Chapter Two

" I was a vampire! The only problem was I could see myself in a mirror, but it was so cool watching my fangs grow!" I said excitedly to one of few close friends I had. She just watched me, a bored look in her black eyes.

" Anything else interesting happen in said dream?" she asked monotonously. I just sighed.

" You always ruin my fun..." I muttered, pouting slightly. A small, wicked smile crept across the girl's pale lips in response, earning an evil glare from me.

In case you're wondering, this would be my friend Deo. No, that's not her real name. It's a nickname. Duh. Now, how you get 'Deo' from her real name is beyond me, but whatever.

Anyway, this little event happened about two or three weekends before school started.

And if you still hadn't caught on, I was telling Deo about a dream I had. A wonderful dream that had teased me miserably.

" You're such a fan-girl Kitty." Deo teased, " Why don't you make your own 'Vampire' club?"

" What? And have sixty-million disbelievers at my throat? Sorry, but the only thing I want at my neck is a-"

" -Is a vampire. I know." Deo shook her head and flopped back onto my king sized bed, which was actually just two twin sized beds pushed together.

My family had moved in with my grandmother and rented out our home for financial reasons. So now my room went from closet space to triple-that-holy-smokes-this-is-big.

Yeah. Really.

Wall to wall furniture and I STILL have room!

Moving on. Back to the original subject.

Shrugging and smiling in pleasure, I crouched in front of my bookshelf to put away one of my many books. The top shelf consisted of your normal literature books, while the second, third and fourth consisted of my comic books, movies, and magazines, in that order. Three stuffed dolls sat next to my movies on the third shelf, keeping them from falling over.

Deo watched through half-lidded eyes for a moment, before throwing a pillow at me, hitting me square in the back of the head. I jumped and nearly fell over, before straightening up and turning, an evil gleam in my eyes. Deo know exactly what I was planning to do and opened her mouth to say something when I pounced on the bed and started tickling her mercilessly.

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I was sitting at a baby grand piano, my fingers flying across the keys, the notes memorized in my head perfectly....well, in my imagination, anyway.

Really, I'm in my mother's car, riding to the supermarket (what's so super about it? Unless you like crowds and screaming children.)

I hated shopping and yet, there I was, riding to the market, MP3 player on full blast, listening to good old classical piano.

I had no idea what the name of the song was, but I liked it anyway.

Noticing that we were in the parking lot of said store, I turned the volume down, just enough so that I could hear everyone, but still be able to listen to my music.

After playing ring-around-the-parking-lot, we finally found a spot and whipped in. I'm quite literal with that, being as my mother drives like a bat out of hell.

Into the store we went-and off to the book section went I.

I hated crowds almost as much as I hated studying. In fact worse.

So, as to escape them, I usually went to either the book section of a store or to the electronics.

While wandering around aimlessly for a few minutes, I found what I had been looking for.

The fourth book to the series Vampire Kisses.

Suppressing my squeals of complete and utter joy, I snatched the book up, hugging onto it for dear life, as I scanned for anything else interesting. Other than another series I planned on getting next, there was nothing worth looking at.

Until something caught my eye.

Or rather, someone.