My eyes flew open, and I sat up.
It was a guy. A hot, hot guy.
"Um . . ." was all I could say.
"Hey," he said. He had on sunglasses, and he had gorgeous blonde hair and pale skin.
"Hi," I mumbled automatically.
"Want a burger, kid?" He asked playfully, eyeing me.
"Um . . ." I repeated. What was wrong with me? I swallowed.
He stood up suddenly, standing over me. He picked me up like a toddler and tossed me over his shoulder. I stifled a gasp when he ran out the door at an inhuman speed.
"What the hell . . . ," I said breathlessly.
"You're getting changed, kid. Well, hopefully." He smiled.
"Huh?" I asked.
Instead, he bit me. Actually bit me. Like an ignorant child.
I glanced up at him, panicked. He laid me on the ground and he took my hand.
That's when the burning started. I screamed for three straight days.
It felt like I was being charred alive.
I was getting changed, just like the blonde boy told me a few minutes ago. Into something I didn't know . . . a stranger. This blonde boy hadn't told me anything.
I could feel myself screaming, but I couldn't hear it.
My mind was just focused on the burning fire inside of me.