Ok sorry I kind of left my story hanging for a while, but I've been really busy because of end of year exams! I'm a bit nervous publishing my story because it's the first time I've really shared my writing with anyone as well, but hopefully people will read and enjoy.

Oh and I want to thank my friend India (alias Howl) for giving me the amazing idea of Howl being a vampire, and my friend Angie Asteraki for giving me writing techniques! (One day you will read her books, trust me)

So yer…..enjoy!

The breeze blew gently, whipping at her skirts and gently rustling her red gold hair. Sophie stood by the willow tree in a beautiful blue dress that suited her to perfection, as her green blue eyes looked lovingly up at him. He gazed down in reply, slowly slipping his arm into hers before elegantly leading her onwards in their little afternoon walk.

"Sophie, look beautiful today" he said softly, admiring her flowing hair and glowing cheeks.

"Why thank you kind sir, I have to say, you don't look too bad yourself" she replied cheekily, leaning in towards him. A playful smile appeared on his face, as he grabbed her and leaned closer and closer, nearing her lips before…

"Howwwllll?" a whiney voice said, snapping him out of the pleasant dream into a much less pleasant reality.

No reply.

"Howwwllll?" the voice whined, becoming insistent. Somewhere in the distance, Howl heard a hollow thump and footsteps padded towards him.

"I'm hungry Howl, when will you make breakfaaast". Before Howl could register what the voice had said, he received a brutal shake and jerked up in a hurry.

"Okay okay, Amber I'm awake! You can stop shaking me! I'll get you breakfast in a minute, just leave me in peace for a…." he flopped down drowsily, ignoring his young sister. "Anyway, why can't you make your own breakfast? That's what women are made for" he added, secretly smiling as his sister gaped at the injustice of this.

"That's rubbish! You're just sexist and mean. Just because YOU can't cook to save your life doesn't mean you can pick on me!" she said, stamping her foot and glared down at Howl.

"That's what you get for trying to wake me up, little pip squeak" his muffled voiced said, amused at the nickname he gave her. Anyway, did Amber really think she could wake up Howl Jenkins just like that? No chance.

"Don't call me that! Or I'll call you…..call you…..umm…BLONDIE!" she triumphed, sticking her tongue out at Howl. He burst out laughing and stood up, towering over Amber.

"Don't worry little sister; you'll think of something someday that will match my greatness". Smiling sweetly, he patted Amber on the head and walked into the bathroom, leaving her sullenly standing in the middle of the floor. "I'm having bath!" he added "Go and play with your toys or something while I get ready, and then I'll make breakfast".

At those words, a mischievous smile washed over Amber's face, as she stared sweetly into space.

"Of course dear brother! I'll wait like an angel!" she lisped, turning around and skipping upstairs.

Out of sight, the angelic face changed into a devilish grin. Rubbing her hands together, Amber sneakily glanced over at the gushing noise of water.

"All I have to do is sit back, and watch the circus begin….."

A wistful smile formed on Howl's lips, recalling the lovely memories of him and his sister playing together, annoying each other, of him complaining about her being agrivating all the time...oh if he could turn back the clock, he would never have complained about having that time with his sister.

Howl thought he had all the time in the world

That was before this happened.

A tear slipped down Howl's face, picturing what happened next on that cheerfull day...