"Ceara. Ceara. CEARA GET CHO ASS UP!" My fourteen year old sister, Allie yelled. She's the only other one besides me who know that I'm a vampire. My eyes fluttered and barely opened. I grunted and lifted my head off the pillow to find a happy family moment. My youngest sister, Julie, sitting on the booster seat getting ready for her first day of play school and my totally hypocritical eight year old sister, Aggie, sitting on her stool reading her book. I got up and headed off to the washroom, missing the hangover of getting drunk. I looked into my reflection to reveal a pale girl with black hair, too stressed and scared to breathe. I reached for my lipstick and my eye shadow and got ready for my first day. When I walked back, Allie handed me my purse and my backpack. We walked to Julie's school first. She was so excited to see others that she just started talking to everyone. She didn't even say goodbye. Go figure. Next, we dropped off Aggie, who just read her book and didn't socialize with the other children. No wonder she doesn't have friends. Before I was on my own, I walked with Allie to her school.
"I think your secrets safe. There were six people drained in the same fashion last night. Not just in your area but in the other area's too." Told you there were other vampires I thought of telling her. She just seemed so excited; she almost missed the doorway to her first class. I mocked her and got a stick out tongue before she went to meet her other classmates. All alone I thought to myself. Increasing my steps, I took a deep breath and turned to my school. I pushed through the doorway to find everyone staring at me. Ignoring the glares and the stares, I raced to my homeroom. As I entered, a cute guy that I recognized sat six tables away from me. Curiously, I tuned into his conversation with his girlfriend.
"Look Mary, I'm really sorry. How was I supposed to know that you'd get run over by some dumb gothic whore?"
"Caine, you can't predict these things."
I tuned out and remembered what went on and who the fuck they were talking about. I tried to remember. Glancing back at the guy, I nodded. The hobo from last night. I thought back more. And gasped. I wasn't a whore. Not my fault she stepped out and I was in a rush. I glared at them secretly. Before I could say anything, a very nerdy looking guy looked my way and said:
"A FRIGGEN GOTH? DAMN. WHY ARE ALL THE GIRLS THAT MOVE HERE NOT GEEKS?" I kept my head down but it was too late. He had announced my existence to the whole wide world and killed me at the same time. Other's scootched away while some stared. Gradually I took a deep breath. This was the start of a long day.