damian smythe shifted uncomfortably as the sun burned into his eyes. he pulled is leather jacket on more as he shifted away from his brother. damian's brother Parker was stocky, tall and absessed with rugby. he was everyothing that damian wasnt - popular, smooth-talking and favoured by their parents. not to mention, damian was a vampire.

yes, damian was a vampire. he was bitten by one when he was eight, which meant that he would grow up at a normal pace until he reached around sixteen, at which he woudn't age at all. damian was tall, pale with dark hair and eues, and sharp fangs he usesd to drink blood from animals becaise he wasn't old ienough for human blood.

while parker was distracted by a group of guys playing american football, out of the corner of his eye damian noticed a family group who kinda looked like him - they werre all pale with black clothes, hair and eyes, approacked by a preppy family of two parents and a daughter. glancing back and realising parker wasn't paying attention, damian walked over to the goth family with a smile. "hi I'm damian smythe."

"pleasure to meet you young man," said the mum, who was tall, vampiric and etherial. "I'm morticia."

"pugsley!" followed the boy. he was grinning menicingly, wearing a black and white striped t shirt like a robber would wear.

"scuse me?"

"my names pugsley."

"oh," said damian. "that's cool."

the preppy daughter cleared her throat and interriupted rudely. "hi! I'm amanda buckman."

damian glared at her. "and i'm a vampire. no one asked you."

she scowled, turning to her mum who sneered at damian. he squirmed internally, knowing she was judging his appearance, but damian was used to that kind of look so he pretended to not be bothered by it.

two very obnoxions and loud adults - a man and a woman - yelled out into the crowd, catching everyones attention. "welcome to camp chippewa! i'm gary granger!"

"and I'm becky martin-granger! and wer're all here to learn, to grow and to just plain have fun!"

"because that's what being priveleged is all about!"

wednesday, pugsley's younger sister, uncorked a bottle labelled poison and drank from it.


damian got into a cabin alongside pugsley, and a nerdy looking kid named Joel. joel was shy and timid, who liked reading science fiction and wore harry-potter-like glasses. his shirt was a few sizes too big, and he hung his head low timidly.

"are you really a vampire?" pugsley asked.

"yeah," said damian. "I drink animal blood though, i'm not old enough for human blood."

gary called lights out an damian curled up into his bed, occasionally glancing over to pugsley. he couldn't sleep. vampires were nockturnal, and damian was no exception. he was more energetic than he was during the day, eyes glistening. it was like the rest of the world was dead, and he was the only one left alive.

AN: what do you think? i need to keep this from my brothers though, i don' twant them to find it.