. Did you know she's smokes?" Miley made the last useless comment, knowing how much disliked smoke, and how I was actually allergic to it.

"I'm sure she can quit." I defended, not making a really avid point, but just wanting her off my back.

"Don't talk to her, i'm serious." She snapped before completely ending the conversation.

What a bitch.

Normal POV

Mitchie listened from afar, being able to just barely scrape by and hear Miley talk nasty about her. She knew she couldn't change Miley's mind about her, but she knew she could talk to Alex.

...xXx...

Weeks had started to pass by, and against Miley's wishes, her and Mitchie grew closer each and everyday. From what had started as Alex asking to sit by her in math class, and turned into joking around and skipping classes to sit on the field and talk...

"So, where do you live?" A curious Alex asked as she scowered through Mitchie's satchel, not bothered by Mitchie's complaints for her not to.

"I live on Black Crow Road, it's kinda on the outside of town." Mitchie said as she rooted through Alex's backpack, only finding pens, pencil and the occasional tampon.

"Oooooh, creepy. Do you live in that old haunted mansion?" Alex joked, but her girly giggle was cut short when she found what she was looking for in Mitchie's bag. "I thought you said you quit smoking." She waved the pack around in the opposing girls face, then peeked into the case.

"Yeah, I live there, but I guess I must have missed a pack." Mitchie snatched them away, took them from the pack, snapped them all in half, and shoved them back into their casing.

"You promise? You haven't been sneaking in the occasional cancer stick here and there?" Alex chided.

"No. Pinky swear?" Mitchie held her small finger out and let it wrap around Alex's as they stared into each other's eyes. "I promise." Mitchie whispered lightly as Alex nodded. The girls both loved these moments. It was like nothing could hide the raw liking for each other in either of their eyes. Mitchie could stare for hours at her, just admiring the view of her beauty, but Alex seemed to always look away first, too shy under her penetrating gaze. Alex's nervousness started to show through and could feel her palms become sweaty.

"What are you doing Alex?" Came a voice, to Mitchie's dismay, which belonged to Miley. Alex's pinky automatically shot away from her's and stood up abruptly, knocking all of Mitchie's items off her lap.

"Nothing." Alex lied. Miley was dressed in her cheerleading uniform, and was now holding one out for Alex. "I thought I told you I didn't want to do cheerleading this year."

"Alex, you used to love cheerleading."

"Yeah, I used to Miley, my likes have changed over the past two years." The sister's started to argue, so Mitchie stood up, sensing tension.

"Look, mom and dad are dead, get over it. They wanted you in this. Do it for them, plus I had to pull some mad strings to get you in. You owe me for this." Miley threw the dark blue and white outfit at Alex but Mitchie caught it inches from her face.

"If she doesn't want to do it, why are you forcing her too?" Mitchie stepped in, mindful of Alex's wants, and how Miley seemed to push her weaker sister into a lot.

"Back off lesbo. Alex is none of your concern, and I do remember telling you to stay away from her." Miley stepped forward, attempting to intimidate Mitchie, but Mitch wasn't startled at all, in fact, she took a step closer.

"I don't have to listen to you." Mitchie growled out at her challenger; her lips curled over her sharp, pearly whites. Miley wasn't smart, but she wasn't dumb, and she knew to step down at the look in Mitchie's eyes. Miley's feet guided her back, and her shoulders slumped, now looking smaller and defeated.

"I just want us to do something together Alex, like the close sister's we used to be." Miley admitted sheepishly. Alex didn't faulter to respond.

"I miss us being close Miley, but let's do something both of us enjoy yeah?" Alex asked as she embraced her sister in a hug.

Mitchie wasn't shocked to see Miley glaring at her over Alex's shoulder. Mitchie's middle finger immediatly flipped her off without hesitation of any sorts.

...xXx...

"No, please, stop, just stop!" A girl screamed down the abandoned road. It was late, much too late for anyone to be out, let alone an adolescent female. Her bare feet didn't stop until she hit the park, where she thought she was safe. Her body automatically took her to what looked like the safest area. A giant patch of brush and trees. Her hands rested on a tree as she gasped to catch her breathe.

"Oh god... oh god, no." She gaped out into the darkness. Her eyes scowered the fields where only giant pines and brush entered her vision. The person wasn't there anymore. The person wasn't following her anymore. The girls body was shaking in fear. Her baby blue jeans were filthy and so was her white tank top. Her blonde hair that was on the top of her heart shaped face was tattered and messed while her whole body was just matted in filth and sweat. She had been running for days, barely stopping, but the monster was relentless. Her stomach was flipping over and over, and now that she couldn't see anyone following her, it gave her hope and she felt a little better, but she knew not to be hopeful. In the past few days she had been chased, she thought she was free many times, only to be extremely disappointed and shocked when her follower had appeared out of nowhere.

She let herself fall against a tree, the rough bark digging into her sensitive mortal flesh as her hands swallowed her face, and she cried. She cried, teared and sobbed. Her feet were bleeding and her stomach was rumbling, but her body just wanted her to run. But she couldn't, she was spent, every last drop of energy was suck out, literally. The teethmarks that adorned her wrist kept bleeding and leaking out her blood. The pine needles and cones were spread all around her, poking her body, cutting little holes, and making her body just that much more sore, but she wouldn't move. She thought she was safe here, much safer than running around in the empty roads.

Out of the blue, a hand grabbed around her mouth...

"Mghhhh!" Came the muffled scream from the innocent mortal.

"Shhh!" Came a soft, tender voice that seemed to comfort the girl. It wasn't her monster, but she didn't exactly trust this girl either. "It's okay, it's okay, i'm here, you're okay." Arms wrapped around the shaken girl's body and so did a jacket. Her body didn't shake as much in her saviours arms, and she was warmed immensely. "I'm gunna take you somewhere safe, okay?"

The girl didn't have time to answer the question, because they shot off in a blur...

...xXx...

The area was foreign to the human as she was carried up onto a path, passing an abundance of yard waste, and through large, heavy wooden doors. She was scared, no doubt about that. Her eyes were large with fear and her heartbeat couldn't stop racing, and her saviour knew this.

Her frail, still bleeding body was placed onto a red satin couch in front of a burning fireplace that warmed her chilled frame. Thick, lush silk blankets were wrapped around the girl, and then slightly itchy wool fabric above that.

"I'll be right back. I'll get you some food. You must be hungry." The dark haired girl informed.

"Don't go!" The blonde shouted, sitting up immediatly.

"It's okay, i'm just going to the kitchen. I swear, i'll be right back."

The small strawberry blonde nodded and snuggled further into the blankets like a young child afraid of the monsters under her bed.

...xXx...

A large cup of steaming hot chocolate warmed the human's fingers as she stared at crackling fire.

"Here, I don't know what you like, so I made a couple sandwiches." A large hearty, filled platter was placed in front of her as the brunette sat beside her with a first aid kit.

The hurt girl ate all the sandwiches, each of them tasting great, no matter the flavour as her injury was cleaned and bandaged.

"My name is Mitchie." She greeted as she looked into the girls green eyes.

"Katy." She nodded her head up and down as she watched the finishing touches to her wrist.

"What was chasing you Katy?" Mitchie asked, now intensely seriously as she surveryed the girl, needing and thriving to know how much this girl actually knew. The girls eyes widened and the grip on her cup tightened immensely, almost to the shattering point.

"How did you know something was chasing me?" Katy asked, now unraveling herself from the blankets and moving swiftly away from Mitchie who still sat where she was, soft faced, shoulders slumped. "Your one of them aren't you? ... A monster? ... I can't believe it, your just gunna hurt me like her as well! Suck my blood? Make me drink yours? Then kill me like she did? I don't even know why i'm still alive after what she did to me!" Hysterics had kicked in.

Mitchie zoomed to her, grasping her face in her hands.

"Stay still!" She commanded, and the girl stopped sharply, hands falling to her side. "She made you drink her blood?" Mitchie asked calmly, not trying to provoke stirred feelings of fear in her with distant question.

"Yes, a few glasses. It was gross. It was cold and-"

"Okay, okay, that's great, so, next question. What do you mean she killed you?"

"She... she killed me! She snapped my neck, an-and then I came back to life!" Katy cried before falling into Mitchie's arms, sobbing.

Mitchie's realization hit her hard. This girl was going to change, or die. It was her choice for this girl. This young, innocent female's life was in her hands. She let her cry in her embrace as she decided the next step.

Alex's POV

I had texted Mitchie's new cell number, numerous times, but I haven't got a reply. I threw the cellular-phonic-device into my bag and went to class, now staring at seat in Socials she was supposed to be in, joking and laughing with me. Where is she today? I wonder if she's okay. Well, I know where she lives, so maybe I could just go visit her; i'm sure she won't mind.

Mitchie's POV

I watched, studying, as Katy, a newborn vampire, drank a cup of blood.

"God, that's sooo good, can I have more?" She asked, holding the cup out and shaking it side to side, a confident smirk on her face.

"Maybe later, but we need to talk right now." Katy shrugged, now licking her finger and swilling her finger about before sucking the last of the blood off her finger. "Your a newborn vampire, and it's hard to control your thirst around humans. As long as you live in this town, and under my roof, you won't be drinking human blood. That's a solid rule. We're going to have to change your name, and appearance a little before you can go out. Understand me so far?" I asked as she had finally stopped licking the cup and placed it down.

"Gotcha boss." She smirked.

"Don't be so cocky as well Katy. This is a big, very serious thing, and I need you to be as mature as you can be."

"Okay. I will be, I promise." She answered, hands in her lap like a child who had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Thank you. Well, let's get you a change of clothes yeah?" I asked as I took her hand and led her upstairs, giving her a small tour.

...xXx...

"Oh god, look at this shirt!" Katy joked as she threw a long sleeved puffy shirt from the 1900's at my head and let it wrap around me. I had changed into a purple tank top with spaghetti straps and jean short shorts.

"Hey! Watch it! You didn't have to go through that era. It was all big dresses, big boobs and even bigger hair. Oh how I miss it." I chuckled reminiscing all the memories.

"So, if you don't mind me asking Mitchie, how long have you been... well, a yknow?" She questioned awkwardly, keeping her gaze away from me and focused on all the clothes.

"You're gunna have to say it sometimes yknow? Your one too." I teased.

"Fine. How long have you been a vampire?" with a certain joking tone, she asked.

"The better part of three hundred years."

"Really? Holy shit, your old!" She gaped, jaw open. I kindly closed it for her.

"Yes, that long. I was changed in 1705 by a woman I was in love with. I was seventeen at the time. She said we could be together forever, and I believed her, but she's gone now." I answered, throat thick with hidden emotion. I started to fold the clothes on my lap.

"Did she die?" Katy gaped, again.

"No, just up and left one day, my clothes and all. She took everything I was and had, but, that's the great thing about being a vampire, you can switch off the pain like a lamp. On one second, off the next. Pain, no pain. Capishe?" Explaining to her was like that one horried night my ex-lover explained everything to me. Informative, evil, but informative.

"That sucks, sorry."

"Don't dwell in the past, move on I say." I nudged her arm playfully before folding some shirts. "Hey, I have an idea. Let's go hunting. I'm sure there's a dear or bear somewhere close." I jumped up pulling her along. In this lonely house, sometimes it's nice just to talk to someone.

I jumped off the banister, landing swiftly a good twenty feet down before turning around to see her, jaw open, staring at me.

"Come on." I cohersed her with a wave of my hand. "Just jump. You'll be fine."

She shook her head, terrified at the thought. I zoomed up there, before grabbing her by the neck and throwing her over.

I could hear her scream but I just let myself tip over the wood. When I landed she was in a crouched position staring at her body and hands.

"I'm fine... it didn't hurt at all." Her mouth hung open, shocked at all the new experiences. It's like being reborn, but knowing everything at that time.

"Yeah, that's-"

Knock Knock

Oh shit.

I turned to look at a twitching Katy.

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