We were sitting on a park bench just talking when she asked about Jason Black. I went to tell her how I felt about him when her eyes turned blood red and she bit into my jugular. I grabbed my silver blade nearby and slit her throat. Causing her skin to turn to ash as she choked on her own flesh and blood. That was the first night I began to suspect that the Kullens were vampires. I awoke violently covered in sweat. I reached into my nightstand, seeing the silver curved blade was still hidden inside my Bible. My dreams were almost never wrong. Ever since the incident with Sean back in Charlotte, I was forced to become a Vampire Hunter, my dreams of who was a vampire were almost never wrong.

I was fourteen and Sean was sixteen, or so I assumed. I was young and ever so naive. I thought he could have been my first. One night after a school dance, we were walking in moonlight along the beach when he invited me back to his home. We had been dating for months and I had never been to his home before. I thought he was going to swoon me, sweep me off my feet. But when he attacked me, I grabbed the one thing closet to me. The silver curved blade Jase had given me the summer before for my birthday. I swung and sliced his face open. His skin had begun to burn and turn to ash. I called my grandmother who was still alive at the time. She told me about my father's family secret and what I need to do to survive. Shortly after turning seventeen, I lost my closest friend and my grandmother in the same year. That's when I began the plans to move back to Grader.

Granted I was an amateur and I couldn't let anyone know, it was my burden to bare. I shook my head, trying to erase the memory of the past from my mind. That was a long time ago, there was no time to run through the memories of the past. I glanced at the clock and realized I had woken up late. I grabbed my red and white striped anchor tank top with a black cardigan and black skinny jeans. I threw my Doc Martens on and bolted down the stairs. Shit, I thought, I'm late. I grabbed the soggy bagel that my Dad made for me and almost inhaled it as I sped all the way to school.

I slammed the truck into park as I ran inside the school and into Biology before the bell rang. As if my day wasn't going swimmingly enough, Adam Kullen sat in the seat beside mine. I was more than aware that my aura was humming with annoyance. He looked up at me and greeted me with a warm smile. I gave him a strange look, since I became so accustom to his death glares. As I sat down beside him he spoke, "Hello, my name is Adam Kullen." I nodded at him, but my annoyance got the best of me, "Since when did you learn manners?"

"Excuse me?" he looked shocked as I grabbed my book from my bad and slammed it down on my desk a little harder than normal. "Sorry." I said looking around at my peers who couldn't hide some of their hysterics. I turned back to look at him, "Adam," he at least showed acknowledgment when I whispered his name, "You've been beyond rude to me the past couple of weeks."

"I know, I'm sorry. There really is no excuse for my behavior."

"At least you apologized."I mumbled as the teacher continued to go on about the lab we were doing today.

"You must be Raven Svan."

I looked at him in disbelief, 'No, jackass,'I felt like saying, 'I'm some other Chief of Police's daughter.' "I prefer to be called Rave." My tone was snotty but if someone treated you the way he treated me as of lately, you'd be a bitch too. We continued the class and I finished the lab before he did, but the teacher looked up at the class and said, "It seems Adam and Raven finished first, therefore they don't get any homework."

"Sweet!" I said as I grabbed my bag and headed to lunch, "Maybe you do serve a purpose for me after all."