Part 11
So much for an ordinary evening Sarah thought. She peeked out of the door of the closet she'd hidden in. She remembered waking up that morning feeling strange, detached from the world and not knowing why. Convinced something would happen, but not knowing what.
Now something *had* happened, that didn't make her feel any better. The end of the day had her trapped in a closet hiding from an insane vampire.
"Do you have any idea how *annoying* you are? If you would just do what I *asked* in the first place then none of this would be happening!"
The voice was a taunting singsong. Sarah closed the door as quietly as she cold, holding her breath as she heard footsteps in the room. She wished the crazy bitch would just go away and leave her alone.
This is all Edan Redfern's fault she thought. If her or his stupid arrogant brother hadn't decided to come to town, she wouldn't be in this mess. No one would have noticed she looked almost the same as some ancient vampire, then she wouldn't have found out and wouldn't have come looking for her.
She'd bee curious at first. Sharon had come round, not long after Edan had left. Sharon was one of the popular girls who ran with Beth's crowd. Sarah had been hoping Sharon might have had some idea what Beth had been blathering about that morning.
"I need you to come with me now," Sharon had told her.
Sarah was usually suspicious of the popular girls. She knew what they did to ordinary girls like her. "What for?"
"There's someone who needs to see you right away. It's very important."
To Sarah's amazement Sharon had reached out and grabbed her arm. It was clear Sharon was going to take her to see this person whether Sarah wanted to go or not.
"Sharon, what have I told you about manhandling?"
Sharon let go instantly. Sarah watched as girl got out of a long black limo. A girl who was almost identical to her. She must be the one they called Helenia. Sarah was shocked to see how alike they were. Where she was ordinary and dull, this girl was wealthy and beautiful were about the only differences.
She walked into Sarah's house without being invited and took a seat on the couch, crossing her long elegant legs at the knees. Two men with expressionless faces, dressed in black complete with dark sunglasses followed, standing on either side of her.
Sarah was too amazed to come up with a suitable comment.
"You stole my face," the girl said crossly, in an almost child-like manor.
Sarah looked over at Sharon, who just shrugged and left quickly.
Sarah was left alone with Helenia. "Coincidence?" she offered.
Helenia looked at her for what seemed like a very long time. She was starting to make Sarah feel extremely uncomfortable. Her beauty was - it had an almost *unnatural* quality to it.
Helenia patted the space beside her. Nervously, Sarah sat down.
"So which one do you like?"
Sarah assumed she was referring to Edan and Arcturus. "Neither of them," she admitted. She'd decided to take note of Annabelle's warning and steer clear of Arcturus. He'd been watching her a lot, but hadn't made a move on her since that morning. And if Annabelle was a ghost, then she certainly didn't want to end up the same way.
"Why not? They're both so yummy, and you'd be so surprised and what you can make them do." Her arm slipped around Sarah's shoulders, like they were two old friends having a good giggle. Her touch on Sarah's bare skin was ice cold. "You know what? I'm going to make you a vampire, like me, then we'll *really* have fun with them."
Sarah stared at her in disbelief. "What?"
"It's fun, vampires are everywhere, I'll fill you in on the Night World once you're changed." Helenia gripped both her shoulders in an iron-like grip, making Sarah cry out in shock.
"Hey wait a minute, let's at least *talk* about this!" she protested.
"If idiots like Arcturus and Edan can cope with being vampires. Then you can too." Helenia's eyes had gone from a bright blue to molten silver. She opened her mouth. Sarah screamed. Her canine teeth were *growing*. They really were turning into fangs.
Sarah shrugged, slamming her knee into Helenia's stomach. Helenia shrieked. As her grip loosened, Sarah tore away. She ducked out of the reach of the body guards and managed to get into the first closet she saw.
She hit there while Helenia and her guards searched the house for her. Sarah shuddered. She thought she heard the footsteps walking away.
She peered out again. Luckily for her the closet she had run into was the one under the stairs, and the front door wasn't that far away. She hadn't closed it properly. She crept out and ran for the door, fumbling with the knob. She almost screamed again, running into Edan Redfern.
"There's some crazy bitch in there trying to make me vampire! Help me!"
Edan grabbed her hand and pulled her into a car waiting just behind the limo. "Helenia, isn't it?" her said, tearing down the street.
Sarah nodded. "What the hell is happening? She was talking about *vampires* and something she called the *Night* *World* and I'd like to be one." She shook her head in confusion. "I don't understand any of it."
Edan was silent as he stopped the car at a red light. "Do you know where Amber or Andreas might hang out?"
Amber and Andreas? The combination of football jock and freaky Goth, just didn't sound right to Sarah. "Andreas might be at Spectrum. It's a sort of cross between a bar, a coffee shop and a club, where everyone hands out."
"We'll go there, then."
Sarah sat back in the seat, too frazzled to even ask what use a jock like Andras Blackthorn could be. "Why do I get the feeling this is only just the beginning?"
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So much for an ordinary evening Sarah thought. She peeked out of the door of the closet she'd hidden in. She remembered waking up that morning feeling strange, detached from the world and not knowing why. Convinced something would happen, but not knowing what.
Now something *had* happened, that didn't make her feel any better. The end of the day had her trapped in a closet hiding from an insane vampire.
"Do you have any idea how *annoying* you are? If you would just do what I *asked* in the first place then none of this would be happening!"
The voice was a taunting singsong. Sarah closed the door as quietly as she cold, holding her breath as she heard footsteps in the room. She wished the crazy bitch would just go away and leave her alone.
This is all Edan Redfern's fault she thought. If her or his stupid arrogant brother hadn't decided to come to town, she wouldn't be in this mess. No one would have noticed she looked almost the same as some ancient vampire, then she wouldn't have found out and wouldn't have come looking for her.
She'd bee curious at first. Sharon had come round, not long after Edan had left. Sharon was one of the popular girls who ran with Beth's crowd. Sarah had been hoping Sharon might have had some idea what Beth had been blathering about that morning.
"I need you to come with me now," Sharon had told her.
Sarah was usually suspicious of the popular girls. She knew what they did to ordinary girls like her. "What for?"
"There's someone who needs to see you right away. It's very important."
To Sarah's amazement Sharon had reached out and grabbed her arm. It was clear Sharon was going to take her to see this person whether Sarah wanted to go or not.
"Sharon, what have I told you about manhandling?"
Sharon let go instantly. Sarah watched as girl got out of a long black limo. A girl who was almost identical to her. She must be the one they called Helenia. Sarah was shocked to see how alike they were. Where she was ordinary and dull, this girl was wealthy and beautiful were about the only differences.
She walked into Sarah's house without being invited and took a seat on the couch, crossing her long elegant legs at the knees. Two men with expressionless faces, dressed in black complete with dark sunglasses followed, standing on either side of her.
Sarah was too amazed to come up with a suitable comment.
"You stole my face," the girl said crossly, in an almost child-like manor.
Sarah looked over at Sharon, who just shrugged and left quickly.
Sarah was left alone with Helenia. "Coincidence?" she offered.
Helenia looked at her for what seemed like a very long time. She was starting to make Sarah feel extremely uncomfortable. Her beauty was - it had an almost *unnatural* quality to it.
Helenia patted the space beside her. Nervously, Sarah sat down.
"So which one do you like?"
Sarah assumed she was referring to Edan and Arcturus. "Neither of them," she admitted. She'd decided to take note of Annabelle's warning and steer clear of Arcturus. He'd been watching her a lot, but hadn't made a move on her since that morning. And if Annabelle was a ghost, then she certainly didn't want to end up the same way.
"Why not? They're both so yummy, and you'd be so surprised and what you can make them do." Her arm slipped around Sarah's shoulders, like they were two old friends having a good giggle. Her touch on Sarah's bare skin was ice cold. "You know what? I'm going to make you a vampire, like me, then we'll *really* have fun with them."
Sarah stared at her in disbelief. "What?"
"It's fun, vampires are everywhere, I'll fill you in on the Night World once you're changed." Helenia gripped both her shoulders in an iron-like grip, making Sarah cry out in shock.
"Hey wait a minute, let's at least *talk* about this!" she protested.
"If idiots like Arcturus and Edan can cope with being vampires. Then you can too." Helenia's eyes had gone from a bright blue to molten silver. She opened her mouth. Sarah screamed. Her canine teeth were *growing*. They really were turning into fangs.
Sarah shrugged, slamming her knee into Helenia's stomach. Helenia shrieked. As her grip loosened, Sarah tore away. She ducked out of the reach of the body guards and managed to get into the first closet she saw.
She hit there while Helenia and her guards searched the house for her. Sarah shuddered. She thought she heard the footsteps walking away.
She peered out again. Luckily for her the closet she had run into was the one under the stairs, and the front door wasn't that far away. She hadn't closed it properly. She crept out and ran for the door, fumbling with the knob. She almost screamed again, running into Edan Redfern.
"There's some crazy bitch in there trying to make me vampire! Help me!"
Edan grabbed her hand and pulled her into a car waiting just behind the limo. "Helenia, isn't it?" her said, tearing down the street.
Sarah nodded. "What the hell is happening? She was talking about *vampires* and something she called the *Night* *World* and I'd like to be one." She shook her head in confusion. "I don't understand any of it."
Edan was silent as he stopped the car at a red light. "Do you know where Amber or Andreas might hang out?"
Amber and Andreas? The combination of football jock and freaky Goth, just didn't sound right to Sarah. "Andreas might be at Spectrum. It's a sort of cross between a bar, a coffee shop and a club, where everyone hands out."
"We'll go there, then."
Sarah sat back in the seat, too frazzled to even ask what use a jock like Andras Blackthorn could be. "Why do I get the feeling this is only just the beginning?"
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