A/N: As said, I own nothing but OCs and ideas.

Over the past sixteen years, Selena had grown into quite the teenager. She looked like Amy, her biological mother, in every respect except her eyes, which were pure black. Her hair was dark brown and had tints of black in it and some dark caramel. Her skin wasn't exactly tanned entirely, but it wasn't pale either. Her black eyes actually scared a few people. She wasn't tall, but she did love wearing pretty high boots.

The only guy she didn't seem to creep out was a boy named David Tessmore. He was like her in several aspects, just a little smarter maybe. His hair was jet black and his eyes a light shade of brown. Like her, he wasn't completely tanned, but not pale either. Everywhere Selena saw him he was writing something. He was a true writer, a poet, a novelist.

They had been best friends their whole lives so it seemed and that wasn't about to change. In fact, a lot of people were wondering why they weren't dating. Selena always told those people that she wasn't ready for a relationship and David told them that it would've been awkward. But how he didn't entirely know. It just didn't seem right to either of them, like they weren't meant to be for some odd reason. But they hardly ever worried over such matters. They were the best of friends and would remain that way as long as they felt was necessary.

"Selena!"

As always, David was outside the school there waiting for her, notebook and pen in hand. Selena smiled.

"What's up Shakespeare?"

David laughed. She had always called him that, since he was always writing all the time.

"Nothing much. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day-"

"David, I thought we went over this. I don't speak Shakespeare. But no, you won't".

"Sorry, couldn't resist".

Selena playfully punched his arm. "Hey, it's fine. I know you too well".

David smiled. "Yeah…and I know you".

"Bull…"

"We've been friends our whole lives, Selena, c'mon now".

"Alright fine, I guess you do".

David gave her a dark, skeptical look. "Really, Selena? Really?"

"What?"

"You guess?"

She rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine. You know me".

He smiled again smugly. "I knew I'd win that time".

"Yeah, yeah shut up".

They both walked into the school, not worrying about the day or what it would bring. That was the one thing about school they had in common: They both took it as it came. She hated school, he loved it. Just as they were walking down the halls, a group of popular girls, led by Jessica Moor got in their way.

"Well look who it is? The two destined love birds, I can already tell by looking at you. I mean, it's perfect. The freak who hangs out alone in graveyards and the poet who keeps to himself. What are you like, emo or something?"

"Watch it, Jess or I swear to god that pretty little head of yours is going to be at a very odd angle" Selena warned.

"Are you sure you even have the strength to do that, necrophiliac?"

"OH THAT'S IT!" Selena charged for Jessica, but David stopped her.

"She's not a necrophiliac, I assure you. Graveyards just happen to be one of the best places a person can go to for focus. I go there sometimes for inspiration" David explained.

"Yeah…definitely emo. Keep your corpse fucking girlfriend away from me…and I think everyone else. She might give them a disease".

Selena didn't know what came over her. Her mouth began to hurt as her canine teeth grew into sharp fangs and she pulled out of David's hold and attacked Jessica, biting her fast and hard wherever she could.

"GET OFF ME!" Jessica screamed.

It took two SRO officers to get Selena off of Jessica. By that time, her anger had actually faded and replaced with an unknown anxiety. Selena was practically gasping for air with all the excitement of it all.

"Miss Mortel you have a lot of explaining to do" the principal demanded answers.

"Look, I don't know why this is all happening. She called me a necrophiliac all because my dad was a frikkin' grave digger!" Selena told him.

"Selena-"

"And you're gonna let her get away with it?! I don't think so! She needs to be punished because she provoked it!"

"Miss Mortel that is not our problem. You threw the first punch. I have no choice but to suspend you".

"WHAT?! And she gets off scratch free?! How much sense does that make?!".

"Miss Mortel you're not making this any easier".

"Who says this was ever easy?! You don't know what it's like to be me, to be constantly tormented by that she-devil. You can even ask David, he'll tell you the truth!"

"Out! We are done here…suspension for a week!"

Selena picked up her bag and walked out…more like marched out. This was not going to be too well.

A/N: Well, what'd you think? I hope you liked it. See ya next chapter.