YAY! My 17th birthday is now only one day away! Cinco De Mayo baby! Oh well anyway here's some more of The First for you…and btw my college visit went well….

"You'll be reporting to Ms. Tilly now," Mr. Jones said leading me through the massive doorway and into the entrance hall that had chandeliers that had to have cost more than my whole house, "She's a nice woman. You'll like her and you'll like it here."

I kept silent and I could tell that Jonesie boy was trying to be nice…I just didn't know how to handle all of this and as I looked on the portraits that lined the entrance hallway I wondered why I was even picked. All of the people in the portraits were gorgeous—and pale….and I fit none of those requisites. I was so screwed.

"Well here you are." He said as we stood in front of a mahogany door, he knocked and I just stood there like an idiot. Well I wonder what kind of thing she is. Will she be just a cranky old woman…or a cranky young looking vampire?

"Well come in dear." An older woman said beckoning me inside said as Mr. Jones waved goodbye and walked off with my suitcase. "Would you like some tea?"

"Yes please." I said looking at the small furnishings in her room. The room had a cottage type feel to it—little knick knacks lined the fireplaces mantle—like a grandmotherly feel to it. Or the little old maid that was in Peter Pan…yeah Ms. Tilly definitely seemed like her.

"So dear tell me about yourself." She said as we sat at a little round table and drank tea which had a very calming effect on me. It was like I was little again and playing tea party.

"Um…well…there's not much to say." I stated looking into my tea cup like I was trying to see the future in it or something—if only I could—and then I started to tell her a little. "I went over to my friend Stacey's house one night never dreaming what I would find out…and I found out her family's little secret. Somehow I ended up being shipped off to some Transylvanian Boarding school filled with blood sucking vamps. There was this boy…"

"Come on…." She urged me pouring me some more tea.

"His name was Mark, he was my friend's brother, and he liked me. But I didn't like him back and he ended up breaking my arm. Then I met Erik who I thought I could be with and things would calm down but Mark got jealous. There was a public fight between the two boys and I found myself in the Dean's office where the man ended up selling me away to the Draculs." I felt tears forming in my eyes as I tried to blink them back. Ms. Tilly handed me a Kleenex and I apologized.

"It's ok. Everything will work out." She cooed suddenly getting up from her seat and disappearing. "Come now…let's try on your dress for dinner."

She appeared in front of me with a white baby doll dress that looked like it would hit about mid-thigh. There was a pretty embroidered pattern at the top with nice not too puffy sleeves. She handed it too me and motioned for me to change.

"Um…do you have a bathroom?" I asked looking around and totally feeling uncomfortable with the little old lady in the same room—even if she was sweet I was way too modest.

"Go behind the dressing screen," she said pointing over to one of those old fashioned three fold thingies that women changed behind. I went to try on the dress and I figured I'd ask her how she ended up under the Draculs' thumbs.

"So how'd you end up here?" I asked tying the stings that tightened the top of the dress as I walked out from behind the screen so Ms. Tilly could zipper the back. "And why does this dress fit like a glove?"

"Mr. Pervous seemed to know your size from just looking at you my dear." The words sent chills down my spine—at least I wouldn't have to see Dean Pervert anymore. "And I came to the Draculs' estate about twenty years ago to keep the mansion in top shape. I basically keep the house running and as for how I got here. I fell in love with a man who wasn't a man at all. He was a vampire…almost sucked me dry one night. His friend master Draculs found me and was kind enough to pay for my medical bills that saved my life. In return I came here. It's quite lovely here you know…once you get used to it here. There all done."

She angled me toward the mirror as she handed me a pair of black pumps. I looked…well…pretty good. The dress fit tight across my torso but puffed out a bit at the bottom. She swooped some cover up powder and blush across my face and cheeks. Then applied some mascara to my lashes before finally sending me out the door.

"Good luck." She said squeezing my shoulder before leaving me to wonder around the house which was surprising. I walked out the door and bumped into something—or someone.

"Sorry." I squeaked snaking around the boy.

"It's fine. Just watch yourself." He responded before entering Ms. Tilly's room.

Alone I decided to wonder down the hallway after slipping my heels off and carrying them. I walked to the end of the hallway and found a set of glass doors that led outside. I stepped out into the most beautiful garden I've ever seen.

There were flowers everywhere and rose bushes galore. I steeped out onto the stone walkway and decided to explore. I felt the smooth flowers with my finger tips as water drops splashed off at my touch. I actually felt really good out here alone.

I walked over to some big rocks that surrounded a little waterfall that had a nice big pool at the bottom. Sticking my feet over the edge of the rock my toes just touched the icy cold water as the sun began to set. Hey maybe if I was lucky they wouldn't be able to find me out here….

"You've been gone for an hour." I heard a voice say behind me a little while later and the British accent told me it must be Mr. Jones. "But I can see why…It's so peaceful out here."

"Yeah….it's beautiful." I sighed standing back up and hopping off the rock. "So I guess I get to go to my funeral now?"

"Just dinner." He said chuckling as he led me back to the house. "I don't think you're going to have a funeral anytime soon."

"Just a wedding," I mumbled as he opened the glass doors for me. "That's worse."

"Aw don't be so glum." He said leading me through the hallway and then through an entryway that had a table set up and two guys sitting at it as I quickly slipped on the black pumps. "Good luck." He whispered into my shoulder as he suddenly disappeared. Jeez with all of these people wishing me good luck I had a feeling that I was really going to need it.

"Come sit down Future Daughter in Law." The older man said motioning me over and I literally felt like I was going to puke. I walked over to the table and sat down across the younger man and noticed he was the one I'd pumped into earlier as he smiled at me. I looked down at the plate that was in front of me and noticed on it was a piece of steak that did smell really good. "So Kylie would you mind telling me why the dress I bought you is ripped? Are you seriously that sloppy?"

I looked down at the dress and noticed a dirty tear at the bottom which I figured must have been from the rock. I quickly looked back up at the table and decided to cut into my steak.

"Kylie you will answer me because I know you can talk. I heard you in Mr. Pervous's office. So speak."

Why don't you shut the hell up?

"Kylie I'm waiting." Mr. Draculs said as I felt a tear form.

I looked up at the man across from me as he smiled at me which totally sent me over the edge—I mean this was the man I was supposed to marry. Shouldn't he be sticking up for me?

"Grow a back bone junior," I snapped at him standing up and yelling at the stupid smiling jerk sitting across from me who was just silently sitting there. "You're letting your father speak to your supposed fiancé this way and you don't even try to protect her? You let him tease me and you don't even have anything to say for yourself?"

"Calm down Kylie." The jerk spoke smiling even wider, "he's just kidding with you. He likes getting under people's skin—he does it for entertainment."

"He's right you know." His father said sipping some red liquid from a wine glass. "I do love to play games. Now please sit back down and finish your meal. Then we can adjourn to the library and discuss some issues."

"What issues?" I asked taking my seat.

"Well…not really issues," he smirked, "More like your wifely duties…."

Dramatic music please Well please review cause this is like 4 pages on word so it's longer than the last filler chapter. Anyway the white baby doll dress can be seen in a link on my profile cause I had no idea to describe it. Oh and you'll find a link to my homepage if you like. Besides that please review and tell me what you think! Thanks!