I'm BACK! With new stuff…
Me, myself, and I do NOT own young dracula
Now let's get on with it!
Vlads POV.
Halloween, the day of the year where breathers try to well, not be breathers. Yet, here i am looking like freakin Johnny Cash. Dad will be so happy…. As I am wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a black t-shirt with a white skull with red eyes on it, a leather jacket with studs, and combat boots. Now, you maybe asking "where did you get that?" Well, i'll tell you.
So yesterday when my father had said NO BRIGHT COLORS! I did a little re-search…. What I found was a place call "Monster UP!" (this I hope is not real I hope) Located at my local mall, and i've gotta say i've never liked black, but THIS was awesome! I honestly don't know how much stuff i bought. It was a feat of true weakness the vampire in me I so loathed.
Yet, it felt so right! Anyway…, I also bought a bottle of black and red hair dye. You know where i'm going with this. Basically, i shoved Zoltan out of my room, and completely changed.
Here I stand in my head -to-toe black get-up , with jet black spiked hair with blood red fringe. Ingrid is going to get a blood ulster. Haha can't wait.
"Vladimer! Get down here and greet uncle Ivan!" Father yelled up. " Ok!" i said with a smirk on my face, this is going to be fun.
