Notes! : The start of book two! Woooooooo! Well acutally, book two started a chapter before this. But I forgot to write it in the prologue. So I'm saying it here! Enjoy! I know it was weird to have a prologue the go to chapter ten. But I needed a weird way to start off the new book!

Also I want to apologize for my late update! Its my summer vacation and I'm living it up. For living it up, I got a sunburn. I look like a tomatoe! :3 But anyway. I don't live by my publice library anymore. So I'm using the manga, from the internet. Because I still haven't found a site that lets me read the books for free.

Chapter Ten...The lifestyle of a vampire

Or thats what I thought this older, chubby mans thoughts was like before Mr. Crepsley knocked him out with his breath. Mr. Crepsley had a special chemical in his breath that knocked a person, human, out and could make them forget what had happened.

There was a pause as my mentor, Mr. Crepsley, set up our meal. I wasn't sure just what to say. Everytime he used his knockout gas-breath-thing, I keep thinking that these people died. But after the many times that I've asked, He would always answer the same way. Explaining that his breath knocks people out.

With a small glance up from him, our eyes met. I flinched and looked away, a little embarrassed. "He's not dead." Mr. Crepsley said into the dead silence. I was a little to quick on my response.

"I know that!"

I had snapped my answer at him. He didn't repsond back, instead he lightly shook his head and chuckled at me. Some of the stuff this vampire does just pisses me off for some strange reason. And I'm not one to get mad.

The orange haired vampire used his nail to slice open a cut in the old mans leg. I shivered at the slight of blood. I already knew I couldn't do it. This old man was wearing shorts. I don't see men or old people wearing shorts. So this was a first for me.

His legs were hairy, I was going to be picky when it came to this drinking blood thing, well that's if I was going to drink. I didn't notice I had leaned in when Mr. Crepsley started to drink from the man.

I felt a little sick and at the same time curious. It had been this way for a while now. I wasn't sure what I was interested about this whole blood drinking thing. But at the same time I felt sick to my stomach, like I was going to vomit. Was that normal for newly vampires? Well half vampires.

"Its your turn..."

Mr. Crepsley's voice was amused. He wanted to see if I was going to reject this again or if I was going to actually going to drink. I gave him a quick glare and leaned forward a little more. But quickly drew back. I couldn't do it. The sick feeling arose in my throat, And I felt like I was going to puke.

"I...I can't do it!"

I admit in defeat. Mr. Crepsley sighed, he didn't like how I gave up so easy. And I didn't blame him. I just couldn't do it. I don't know why, I just couldn't.

"Listen Darren..."

He said sounding disappointed.

"It's not like were killing them, We're just having them share some of their blood with us..."

I turned to face away from him. I couldn't look him in the eyes. He was disappointed and I didn't like that disappointed look. I never got it from my parents because I was a good child. So seeing that look for the first time. It made me feel bad that I couldn't do what he wanted.

Once I didn't answer he continued his speech.

"If you don't drink, your body will weaken and in the end, you will die."

This time I turned to look at him. "I know, you've told me before! But I just can't do it! I can't drink human blood!" I bet I sounded like I was going to cry, because I felt like I was going to cry.

With another sigh my mento licked his finger and whiped it across the cut he made, healing it to a small cut. "Well then, we'll let it go for today."

He stood up and fixed his old timey suit. "One day Darren, you'll have to break that habit of not drinking blood." I stood up and picked up my bag. The bag I head while we "stalked" Mr. Crepsley's meal.

"You need to accept that you are no longer human..."

I started walking, even though he wasn't paying attention. "The city is close so we need to be on gaurd." I was a little bit away before he noticed that I was walking away. I didn't even listen to what he had to say. I know that half of me was now a vampire.

But half of me is still Human!

Its been two months since I've "died". And since those two months I've been traveling with my mentor. I can't seem to keep up with my changing body. My nails are to sharp, I bet sharper then a blade. I could always find a way to cut myself on accident. I don't know how I do it, but I do it.

I still don't show my scars to my mentor. When he's around I keep my shirt on. He had walked in on me though, and made of of me.

.. +0+ ..

It was after a shower. I had cracked the door to let the steam out of the bathroom. I'm pretty sure that would of told anyone that the bathroom still had someone in there. But not my mentor.

I had got my pants on and used the belt to hold them up. But I was leaning over the sink staring at my teeth in the mirror. My hair was moved out my face so I could get a better look at my teeth.

"What are you doing?"

The voice scared me off the sink. Back off the sink I stared at my mentor. He had a blank, half- asleep look to him. I was one-hundred percent sure that he had just woken up. For some reason I fel like a kid who got caught doing something they weren't suppose to be doing.

"I was..." I started trying to get away from this all. I was already embarrassed but I didn't need his dark red, sleepy eyes scanning the scars on my torso. Mr. Crepsley only saw the scars on my face and not the scars on my torso.

"I wasn't sure when my fangs would grow in." That sentence, my mentor busted out laughing. I grew red with embarrassment. I've never heard him laugh like that. And this would be the only time I'd see him laugh like that.

"What?!" I blushed darker. "Vampires don't grow fangs!" He laughed, waking up more now. He normally took forever to wake up. But his laughing, was helping him wake up.

.. +0+ ..

It was the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to me. I've also Learned more about the vampire legend. Its a lot different from the books Steve had. We can eat garlic and not die. We're not immortal, we just age differently.

And when it came to crosses, Its like picking up a pencil, it doesn't do anything. And holy water. Normal water. Mr. Crepsley is still getting use to my eye sight problems.

I was doing so well, my eye sight seemed to be improving. But I had some slip up. I don't know what caused it, or just what happened. But I woke up blind one day. I stumbled my way out to what I hope was the livingroom and just sat there untill Mr. Crepsley asked me what I was doing.

I told him I was blind. He thought I was joking, but he soon found out I wasn't. I was a weird night. Mr. Crepsley tryed to hold up a conversation about how often this happens to be, and what would normally happen.

I told him that it happens randomly, and that my mom would take me to the hospital because she was very protective of me. Nicely, he asked if I needed to go to a hospital. But I rejected that Idea. I didn't want to go the hospital have people look at me and then explaining what happened. I know my mentor was trying to be nice.

I remember the conversation bewteen my exbest-friend and me. I had asked him if a stake would kill a vampire and he responed with:

"Who wouldn't that kill?"

Thats true, guns, and a really hard fall can kill us. We're harder to kill then humans. But we are still human, well in a way. But my life with Mr. Crepsley is pretty fun. I stay up all night, and sleep until late in the afternoon. That was something I couldn't do when I was at home. I also watched a lot of TV because I was to scared to go outside.

Well I was on a scheduel when I was at home. I would go to bed around nine or ten, and wake up around five/six in the morning. And for watching TV, I had to share it with Annie. I didn't like sharing it with her at times, but now, I can't find anything to watch.

During my month months with Mr. Crepsley, I've grown more lonely. I miss my family, my friends, my old life. I actually wanted to go back to school! I still wouldn't feed, so Mr. Crepsley stopped inviting me. He would go on his own, but always lecture me as he left.

I've also started to get over disliking Madam Octa. I let her out her cage and the memories would flow into my mind, making it difficult to play the flute without breaking down in tears. So instead I would feed here and just sit down with her.

We still had this strange connection. I don't think it was my love for spiders. I'm sure there was a lot of people that loved spiders in the theather. But she was on my lap disobeying the flute, which is how she's controled, and listening to my thoughts.

The thought or two crosses my mind about everything I've learned. We can't eat certain animals, Snakes and cats are a big no. But other animals seem pretty safe. There's a lot to remember. I know I couldn't survive without my mentor.

I often thought about killing Mr. Crepsley. Stabbing him in the heart, like I could, or opening the curtains and letting the light in. One time I found myself leaning against the wall in the vampire's room! Watching the vampire sleep! I creeped myself out that day, and now I don't go near the door untill he wakes up.

He's pretty grumpy when he wakes up. He's the "I-need-my-coffee-first" type of morning person. Even if theres no coffee. He doesn't like my cooking. I snapped off with this comment.

"Well I've never cooked before!"

It didn't care to him, He just wants something different from the charcoal food he's getting. He better be happy that its not sandwhiches! Even watching the cooking channel became a habbit of mine.

I guess I though I could learn to cook from watching them. But Its down right confusing. Using stuff I never even heard of! I don't cook anything from the show. I just watch it. Do every single mother does this when her children are at school? And her husband at work? Is this what my mom did everyday? Watch the cooking channel?

Whatever it was, I needed to go outside. I glanced up at the clock. Ten-seventeen AM. I had lots of time before Mr. Crepsley would wake up. I couldn't depend on anyone.

"He's dependent of you? Or are you dependent on him?"

My mentors voice popped into my head. I could recall the conversation between Steve and him. I was depended on Steve. Being around him made me feel safe, and I guess I thought we would always be together, as friends, for the rest of our lives.

In the bathroom I brushed my hair, and my teeth. I wrote a note to my mentor just incase I was having to much fun to come back in time. I dusted my suit off and grabbed the handle to the apartment door knob and turned. Starting the small adventure I'd never forget.