Disclaimer Stephanie Meyer owns everything I own a few characters in this myself. This is my first story so enjoy.

Chapter Three

I walked into the bathroom and start up the water of the shower and go to my dresser to get out my clothes for the day. I put them on my bed and went back into the bathroom. I get into the shower and let the hot water run over me I'm not used to the cold yet the warmth feels good...I grab my organic mango shampoo and start to wash my hair. Working it into my hair I close my eyes and the nightmare comes back into my memory. I close my eyes tighter and work to push the thought back out of my head. I don't want to remember. I decide to think about my car trip today and I get to drive. I rinse the shampoo out of my hair and grab my special organic coconut conditioner and put it onto my hair working it in. I grab my rose body wash and start washing my body as I wait for the conditioner to soak in. I love roses. I love how it makes my skin to smell faintly like a rose after I wash with it. I rinse my hair and rinse off my body and turn off the water.

I open the shower door and grab my towels one for my hair the other for my body. I wrap my hair up first then dry off my body. I wrap the towel around me and go to get dressed.

I grab my and cherry swing halter dress it's black and has cherries all over it it's tight around my waist and flows out. It goes down to my mid calf. And my cherry red flats and put them on. I look in the mirror and put on my red lipstick and eye liner and clasp on my bite me necklace. I'm not much for make up but this is going to be a special day.

I spray on my rose water and let my hair down. I don't like perfume it's too strong and the rose water reminds me of my grandmother. I blow my hair and brush it into a tight pony tail. Instead of my bat glasses I'm going to wear my fifties inspired pink rhinestone cateye sun glasses they are light pink and have rhinestones on the sides. I'm in a retro mood today. I would never go to school this decked out but I secretly love to doll myself up. I love how most of the clothes in the fifties were designed. They were made to flatter a woman.

I take a spin in front of the mirror and can see myself in another time. I decide to grab my black cardigan in case it gets to chilly on our trip.

I'm start making my way downstairs when the doorbell rings "Mary you have a package" my grandmother called to me.

"Who is it from?" I ask

"It says no name sweetheart open it up and see." My grandmother replies and hands me the long tube.

I open it up and there is a note in it

To My Dearest daughter

I know you lost your poster like this in the hurricane so I thought it would be a good addition to your room. I hope you remember me and how much I love you when you look at it.

Love always and miss you already

DAD

Tears came to my eyes as I pulled open the scroll. It was a blast from the past my bite me poster that matched my necklace. It has a mouth with blood on the fangs and above the mouth says bite me and underneath the mouth says please.

I have no idea how my father found another poster but I'm glad he did. I know my mother had nothing to do with my gift she hates my obsessions especially the vampires. She says it's unhealthy to obsess over something that doesn't even exist. I think her opinion is bullshit. I mean kids believe in the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus those are as make believe as my vampires.

I mean it's not like I'm going to the dentist to have my teeth sharpened or only go out at night. I don't want to drink blood I mean eww. I would never want to be a vampire not that I ever could be because well I can't jump into my books. I just think that they are a cool idea. There are so many books out there with so many different versions of vampires. It puts me in a fantasy world where love never dies, the guy always gets the girl, and is strong enough to protect her from the bad guys and they have timeless flawless beauty. Well some of them do. I guess it depends on what you are reading what is so unhealthy about that?

"Can we go to Bed Bath and Beyond today grandma?"

"Of course dear why don't you go put that up in your room and then come down and get yourself some breakfast before we go" my grandmother replied.

I ran up the steps and put the poster on my bed grabbed my purse from on top of the desk and closed my door. I ran down the steps and I enter the kitchen."I'm just going to have juice grandma I want to get going."

"What's with the attire Mary" my grandfather asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh John leave her alone you look wonderful dear" my grandmother replied.

I've always liked my grandmother I know where my dad gets his compassion from. She is one of the most accepting sweetest women I know. I only ever got to them when they would come for Christmas every year but I always looked forward to seeing them. I'm glad that I get to spend two years here.

Even though I'll miss my parents I needed an escape from the destruction of people's homes and lives after the storm. It was so sad to see. So many people lost so much. Thankfully we had inherited the house we lived in from my grandmother it was fully paid for and we had flood insurance. We were one of the lucky ones.

"Mary dear are you ready to go? Mary are you listening?"

Sorry grandma yeah I'm ready to go I guess I got lost in thought. Can we take my car?

"We are taking two cars Mary in case we need the room your grandfather is going to take the lead.

"Let's go. And yes you can drive" my grandfather said smiling as he led us out the door.

I get into my car it's my first time behind the wheel of my own car. I grab one of my cds out of its case I want to choose Sublime but I doubt that my grandmother would approve. I looking through the cds as a knock on my window startled me. I roll down my window and I see a guy smiling at me

"Hi I'm Mike I live next door I'm the one who's going to be your slave for the weekend". He has an awesome smile and bright blue eyes he's not bad looking but not really my type but I could use a friend."Hi I'm Mary nice to meet you"."What do you mean you're my slave for the weekend I ask smiling?"Well um I'm helping paint your room right" he was looking at my hairline instead of my eyes and he was stumbling over his words it was kind of cute."Oh you're the one helping all my grandparents said was the neighbor was helping. I knew that he was the one helping but I was having fun making him suffer a little. Well we are on the way to Port Angles to do some shopping for my room. We should be home in a few hours.

"Oh Michael hello how are you dear?" my grandmother asked him."I'm good I was just introducing myself to Mary."I guess I will get going now" Mike replied. As he started to walk away my grandmother turned to him and said "well Mike why don't you come with us you could ride with Mary". My jaw dropped grandma he probably doesn't want to come with us most guys don't like shopping. I was hoping I was right "I don't mind coming along for the ride if Mary doesn't mind" he looked at me with puppy dog eyes oh fine you can come with us I said laughing had to give him an A for effort."Wonderful I'll ride with Mary's grandfather and you two can follow" my grandmother said walking to my grandfather's car. Well I guess I should have seen that coming but it shocked me I was going to be stuck in the car with a guy I don't even know for at least an hour. Mike got into the passenger side door and buckled his seat belt. I grabbed my sublime cd and put it into the radio as I turned the car ignition. I followed my grandparents out of the driveway to make our way to Port Angeles.