To be frank with you, it was really my idea to start this book. I don't know why I suggested the whole thing, but now that I think about it, I guess it was the fact that Buffy kept saying that we should write our own book. One that would be able to scare the bloody pants of some unfortunate reader. But every time she'd mention it, I'd just shrug it off. I didn't I have the time to write back then. I didn't even like the idea of a horror book. I've read a few and none of them are scary. I mean really, I took this bird I knew once to see a movie. It was the remake of Dracula and as soon as the movie started, the bloody chit wouldn't stop screaming. I mean really, a guy drinks other people's blood, big deal. But now that I've lived through something that had the makings of a good story I guess Buffy was right. So that's why we're writing this thing. To scare people. But also to warn them. Because the vampires are gone now. But maybe in a few years, or centuries, they'll come back. We're sure of that.
I guess you can say it all started when my dad and I moved to Sunnydale because he got a job as Sunnydale High's new librarian. That was right before ninth grade. Anyways, the year came and went, and I had successfully earned the title of "School Badass". Now I guess I was bad those days. I used to smoke in the bathrooms and drink a lot. Whenever some poor kid had to use one of the toilets and see the cubicle covered in smoke or graffiti he'd know I was there. But then in the tenth grade I outgrew that childishness. That was when I met Buffy. She was in my gym class and one day we were partnered up for the new self defense unit. That was the day I made the same mistake many other guys before me made. I underestimated the energy that girl had inside of her. Bad bad mistake. That day I went home with a bloody nose and two black eyes.
I was really trying hard to forget that incident and still am. It kinda wounds a man when he knows he could get beat up pretty bad by a petite Californian blonde. But what happened later that night was much better. You see, Buffy's dad left her mom a few years back and since then Joyce has had a very opinionated view on the rest of the male race. So when Joyce heard that her daughter had broke my poor face you could imagine how pleased she was. But Buffy's the kind of person who can feel guilty pretty quickly. So that night at around eight o'clock she came over to my house to apologize.
At first we just sat on the front porch in this awkward kinda silence, until I worked up the nerve to ask her inside. Thankfully she had said yes, if she said no I would have died out of embarrassment right then and there. Anyways when we got to my room none of us had said anything and the silence was making Buffy fidget. And I swear that girl can get impatient pretty fast. You see, her nose starts to twitch and then her eyes begin to wander all over the place and when you look at her when she does that its really cute. But I'm the only person who can say that. Anyway we finally get some conversation going and she says that her mother would kill her if she found out her daughter was in the same room with a boy. That's when I suggested that we go to the cemetery. And as I look back at everything now, that was a huge mistake.
The cemeteries are located on the outskirts of Sunndale, so we took the car. The drive was like any other drive in a car except for one thing. We were just coming off the main road when we see this guy on the side of the road. He's just standing there with his thumb up, as if waiting to be picked up by someone. Buffy actually wanted to give him a lift, but I wasn't so sure. To me, a guy standing on the side of the street in the middle of the night is a tad bit suspicious. Now here's the scary part. When I looked back at the guy through the rearview mirror I didn't see anything. Just the lamppost the guy was leaning on a few minutes ago. Then when I looked back at him through the window he was there. I knew I wasn't hallucinating because when I looked at Buffy, her eyes were wide and I swear I saw fear in them.