Misty's POV
"May, wake up! It's time to go to school!"
My friend woke up with a loud yawn.
"Misty, its only 6:oo. School starts at 8:30."
"Well...I just didn't want to waste the morning!" I said the last part REALLY quickly. May stared at me. Yeah, not a really believable reason, huh? The real reason is that I am afraid of vampires. I know they go away at sunbreak but it was winter. Anyway, I have never told anyone about my fear of vampires. Not even May.
May crawled out of bed, yawning, and said,"I'll make breakfast, since I was woken up." She glared at me. "Sorry."
May stomped out of the room she and I shared. There was a bunk ber and I sleep on the top for two reasons: 1) May is afraid of the bed falling under her weight. 2) The windows are closer to the lower bunk.
The windows were green(green glass-you ever saw those before?) and the curtains were pink. The windows were green probably because of Drew. I went to May's parents' room and checked them out to see if they were bitten by a vampire. There were no fang marks but there was something purple on Caroline's neck. I reached down and tried to get it off. It was squishy and sticky at the same time. I pulled my fingers away. There was a SQUISH-like sound. I shuddered.
Someone has told me that vampires drink people's blood and covered the fang marks with a sticky purple substance. It will come off three days later and the fang marks would be...gone. Well, only if the human believed in vampires and are not scared of them. If you were any different, you would have been dead. Did that mean...Caroline was opposite of me? Of course, it's only a rumor. Nobody knows if it was true or not. But seeing this, I believed it now.
I sighed and went to the kitchen, only to find eggs burning in a pan. May was running around.
"There's a mouse in the milk!"
Question marks flew around in my brain. A mouse? I looked inside the milk pitcher. It was something worse. A clump of purple..blobs(?)floating around. A chill went down my spine.
"What the fuck is wrong with your eyes, May?"
"Huh?"
May stopped running around and looked into the pitcher. She stared at IT. A few moments later, she glanced at me sheepishly.
"Umm..sorry?"
I sighed and brought my courage to level 100. I touched the purple stuff. Ohhh..It was so sticky.. Was this the same thing on Mrs. Maple's neck? 70-30 that the answer was yes.. \
I smelled a bad smell.
"May, what-"
"FIRE!"
I glaced at the stove. There WAS a fire but a very small one.
"C'mon! Get your little ass over here!"
I sighed and grabbed a pot. I filled it with water from the sink and threw it onto the fire. May helped. In a few seconds, the fire was gone.