Rosaline
Catherine, my 24-year-old sister, left for work before I even got up. She works at Rancho Bernardo Inn and she seemed to be making a fortune. Cathy had a big, beautiful house with an ocean view. She had a room full of jewels and also a BMW M3. Catherine Sapphire was so rich and beautiful. No wonder mom and dad made me come to San Diego, California to live with her. My mom, Emma Sapphire, once said that Cathy was the most perfect girl she'd ever seen in her life. My dad, Robert Sapphire, told me I should be more like Cathy. In my parents' mind, I'm just an ordinary girl and Catherine was the perfect, everybody-would-love princess.
I have to admit, San Diego was more comfortable than Las Vegas, Nevada, where I used to live. It was much cooler and less crowded. I arrived at San Diego on Saturday and I loved it instantly.
After grabbing an apple from the fridge, I quickly got in my BMW Z3. Cathy got me a brand new car as a welcome gift.
I arrived at my school, San Diego High. It looked very new. I saw all the students from San Diego High coming into the school parking lot. Hopefully, they were nice enough to help a girl that got transferred to this school in mid-October as a junior.
Getting out of my car was hard! Maybe I was too nervous to get out of it. It felt like every pair of eyes was on me when I finally got out of the car. It was so creepy!
Quickly, I half-ran to the front office. I got my schedule and walked to the cafeteria benches. My schedule was English, History, Pre-Calculus, Science, lunch, Spanish, Band, and PE. It was almost my exact schedule as Las Vegas High, except back home, PE was first and English was last. I memorized my whole schedule before the bell rang. When it did, I hurried to English. My teacher assigned me to a seat right next to a boy with pale skin and green eyes.
"Hi," I said to the boy.
"Hello," he replied. He grinned at me and showed his perfect teeth. He is breath-taking because of his perfection. Everything about him is totally perfect! "I'm Alexander Emerald. You can call me Alex," he told me.
"I'm Rosaline Sapphire," I explained, "but I go by Rose or Rossi." I couldn't get my eyes off Alex's perfect face. He was so perfect in all ways. He was perfect, friendly, kind, and open. His green eyes looked like emerald, sparking with excitement. His skin was really pale, smooth, and it looked hard. Alexander was in perfect shape. He looked like a piece of artwork done by an artist who loved perfection.
"Rosaline," the English teacher called. "Would you please answer the question?" Oh no! I didn't hear the question! How am I supposed to answer without making a fool of myself?
"Umm…" I hesitated. Luckily, Alex told me the right answer.
"Very well," the teacher approved.
English was not my best subject, but I usually get A's if I was listening and working hard. Through years of getting A minuses, I discovered that if I read the literature ahead of time, I would get an A wile I worked as much as everybody else.
Next period was History. I sat with Alex again. In fact, I sat with Alex for all the periods except for Spanish and Band. Of course I couldn't sit with Alex during PE, but he was in my class.
During Spanish and Band, I sat with a boy named Jackson Eyre. He was nice, but he somehow felt ancient. Maybe it was just me, I don't really know. He had black hair and violet eyes. His skin looked pale, but not as pale as Alex's. Jackson's skin was soft but muscular. He looked well in shape, too. Jack and I both played the clarinet and I figured without much work that he was really good at music.
The first day of school wasn't bad at all! I met two friends, at least. I was so tired when I got home partly because we did PE outside instead of in the gym. I went to bed early. Maybe my junior year here won't be as bad as I thought before I came here!
Alexander
I sat in the car with my brother and my sisters. It was hard being a Mortal Vampire. My family was a special kind of vampire. Most vampires, the normal ones, have golden eyes, pale, icy skin, and venom-covered teeth. They often feed on human blood, killing them at once when they hunt. For us, the Mortal Vampires, we have a different story.
Most vampires were created when a vampire bit their human body. Venoms would spread and within days, the human's heart would stop and their skin would turn pale and hard and their eyes would turn golden. For a mortal vampire, when their human body was poisoned with venom, a kind of gene in their body would fight the venom. Then, they only have two endings: die or become a Mortal Vampire. However, the people who have the kind of genes were very little, and the odds of becoming a Mortal Vampire were one out of a hundred. There were only three covens of Mortal Vampire in the world, and they were the 'out cast' of the vampire world.
My family and I were Mortal Vampires. Like the others, we live forever and never die or age. But we have green eyes or blue eyes, depending on the genes. Out skin were softer than the normal vampires. We only feed on animal blood because once we tried human blood, we won't be able to control ourselves from taking more. Mortal Vampires could have child after getting married. But once a male Mortal Vampire had kids with a female, both vampires could not have kids with other vampires. The child grew like the human children until they got to about eighteen. Then they froze at what ever age they were and live a vampire life.
My parents, Carlos and Emily Emerald, were my and my siblings' biological father and mother. Michael was the eldest, followed by the triplet girls: Jennifer, Isabel, and Casey. I was the youngest. Michael looked nineteen, the triplets looked eighteen, and I was frozen in seventeen forever. Most Mortal Vampires wasn't born with a gift. Only normal vampires could have been gifted. And they only would have one gift. But for some reason, I was born with two special powers.
I was able to tell if a person was lying about something they said. Also, I could hear what a person was thinking about is I have eye-contact with them.
Michael was behind the wheel, driving too slow for the vampires- fifty miles per hour. Jennifer sat in the front talking rapidly to Michael. I sat in the back with Isabel and Casey. I was trying to get Casey to look at me so I could read her mind, but I got bored after a wile. Now was the time when I wish I could sleep during day-time. Normal vampires don't sleep at all. But we sleep only when the night falls. We could live without sleeping, but what do you do at night? Popping up and down the street and scare people?
Finally, we arrived at San Diego High. Normal vampires don't appear here in San Diego because they sparkle under the sun. But it was not true for us.
I sat in English by myself at my own desk. I was smarter than any human because of how my brain works. I reviewed my notes again even though I could already memorize them backwards.
"Hi," a new voice called to me. My head snapped right up. In front of me stood a girl with pale skin, shiny blackish-brown hair, and chocolaty-brown eyes. I could see the blood racing through her veins under her skin. I could feel her heart beating. It was a smart choice to hunt yesterday.
"Hello," I said, smiling. "I'm Alexander Emerald. You can call me Alex."
"I'm Rosaline Sapphire. But I go by Rose or Rossi," she explained. Rose was making eye-contact with me, but her voice was not clear like the others were. Instead, it sounded like a murmur, a whisper that I couldn't hear. I heard the word 'perfect' several times.
"Rosaline, would you please answer the question?" the teacher asked impatiently. Rose seemed lost in her daydream. Mr. Liner, our English teacher, just asked a question. I didn't hear it, but I found Mr. Liner's eyes and stole the question.
"William Shakespeare," I whispered. Rose got it right.
Rose sat by me for all the classes except for Spanish and Band, when I took French and Drama. During PE, Jackson Eyre's mind bothered me. Rosaline is so pretty, he thought. Maybe she will go out with me. She seemed really happy, too. I bet she taste good.
My jaw tightened up. I have the first sight and I loved her! Rose would be mine, not for a meal, but for a girlfriend.
Jackson
Why is it so hard being me? I hate me! I have to live on people's happiness! Life is so unfair!
Two centuries ago, my family and I were killed by our enemy. Because our deaths were undeserved, we became ghosts. We have a specific kind of gene that made us became Humanly Ghosts. We were almost like humans except we could pass thorough things and were able to be invisible whenever we wanted. We survived by sucking people's happiness, leaving them with unpleasant memories. When I got changed into a ghost, I had a special talent: I could take any human's body I wanted and control the body. I would hypnotize the body's spirit when I go into the body. After I leave the body, the spirit would still be asleep for about an hour. The body would still breathe and the heart would keep on going, but the spirit won't return within an hour. My little sister, Zella, was also gifted. Zella could go into a person's body and suck as much happiness as she wanted. But wile she feed, the victim would be asleep. Actually, the victim would faint the second Zella entered the body. The other members of my family, my dad Joe, my mom Sammy, and my middle brother Bobby, have no additional powers to their immortal self.
School was just the same-old-everyday thing. Nothing caught my eyes until Spanish. A new girl sat by me. She looked pretty and happy. She had the sent of a person I knew long ago. Could she be Rosemary? Rosemary Pearl?
She would probably taste fantastic, though. My mouth was watering but my heart was in love with this beautiful figure. Should I take away the happiness from a person I truly love?