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I've been a full vampire for exactly three years, twenty-two weeks, and ninety-six days. It's October 11, 2008, and I don't know how much longer I can go without going crazy. I need someone besides my family in on our secret. My name is Annabeth Grace Montgomery and in reality, I'm nineteen years old, but physically, I'm only fifteen years old. I will be physically fifteen for another seventeen years. I have medium-length blond hair that spirals around my pale face. I am approximately 5ft 4in. tall. I weigh 115lbs. Right now, both my eyes and nails are grey, the color of depression.
I live in Ontario, Canada with my two brothers, Ben and Alex, my two sisters, Lila and Sam, and our parents, Peter and Jane.
"Annabeth! Time to get up, Sweet Pea!" called Mom in her slightly southern accent.
Ugh. Why couldn't I have, at least, went through the change, after I got out of high school, so I didn't have to put on this stupid charade every year? Nothing new ever happens to us! You'd think life as a vampire would be more exciting, wouldn't you? Wrong.
I got out of bed, and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair looked more like a haystack than the elegant spirals I wanted, so I yanked a brush through my hair. My hair would still turn into little springs anyway, no matter how much I tried to straighten it. My eyes were orange, the color of annoyance, but they were slowly turning sky blue, the color of calm.
Once I got woke up and alert, they were more blue than the sky on a cloudless day. I put on a red Aeropostale t-shirt and some jeans, then laced up my cherry-red-sequined high-tops, and went downstairs. Mom was making pancakes with blood n' strawberries' syrup and cheesy eggs.
"Hey Anny? Can you go wake up Sam? She's being...well, herself, today." Mom said as she chuckled.
I sighed. "Sure, Momma." I replied.
"Thanks, Hon." She said and gave me an apologetic smile.
I climbed back up the stairs and went down the hall. I opened Sam's door, it was covered in animal rights posters. Typical Sam. It's kind of ironic that a vampire is a total P.E.T.A. junkie. I walked over to the dresser in front of her footboard, and climbed on top of it. I looked in front of me at my sleeping sister, sprawled out on her bed, drule hanging out of her mouth, and her blankets on the floor. She was dead in her sleep. The thing I was about to do was very dangerous, and I had to be able to get away fast. I jumped into the air and body-slammed her. She had a look of pure evil in her eyes. This is why we had to make a scheduale for who wakes up Sam. We all had to take turns. It was my turn today. Lucky me, huh? I jumped off of her bed.
"Bethy!" She yelled.
Crap! I ran out of her door and across the hall to Lila's room and locked the door behind me. Phew! That was close! I hate it when it's my turn to wake up Sam!
Unlike Sam's P.E.T.A. room, Lila's room is covered from floor to ceiling in frilly, girly stuff, that Sam doesn't approve of, because of all of the millions of products in here tested on animals. I looked around the room and saw Lila sitting at her vanity, caking on pounds of makeup. I don't understand why she needs so much; she's the complete incarnation of beauty itself! Even the most beautiful model in the world would give up her soul, to even look one-tenth like Lila, even on a bad- hair-day.
"Sam." We both said together.
"Yup." I said as I sat down on Lila's bed.
Lila walked over to her door and out the peep-hole.
"I think she's better. Her eyes are light blue now. C'mon, let's go get some pancakes!" She said as she took one last look in the mirror.
I grimaced. "Lila, come on, don't worry, you're gorgeous, let's go." I said.
"Are you guys comin'? Oh, and we have to wake up Ben and Alex before breakfast, too." Sam yelled from outside the door.
Lila and I walked out the door then. We all went further down the hall. Lila and I turned left, and Sam turned right. Sam was headed for Ben's room, while Lila and I were going to Alex's room.
We opened the door to his room that's covered in sheet music and instruments galore. Like Sam, he was sprawled out on his bed, drule hanging out of his mouth, and his blankets on the floor. The only differance was that he had his guitar in his arms. Lila stood on the top of his headboard, while I stood on his footboard.
"Okay, one. Two. Three!" We took a deep breath. "Alex!" We yelled at the top of our lungs.
He didn't even budge. He was worse than Sam.
"You asked for it!" Lila and I said in unision.
We then jumped up into the air and landed, with a thud, onto him. He still didn't budge.
"Ugh!" I yelled.
"Sam! Did you get Ben yet?" Lila yelled.
"Yeah, you guys need help with Alex?"
"Yeah!" Lila and I screamed.
Then Sam and Ben walked in. All four of us screamed his name as loud as we could. Nothing.
"Okay. I know how to handle this! Everybody step back." Sam said as she took her sock off.
She took her socks off, then sat on Alex's headboard, dangling her feet above his head. Then she pressed her feet to his face. That woke him up.
He screamed, then jumped off of his bed, knocking his guitar to the ground. We all laughed. Then he grabbed Sam and put her over his shoulder and ran out the door.
"Help! He's...tickling me... to death!" She screamed inbetween giggles.
Just then we heard Mom call up the stairs, "Breakfast!"
Ben, Lila, and I filed out of Alex's room, down the hallway, and down the stairs. Alex and Sam were already at the table. I sat down next to Sam, who was sitting by Alex. Ben sat down by Alex, and Lila sat down next to me. Mom set a plate of pancakes, then a plate of cheesy eggs. Sam sighed.
"What's wrong, Hon?" Mom asked her.
"Mom, I can't eat these eggs." She answered.
"Well, why not?" Mom asked baffled.
Sam grimaced. "Mom! They're eggs! I can't eat eggs!"
"Why can't you eat eggs, Salmon?" Mom asked her.
"Mom, think about it. If you got an abortion, would you eat the baby? I don't think so. Animals are people, too! You savage people kill poor, innocent, unborn, animals to-to eat! Of all of the things, that's the worst reason! Ugh! I can't even be in the same room as you savages!" Sam said angrily, as she took her plate of strawberries' n' blood syrup to eat dramaticly in the living room.
Just then, Dad walked in. He just got done with his night shift at St. Rose hospital. His career is also where we get our blood. We don't want to harm people, (and in Sam's case, animals either) so we get donated blood. We need at least a pint of blood, three times a day, so we aren't under nurished.
"Hey guys!" He said as he walked into the kitchen, and looked around. "Hey, where's the Salmon?"
"Eating in the living room. She had one of her veg-head-fits again." I replied.
He nodded. "Oh, I noticed we were getting low on blood, so I picked us up some while I was at work. Let's see...AB positive for Lila...O- for Annabeth...A- for Ben...6 for Alex...AB- for the vegetarian Salmon...and 34 for your mom and me." He said.
"Oh-my-good-ness! Yummy!" Lila said.
We finished eating breakfast in a comfortable silence.
"Oh, guys, don't forget to put on your sunscreen, today. Oh, and I also bought you guys new contacts and nails." Mom said as we got up from the table.
We all walked over to the cupboard that housed our contacts, sunscreen, and fake nails. After our contacts and nails were securely on, and we were coated in sunscreen we left for school.
I started thinking about those special supernatural schools, especially made for vampires, witches, and werewolves. it would be so cool to actually get to go to one. They're scattered across the globe As long as you're not human, anyone of any age can get into one. They're boarding schools for the supernatural. Maybe if I went to one of those schools, I wouldn't have to try to blend in so hard. I wouldn't have to hide anything from anyone. I wouldn't have to wear these stupid contacts and these stupid fake nails anymore. I might even be able to make some friends who actually know how I feel.
Then I started thinking about vampires in general. Humans make up some weird myths. The myths about us burning in the sun, and the more recent ones about us sparkling, aren't true at all. Well, I guess you could say we burn; we sunburn. That is why we need sunscreen, even on cloudy days. Our skin is very, very sensitive to the sun's rays. It's strong, but we need a lot of SPF 75 to make it through the day. Just picture your average, insanely fair-skinned person, but multiply that by five. Being in the sun too long can result in death for us. If we even get a little pink, we peel and blister badly; and it is not fun.
Obviously, since we're vampires, we need blood to survive. The reason we need blood is because, like humans, we need iron in our bodies, but our bodies barely make any for ourself, so we need to drink blood. Any blood will do, but like humans, we like different flavors of our drinks. Some of us like animals, some of us like other mythical creatures, and almost all of us love human blood. Anyway, by drinking blood, we have almost enough iron as an average human. Since we have so little iron in our bodies, it makes our body temperature colder than a human's. Our heartbeats are also very slow and the sound is inaudible to a human ear. This is where people get the idea that we're actually dead, since they can't hear a heartbeat, our skin is cold, and we're so pale.
One of the things that annoy me, but any human would think this is cool, is that we age incredibly slow. Every twenty years, we age one year. That's why people think we're immortal, because we age so slowly.
There was probably one myth that was true. To become a vampire, if you are human, you have to drink the blood of a vampire, die while the blood is still in your system, then as soon as you wake up, drink some sort of blood; human, animal, any type, it doesn't matter. Then there is another type of vampire; the ones, like me, who are born a vampire. If you're born a vampire, you're basicly a human until you reach your mid-teen years, sometimes your late teen years. Before you go through the change, you're just a human. You grow at the same rate as a human, you don't drink blood, and your eyes and nails don't change color. Then you go through the change, which is like puberty for vampires. Yes, we go through regular, human, adolesense, too. The change doesn't take years, though; it takes about a week. It's not painful or anything, except when your sharper teeth start to come in. They're not fangs, it's just like losing your baby teeth, except, your new teeth are about fifteen times sharper and stronger than an average human's teeth, but they look like normal teeth.
There's only two ways to kill a vampire: 1. staying in the sun too long, and 2. werewolves.
I don't know much about werewolves, but-
"Beth? Wake up, we're at school!" Sam yelled.
I screamed. God, I hate when people knock me out of my thoughts! It freaks me out!
Everyone in the parking lot stared at me. What a surprise; the weird girl is getting stared at. I ran into school trying to forget about how pathetic I was.
My day was going pretty normal; I was going to fourth period, Biology now.
Little did I know, that specific class was going to change the world of mythical creatures forever.
I walked in and immediately the breath was knocked out of me. There was a new boy. I don't know what it was, but there was something very different about him from every other guy in this room.
He was pretty tall. Tan. Black hair. And probably the most electric, gorgeous, amazing eyes I've ever seen in my entire life. In other words, he was the most beautiful person, thing, place, etc., I've ever seen. It's a good thing he didn't seem to notice me staring at him like how Lila stares at chocolate when she hasn't had a good Hershey bar in a while.
He was looking at Mr. Vassette, talking about the class. Then Mr.V's eyes turned to me.
"Hey, Monty, you mind working with Mr. Airon?" Mr. V asked me.
"No, of course not, Mr.V." I replied.
As I said this, the insanely, indescribably, inhumanly gorgeous guy looked over to me. Okay, he couldn't have been looking at me, because he got what I thought probably looked like the expression I had on my face when I saw him. He quickly recovered his calm expression, though.
He walked over to the seat next to mine. Oh-My-Good-Ness! He is so...beautiful! He sat down, then looked at me with a suspicious, sarcastic look on his face.
"Your name is Monty?" He asked with that look on his face.
I rolled my eyes. "No, Mr.V calls people by their last name, and he thinks mine is too long, so he calls me Monty." I replied.
"Oh, well, what's your real name then?" He asked.
"Annabeth Montgomery." I answered. "How 'bout you?"
"Craig. Craig Airon." He replied.
His name was Craig? Really? Wow. Weird.
"Hi, Craig." I smiled. You just can't not smile around this guy. It's like his aura or something...kind of reminds me of a happy, little golden retriever... "Well, it looks like you're stuck with me as a lab partner. Sorry for any catastrophes that may happen to you because of me while you're in this class." I laughed.
So did he. Oh my gosh! I made him laugh! I-. I cut myself off mentally, and inwardly screamed in horror. I'm acting exactly like Lila! THAT is scary!
"It's okay, I might have to apoligize for that later on, too." He replied.
We started working on the lab that was passed out. Disecting a lizard. Eww. We worked in silence for a few minutes.
"So where'd you move from?" I asked.
"An insanely small town in Ohio. It's so small, I bet there was only forty kids in my freshman class." He replied.
"Wow. That is small. Why'd you move here?" I asked.
"My dad transferred from the vet he worked at, to the one here. He's a really talented veterinarian...you could say he has a...connection...with animals." He smiled at some inside joke he was probably remembering.
"The same thing happened to my dad about three years ago;" I said. "except my dad is a cardiologist." (AN: thats what its called right?) Now it was my turn to smile at an inside joke..
"Where did you move from?" He asked.
"Seattle." I replied.
The rest of Biology went by too fast. We spent the entire time talking, even when I accidentally knocked over the tray with the lizard guts in it on him. At least he forgave me. But then, all to soon, the bell rang. Had it really been an hour? It sure didn't fell like it. I was kind of sad that I had to leave; it was nice to talk to someone outside my family. I thought that, that is, until he wanted to walk to lunch with me.
"Hey, um, do you want to sit by me?" I asked as we got our lunch.
"Sure." He smiled. Who do you sit by?" He asked.
"I sit by my brothers and sisters. I don't really have very many friends. For some reason, people don't really seem to like me." I admitted embarrassed. I was trying to give him hints that he really didn't have to sit by me.
"Well, I like you." Of course, being the sophisticated vampire I am, I blushed. "By the way, how many brothers and sisters do you have?" He asked.
"I have two older brothers and older twin sisters." I replied."But I have to prepare you, though. Sam is kinda...different." We laughed.
We walked over to my table. I introduced Craig to everyone, and we sat down and started eating our lunches. But then, Sam, being Sam, reached over and slapped Craig in the face and said, "You ought to be ashamed of yourself!"
Craig gave me a questioning look.
"C'mon, let's move to a different table." I whispered to Craig.
We got up with our lunch trays and moved to the other side f the cafeteria to sit alone.
"I'm sorry," I said as I sat down. "You can go find somewhere else to sit; it'll give you a chance to make some friends." I said trying to convince him not to waste his time on me, because there is no way I would ever be in this guy's league; there was no doubt in my mind that I liked this guy already. But, I'll just have to stay friends, I mean, this could be my chance to have friends outside my family! I don't want to ruin this chance, by weirding him out.
He smiled and said, "I've already made a friend. Maybe you know her. Short. Blond. Pale. Kinda clumsy. Beautiful-" He had a look on his face that said, 'Oh-my-bejeezus, did I just say that out loud?' "So, why did your sister slap me in the face? All I did was eat a ham sandwich?" He asked, quickly changing the subject; oh-my-god-he-thinks-I'm-beautiful! Ah! I sound like Lila again!
Speaking of Lila, I heard her say 'Awww, that's sooo sweet!' I glanced over to her and she gave me a thumbs up and an encouraging smile. I rolled my eyes at her, sure that they and my nails were orange under my contacts and fake nails.
"She's a veg-head, animal rights, P.E.T.A.-obsessed va-girl." I replied. That did not just happen! I could've told a human, who I've only known for, like, an hour and a half, that I have a family of vampires!
I tried to act like I wasn't panicing inside from what I amost did. I pushed the thought out of my mind.
He laughed at what I said about Sam.
We talked and talked and talked and talked until, sadly, the bell rang.
"What class do you have next hour?" He asked as we walked out of the cafeteria.
"Gym. You?" I replied.
"Literature. What about last hour?" he said.
"Spanish."
"Trig."
"Oh, well I guess I'll see you later then.: I said kind of sadly.
He was silent for a moment.
"Um, you know... we got a-lot of Bio homework tonight. Maybe you could we could work on it at my place?" He asked.
This is not a date. This is not a date. This is not a date, I kept chanting in my head.
I glanced around, and saw Lila choke on her last bite of pizza when he asked that. Then, of course, being Lila, she smiled like and idiot, and winked at me. It took all of my will-power not to roll my eyes.
"Uh...s-sure" Oh, yeah, I'm real smooth. "I'd love to."
He smiled. God, his smile was almost as amazing as his eyes! "Okay. Cool. Meet me out in the parking lot by building three after school.
I smiled, like an idiot, of course. "Okay, See ya there." I said as I walked away, toward the hallway.
Then Lila ran up and stopped me, by putting her hands out like she's stopping traffic.
"Whaaaaat?" I whined.
"Annabeth Grace! I can't believe it! it's not fair! You just got a date with that guy! That really hawt guy! THAT REALLY REALLY HAWT GUY! And he didn't even give me a second glance when you introduced us! THAT HAS NEVER HAPPENED! I'M LOSING MY TOUCH! I-"
"Lila! Stop!" I said as I put my hand over her mouth. "There's nothing going on between him and me! We're just friends, and he probably wasn't staring at you because he didn't want to seem rude! You don't need to worry that there's a guy who doesn't have googley eyes over you! Besides, he couldn't like me; have you seen him?"
"Apparently you haven't seen him, Anny! HE has googley eyes over YOU. And, he wasn't staring at me because he was staring at you! ARE YOU THAT BLIND?" She screamed in my face.
I slapped her across the mouth and said, "Shut up! I don't want people to hear you running your mouth about something that isn't true!"
She just tsk-d three times like in the movies when someone's disappointed in you; I just rolled my eyes at her.
I looked back to her. "Look Lila, I've gotta go; I'm gonna be late for gym, and you're gonna be late for Calculous."
I walked out of the cafeteria without another word to my clearly blind sister. What was she talking about? A guy like Craig could never like me. I'm weird. I'm really not very pretty. I don't have ANY friends, other than my family. Oh, and the fact that I was a vampire could be part of the reason, too. This isn't a story, or a book, or a movie where vampires and humans just get swept up into a heartbreakingly wonderful romance. This was real life, where stuff like that didn't happen-to vampires, anyway. It could to witches, because they were the closest race to humans, though.
All this negative thinking was making me too sad, so I decided to push it to the back of my mind and keep on going to gym class.
I couldn't concentrate on dodgeball. I was usually pretty good at athletic stuff, and a master at dodgeball, but I couldn't get Lila's words out of my head. "HE has googley eyes over YOU." That one sentence wouldn't stop running through my brain.
Suddenly, I was on the ground, and my head felt like a vibrating guitar string. What happened? Oh, I got hit with a dodgeball. Oooooh THAT'S what happened. I was a little dizzy, because whoever hit me, hit me HARD. It took me a moment to get upright on my feet.
"Not your game today, huh, Montgomery?" Coach Samuels asked as I got up.
I sighed. " I guess not, Coach." I replied.
"You need any ice or anything?" He asked warily, looking me up and down. "Looks like you hit your head pretty hard."
I shook my head. " No, that's alright; I'm fine." I replied.
"Alright, you can go back into the game."
The rest of gym class went like that, and so did Spanish, but, thankfully, I didn't get hit in the head with dodgeballs! Then, FINALLY, the bell rang. Hallelujah! I don't think I've ever been more excited that school was over. And that scared the fricken bejeezus outta me. NO! I can't be excited because of him! I CAN'T! I do not like him. I do not like him. I do not like him. I chanted over and over in my head as I made my way to my locker to grab my Bio homework. Then I walked over to Lila's locker.
"Hey Barbie, tell Mom n' Dad I won't be home till later, kay?" I asked as I walked up next to her.
She turned toward me with a smug smile on her face. "Okay, I'll tell them about your date." Not only Lila just saying date, but also putting emphasis on the word made me mad.
"It's not a date!" I whined.
"What evuw you say, Anny-Beff." She replied sounding like a little kid.
I grimaced and walked out to the parking lot by Building B. My palms were sweating and I was excited. Too excited. And that scared the living hell outta me. I do not like him. I chanted in my head. I do not like him. I do not like him.
I kept chanting that in my head as I walked over to where he was standing, smiling, by an old blue pick-up truck.
I do not like him. I do not like him.
"Hi." I said and smiled.
I do not like him. I do not like him. I do not like him.
"Hey," He smiled in response. "So, are you ready for a ton of Biology homework?"
I do not like him. I do not like him. I do not like him.
"Yup, you?"
He nodded his head and said, "Okay, let's go."
I do not like him. I do not like him.
Then he brought his electric blue eyes down to mine.
I do not li-oh what am I saying?
We got into his truck.
Oh, whatever. I thought.
I think I love him.
Then we went speeding down the road towards the afternoon that changed the world of mythical creatures forever.