(Chapter Nine is Jasmine's POV and a lot of chapters will be in her pov because she's a really important character. Well, let's just say that Zee isn't the only misunderstood person. Jasmine has a lot of problems, a bad past and top of that she has come to the Saturday world to give a message from a lazy, unrealiable sprit guide when she'd rather be relaxing with the few friends she has.)

Chapter 9: Love is in the air and blood is lost.

(Jasmine's POV)

I heaved a deep sigh and winced slightly for I had forgotten that I wore a extremly too tight corset that forced my body to look something like a hourglass. That's not all the confounded, blasted, damned thing is doing to me on account of my super strict aunt. I hated the things she forced me to do, wear the things she told me to and the fact she never gets caught. I hated that annoying fact about her, I was starting to feel a little bit homesick.

"No. I can't feel that because I came here to deliver a message... It would be nice to take a break considering the fact I used up all my energy and magic."

I got the information I needed by kissing that boy. I admit he's a little bit cute, Zak... But that wasn't the reason I kissed him, I only did it to comfort him. Calpyso... He's the sprirt guide I'm doing this for.

I could feel heat rushing inside me and a cold, tingling rush of goosebumps starting fromnoticed my neck and ending at the ends of my fingertips. I bolted down the hallway, I could feel the weird looks but I didn't care. All I knew and all cared was that I got to a bathroom because it was starting to get hotter.

"Thank god." I thought as I locked the door and put my blue bookbag on the floor.

I watched as I started throw up dark crimson liquid. You'd probably think that I would be feeling a lot of pain right now. You're wrong, dreadfully wrong because I'm a vampire even it does hurt when I loose too much blood and hold my blood in for too long when it's my time to feed. But that doesn't happen often because I take care of myself. Speaking of feeding on blood, I need to do that today or I'll end up losing control to my vampire instincts. Under any circumstances I cannot let happen. I stood over the toliet feeling a little better after I finished vomiting all the extra blood but I still needed to drink blood. If I don't I'll pass out, lose more blood and possibly die but I can't let that happen. I made a promise that I would be fine on my own and I intend to keep it.

"Well, I'm off to hunt for my dinner." the vixen, my loyal familiar replied as she jumped out of my small blue bookbag.

"Don't worry, I won't take that long. I do worry about after all. And make sure to drink a lot of blood so you have more energy." the vixen called out as she jumped out the open window.

I sighed and was starting to feel lightheaded. Oh great. How am I supposed find a decent victim with blood that tastes somewhat appetizing? I watched as Lucky, a small blue cat who loved to dress like a pirate wiggled out of his hidden post nestled between my cloak and shirt and my familiar/best friend because he was always there when the vixen couldn't be.

"Do you want me to keep an eye on the vixen, chief?" Lucky asked cheerfully in a slaute and in his winged cat transformation.

I lauged and then nodded in agreement.

"Aye, chief! I'll do my best to bring the vixen back sooner and will come as soon as possible!" Lucky called out cheerfully as he waved goodbye.

I stood there for a few minutes just as I was starting get lost in my thoughts, I remembered to flush the toliet so nobody would get suspisous about the blood.

"So what are you gonna do now, Jasmine? How are you gonna find a suitable victim in this kind of place? Get me out of here while search 'cause it's starting to get too cramped in here, will ya?"

"Yeah, sure I will. I'm sorry that I left you in there for so long." I replied as I knelt down, opened the zipper to bookbag and slowly pulled a small doll with blue messed up hair, a orange and white striped shrit and what was left of a blue pair overalls but ended up looking like a weird version of Tarzan's pants with a strap on the right side.

"You're getting lucky because I think I hear someone coming this way. He was the boy that you kissed, right?"

"Yes, Oobee-kun and I really wonder why I decided to agree to this." I pointed out as I quickly unlocked the door without making a sound.

I watched as the door slowly opened and Oobee-kun held his chopping knife close to his chest in case things started to get violent. I found myself face to face with Zak, his face was flushed but instantly turned beet red the minute he saw me and he looked nervous. I sneaked a look at Oobee-kun and noticed that he was out in the open. I watched as he moved behind my bookbag and breathed a small sigh of relief. I could feel Zak try to be sly and sneaky so he could wrap his arms around me.

"Very funny, you think that will work but you're wrong because I'm experienced in this stuff. Now please go to sleep willingly..." I thought as I pushed Zak's arms away from me and kissed him.

I held the now sleeping Zak in my arms and set him down carefully againist the wall. I pulled his left sleeve down and pressed my fangs into his neck. I sat there for a considerable amount of time drinking his blood. I wiped blood off the corner of my mouth and started to wipe Zak's memory wouldn't remember anything before he came in here.

"Hey, how are the devoplment of your vampire ablities coming along?" Oobee-kun asked as he moved so he could see the look on my face.

"I'm not your average vampire." I replied.

(Chapter 10 is in progess and tell me what you think of Oobee-kun so far. I'll try to upload it today if my computer doesn't hate me -_-)