A/N: I didn't receive a lot of reviews on the preface for this story. I would of thought you guys would have liked it since its Eli/Clare and all. But maybe with time you all with like it since its taking me time to think this whole vampire process through. So please enjoy the first official chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or the concepts of Vampires.

PS: The preface from last chapter happens in the middle of this story, so the first chapter will be before any of that had happen. Also, Clare is very OOC in this story. Just a fair warning.

"Eli? Baby boy?" A middle aged woman asked from the doorway of her son's dark room. Her long blond hair was pulled up into a messy bun on the back of her head, some healthy and beautiful strands of her hair had fallen out and was cascading her heart shaped face that anyone stop to stare at the woman if she were on the streets. Her large green eyes shining with worry as she saw her baby boy Eli across the room at his window. Something he usually does to clear his foggy mind.

"What." Eli growled from his position from in front of the large bay window in his new home. He wasn't particularly fond of moving areas in Canada every five years. Usually the new area had new smells and at times it was difficult for him to keep his incisors from ripping through his gums and his mouth to go straight for someones' jugular.

"Are you feeling well? Would you want blood to drink to calm your ner-" The woman asked, but was quickly cut off by her son's dark and slightly annoyed voice sneering,

"I'm not Imogen. I don't need blood to keep me from having a panic attack."

"You need medication though." Eli heard Fiona say through her thoughts in the room next to his. He snarled at her rude words she always said countless times. Joking that Eli needed medication to keep his mood swings under control since they were more out of control than sex hormones. He had nearly ripped her throat out by that comment if their caretakers had not pulled them apart and Imogen's cries had not made them feel guilty.

"Fiona." The woman called out in an authoritative tone having heard Fiona's rude remark. The woman was not one to stand there and listen to any of her other children ridicule her baby boy. Although it was usually Fiona saying the snide remarks to Eli since she had joined the family thirty years ago, Imogen was the quieter one who painted during her free time. That or read by herself in her room while listening to Bon Iver or Radiohead.

"Sorry." Fiona mumbled under her breath, it was loud enough for them to understand, even if they had been outside and Fiona was inside mumbling heartless apologies they would still hear the garbage radiating from her red lips.

"Just come downstairs and have a glass with me and your father, Eli. Your eyes are starting to get a red rim around the pupil. Its best to drink up tonight and not have to go through your first day at school tomorrow in a sour mood." The woman said gently as she took a hesitating step in her son's new bedroom. Recognizing the numerous posters lining his walls, such as the Deadhand or My Chemical Romance. His room was already tidier than Fiona and Imogen's rooms combined seeing as Eli had to have everything in its place or it wouldn't be a pretty sight for everyone to see.

"He's always in a sour mood." Fiona thought - more to herself - than to everyone else in the household who could hear her. Fiona's thoughts were followed by a "shit" as she realized her mistake. Imogen's giggles were heard from her room down the hall and everyone could hear

the woman's husband and Eli's father say,

"Goddamn kids." under his breath which broke the tension as Fiona and Imogen's laughter was in unison down the hall. Even the woman was chuckling at her husband's snide comment, she snuck a peek at her son who had the hint of a smile on his face, but the woman wasn't sure since his back was still faced to her.
"How about it, baby boy? You can have a glass of your favorite too. A positive. Your father picked up some bags from the blood bank." The woman said with a happy voice, thinking the news of Eli's favorite type in the household would perk him up from his obvious low day.

"You mean stole from the blood bank, Cece." Fiona corrected her adoptive mother from Imogen's room through her thoughts and Eli felt a smile tug at his lips as he heard Fiona, Imogen and Cece's chortles reverberated through the house as his father mumbled angrily that taking blood bags from a secured blood bank isn't as easy as it sounds.

"C'mon, baby boy." Cece murmured with the happiness laced in her gentle voice as she gently grabbed her son's ice cold arm and turned him around to see the small smile on his lips which brought her even greater happiness from seeing his beautiful smile she wished he used more often.

"Sure. I am feeling a bit thirsty anyway." Eli admitted as pulled his lips back to show his incisors which had ripped through his gums and were shining in the dim light of the room as he hissed to add a cliche effect. If a mundane had entered the room, they would have ran as far as their weak legs would take them upon seeing Eli's teeth.

"Put those away." Cece chastised, but with a silly grin on her face seeing her son brighten up a bit. Eli rolled his darker green eyes and in a second his sharp incisors were back inside his healed gums. It was as if he hadn't forced them out of his gums to begin with.
Cece threw her arm around Eli and guided him out of the room, she shut his bedroom door and as they passed by the family pictures on the walls or old mementos from the 1800's and 1900's that Cece and her husband had collected, she heard a very known voice think,

"Sorry." With true sorrow and meaning behind her thought. Cece looked down at her son who had a smirk across his pale face as he thought,

"All is forgiven, Fifi."

(...)

The heavy rain beat against the roof of the high school with a angry beat. Nothing upbeat about the rain, it simply annoyed teachers and students as they tried to focus in their class. But no one could seemingly concentrate in the English class taught by Ms. Dawes with the rain splattering against the windows and claps of thunders sounding over their heads. As Ms. Dawes continued on about the importance of using correct grammar on simple notes and letters, that everyone would all have better grammar and how colleges liked to see correct grammar used by seventeen and eighteen year olds applying for the fall.

But Ms. Dawes' words were the last on the fifteen year old sitting by the window of the classroom. She scowled as she looked out at the rain beating angrily at the window, almost as if the rain desired to beat against her furiously. The fifteen year old groaned and crossed her arms across her busty chest and sighed. She hated the rain, the rain drove her crazy. This was one of the many reasons she detested Canada, sure it was beautiful if you were in the Mountains, but the claps of thunder and beating of rain was a huge dislike on the girls' list.

As the fifteen year old girl continued to scowl at the rain and pay no attention to the teacher or to her peers surrounding her, she didn't hear her two best friends who sat in the back of the class together begin talking about her.

"What's Clare's problem?" The fifteen year old blond asked as she ran her hand over her summer tanned skin. She had been able to fly to California for summer break with her brother and was loving her pretty skin she had accumulated from weeks of tanning. The blond girl looked over at her best friend who had naturally tan skin, huge brown eyes and the longest black, silky hair any one in this school would kill for.

"You know how she gets, Jenna. She hates the rain and bitches about it until it stops." The tanned girl said as she pulled a nail file out of her white purse and began shaping her nails out of boredom. But from any one's perspective they would see that the girls' nails were perfectly fine.

"I guess you're right, Alli." Jenna replied, she wasn't sure what to say to Alli most of the time who usually spoke and never left it open ended to continue a conversation. Therefore, Jenna usually kept quiet unless her less than average brain took complete control of herself. Jenna had gotten the nickname, "Air Head" from her ex boyfriend, KC Guthrie who described her as being like the Air Head candy. Wrapped up in a neat packaging, tends to make sticky situations and definitely tastes good. Jenna hasn't been able to ditch the nickname since.

Jenna began to watch Ms. Dawes ramble on about run on sentences which Jenna had no idea what they were when she and the class besides Clare averted their attention to the classroom door opening and soon walked through two completely gorgeous students that took a hold of Jenna's attention.

"Yes? Can I help you two?" Ms. Dawes asked the two, she too in awe by their beauty which she hadn't seen gracing the halls of Degrassi.. ever. It was a boy and a girl, both unknown to Degrassi students until now. Girls murmured on about how they wished they had pretty brown eyes like the girls' and how they desperately want her beautiful hair which was twisted up into two pigtails on the back of her head. The girl smiled at everyone with a cheerful giggle and elbowed the boy in the ribs who was scanning the room, listening in on every one's thoughts.

"Ugh, that's no fair! That girl is fucking gorgeous!"

"What a scrawny dude. But that girl next to him isn't so bad if she'd stop smiling.."

"Ooh, talk about new school hotties!"

"Not a bad sight for sore eyes."
"Holy crap. I need to get Alli's attention about them! Oh wait, she's already staring at them. Oops."

"I hate rain."

The last thought had caused the boy to shut off all other thoughts and avert his gaze to where he had heard the thoughts to begin with. It came from a girl around the age of fifteen sitting by the window, staring the rain down as if it would magically stop pouring. Her attention not even on himself or his sister which had caused him to speculate about this girl and how she looked as well..

"Eli! That's his name! He's my younger brother!" The girl squealed happily as she threw her arms around Eli and hugged him tightly which caused Eli to tense up to his sisters' touch. He was use to her touch, but still any contact with anyone other than his parents put him on edge. He had come to the conclusion that his hunters instinct gave him that feeling of awareness.

"Y-Yeah. Let go, Imogen." Eli said lowly as he heard awes and giggles erupt from the room upon seeing Imogen be so sweet to Eli. He quickly unwound her arms from around his stomach and averted his attention to the girl by the window when he heard her think,

"Great, new students. Just another school sanction event if two new kids show up."

Eli rolled his eyes at hearing the girls' idiotic thoughts, this usually happened at every school him, Imogen and Fiona would start attending. People - mostly girls took interest in all of them for a good week before they scampered off to the new buzz around the school. But then Eli saw her face, her round shaped face.. her button nose.. her shoulder length straight brown hair, she even had a black streak through her bangs which hung over her eyes. Her eyes. Those eyes could have belonged to someone of his kind seeing at how deep blue they were. Humans like herself aren't born with that shade of blue eyes, but when Eli focused his sense of smell on the girls' scent he wasn't prepared to be hit with such a mouth watering smell. She was certainly human with that smell, the farthest thing from his kind.

"Well, Eli and Imogen. Please take a seat and I shall resume with my lesson." Ms. Dawes told after she cleared her throat and turned her back to begin writing on the whiteboard, showing an example of a run on sentence that both Eli and Imogen had seen plenty of times in their lives.

Imogen quickly took a seat in the front of the class, the last remaining seat next to her which made Eli mentally groan at the thought of having to sit next to his sister for forty five minutes every morning. He smoothly slipped into the desk and folded his hands on his desk as he sighed heavily as he looked around the classroom.

Numerous faces that all resembled one huge high school monster. That was how Eli saw it, all the kids from high school all make a huge high school monster. This includes cliques ranging from tool jocks and gamers. Every single person in this high school were built together to make a monster that ruined eachother inside the main control room for four years until a new batch of kids come in and the cycle starts again.

All high school was, was a vicious circle. He's had to have taken high school well over twenty times by now. He went through it in the 60's, 70's, 80's and even the horrendous 90's where sweaters were cool and spiked hair had been the "thing" all guys had. But even now in year 2011, Eli had been through high school enough times to see the same people. All fawning over him and his sisters, all except one person.

And she was sitting by the window, bitching about the goddamn rain in her mind.

(...)

The lunch room was buzzing with conversation once the clock read twelve o' clock. Students talked about classes, teachers, people, relationships and some even mentioned Eli, Imogen and Fiona who were sitting at a table the farthest from the commotion high school usually caused. Eli wished he could turn his ability to think permanently off so he wouldn't have to hear a brunette football jock named KC think about motor boating a dark skinned cheerleader named Marisol. Or having to hear a red head Holly J think about which she liked more, Yale or a boy named Sav. The thoughts were running around his mind at a thousand miles per hour, he was sure if he was a human he'd by on the floor from a dizzy spell.

"I wish I could turn off my thoughts too so I won't listen to your complaining." Fiona mumbled under her breath as she rubbed the bridge of her long, hooked nose. Her blue eyes met with Eli's green ones and he wondered if she'd apologized for being rude like she had done last night, but that didn't seem to be on Fiona's agenda as she pulled a dark bottle from her purse which contained AB positive blood which Eli and Imogen could both smell once the cap was off the bottle and Fiona took a large swig. Moaning as the taste slithered down her long throat, the blood wasn't warm like she usually liked it, but cold blood would have to do as she was getting use to the different smells from the area of the cafeteria and wouldn't like to be expelled on her first day of her grade twelve year for biting kids necks and ripping their jugulars out.

"I'd love for you to get expelled for ripping out a grade nine's jugular." Eli seethed as he leaned into his palm and gave Fiona a cocky smirk that made her crush her dark bottle concealing the AB positive blood. She had squeezed it so hard that some blood spilled on the side and onto the table, but in a swift second it was taken care of by Imogen who had cleaned the mess as she sat by and watched Fiona thank her and then turn to face Eli and say,

"I' d love to rip your jugular out." Fiona sneered and Eli growled at Fiona's statement, he hated whenever she teased him so easily. He knew that if he teased Fiona, she'd blow a gasket and make a scene for being teased. But teasing him was a different topic.

Eli was about to retort a remark that rhymed with the word itch, when the scent that had hit him like a ton of bricks in English wavered towards himself and his siblings, who were obviously taken a back from it.

"Whew, talk about a scent! I haven't smelled a human so strong since that one boy in the 80's." Fiona exclaimed as she quickly brought her dark bottle to her lips to chug down the blood, anything to keep her from possible fantasies of ripping out a girls' jugular in the cafeteria.

The girl who Eli had seen in English was now approaching his table with two girls trailing behind her, he had seen the two girls briefly in the back of the classroom before he had to take his seat in the front row. The tanned girl had a extremely bored look on her face as she was staring down at her Blackberry, possibly texting someone. The blond had a stupid smile plastered on her face which made Eli wonder how someone could smile for so long without feeling pain.. or moronic.

The girls approached the table and the first to speak was the one Eli had seen thinking about the rain. Her bright blue eyes were locked on them, almost in a quick trance by their beauty like everyone else in the school had been when they walked down the halls between classes. But her trance was gone in a flash as she gave off a small smile on her plump pink lips, brushing her long black bangs away from her blue eyes as she said,

"Hi, I'm Clare."

Eli and Fiona didn't even bother to look her way as she introduced herself, her scent was so strong that Fiona kept her lips to her dark bottle to keep herself from thinking of the girls' - Clare's blood.

"Don't talk to us." Eli and Fiona said in a sneering unison. Maybe the girl would take a hint and take her friends and leave them be. Or maybe they'd be scared away by the tone Eli and Fiona had produced. But Eli was convinced otherwise when he saw Clare roll her eyes and the tanned girl sigh annoyingly as she pulled her Blackberry out again and said,

"See? I told you so, Clare. They're new and don't wanna talk to anyone." The tanned girl said as she began to text rapidly on her Blackberry. The sound of her nails hitting the keyboard put Eli on edge as he grabbed onto the table, in one swift moment he could have this table in pieces by his strength, but he'd rather not get in trouble for breaking tables in front of human girls. Who were likely to scream and yelp until Eli's eardrums bled.

"Guys! Where are your manners! Hi, I'm their sister. Imogen. The curly haired girl is Fiona and this one with headphones around his neck is Eli." Imogen introduced happily as she leaped out of her chair and held her hand out to Clare who quickly shook it. But Eli didn't miss the thought running through Imogen's mind once holding Clare's hand briefly.

"Such.. warm hands. Warm hands.. warm blood. Blood.. Warm.. Blood."

Eli cleared his throat to stop Imogen's thoughts from taking control of her actions. That and her words about Clare's warm blood made Eli long for A positive blood, wishing he had brought some along like Fiona had done. He noticed from the corner of his eye to see her suckling on the blood like it would save her life.

"Hi, I'm Clare." Clare repeated as she gave Imogen a warm smile which Imogen mirrored the best she could despite her thoughts running a muck in the back of her mind. "And these are my best friends. That's Alli." Clare introduced as she gestured to Alli being the tan one who mumbled a "hey" and was back to texting on her Blackberry. "And this is Jenna." Clare gestured to the blond who smiled brightly and waved her hand happily. She seemed like the kind of bubbly person Eli and Fiona didn't prefer to be around. It usually gave Fiona thoughts of ripping off her pretty blond head so they could no long hear her bubbliness.

"Wow! Your eyes are so pretty!" Jenna exclaimed as she inspected Imogen's eye with her weak human eye. Jenna wouldn't be able to see the faint outline of red around the pupil, all Jenna could see was the deep chocolate brown her eyes gave off in the dim cafeteria light.

The excited statement tore Alli away from her Blackberry as she too inspected Imogen's eyes and was surprised to see such a pretty shade of brown on someone. She stuffed her phone inside her purse and gave off a half smile as she said,
"Woah, they are! I wish my dull brown eyes looked like that! Do you wear contacts?" Alli asked as her mind continued to wonder how someone could have such a pretty eye color when she was stuck with a muddy brown.

"Oh no." Imogen said with a giggle as she crossed her arms over her chest and smiled. "This is my real eye color, but thanks for the compliment. Much appreciated." Imogen thanked with another smile plastered on her face. She could easily pass for a human to Eli and Fiona, but when they smell her blood, they'd know that steel blood belongs to their kind.

"Kind of like Clare's eye color! Her eyes are super blue! Doesn't even seem real!" Jenna exclaimed as she pointed to Clare's blue orbs. Fiona took a quick glance at Clare's eyes to see that they resembled greatly to her own, only that Fiona's had a darker tint and a unseen red rim around the pupil despite all the blood she was consuming. Clare could easily pass for their own, only if she didn't have such a mouth watering scent.

Clare ducked her head shyly and blushed at Jenna pointing out her eyes. She didn't like whenever someone said her eyes seemed unreal or seemed too fake to be true. Her eyes were real. Sure she had laser eye surgery to fix her horrible vision, but it hadn't change her eye color like Jenna thinks had happened. Obviously Jenna was as idiotic and oblivious as her air head nickname thinks.

"Your eyes are pretty too, Eli and Fiona. Reminds me of Jake." Clare said absent mindedly as she saw Fiona's dark blue eyes peak over the dark bottle Fiona was sipping from. But when Clare mentioned Jake, Eli turned his face to Clare and she noticed how dark his green eyes were. She rarely ever saw someone with green eyes around Degrassi, usually people had brown or blue eyes, but Eli had the prettiest shade of green she'd ever seen in her fifteen years of life. Then her eyes wondered down to Eli's arm which had an unusual tattoo on the inside of his wrist, it was a circle that had Chinese symbols inside it, she didn't know what they had meant. She also noticed that Fiona had one on her shoulder blade, the same symbols and Imogen's symbol was on the top of her foot. The symbols baffled Clare, but her thoughts were interrupted by Eli's words.

"Who's Jake?" Eli asked with a thoughtful look on his face. He hoped it wasn't the Jake he was thinking it was, the one who had a cockier attitude than he had, the one who often found himself better than anybody else.

"Oh my God! He's like this really super hot guy! He's in grade eleven and flirts with Clare all the time! He totally likes her!" Jenna exclaimed in a shrieking tone as she had a moronic smile on her summer tanned face. Alli nodded in agreement about Jake being super hot and flirting with Clare a lot. She had never seen a guy so into Clare ever, seeing as Clare was one to stay away from boy troubles. But then Jake had came to Degrassi and was someone Clare had known since she was six. They had reconnected immediately and Alli had been watching as he's been falling for Clare the entire time, Clare of course not returning the feelings.

Clare rolled her eyes at her best friends rambling about Jake and his absurd crush on her. She looked over at Eli and Fiona to see that they were back to ignoring the three girls and had their attention on the silver cafeteria table.

"Well, we better get going to our next class. It was nice meeting you guys." Clare said with small smile as she looked at Imogen who gave her a broad smile and said,

"You too. See you guys around!"

Clare's eyes scanned Eli and Fiona, wondering if they'll give her any response seeing as they've been quiet since she approached with Alli and Jenna, but all Clare heard from the two were,

"Sure."
"Whatever."

(...)

"But I love you, Ari."

"I know you do, Clara. But we simply can't be together."

"Why not! I'll give you my everything! My house, my car, my virginity! Please let us stay together!"

"I don't want your mundane things, Clara. You know I want you, but I can't. Not with Jack longing for you as well."

"Screw, Jack! Ari, all I want is you! You're the love of my life and one day we'll be married and have children! You're my soulmate!"

The two embrace and kiss passionately and soon the credits roll, listing Lily Collins as Clara Edwins and Logan Lerman as Ari Silverworthy.

"Aw! That had such a cute ending!" Jenna exclaimed as she dabbed her eyes with a tissue. She sat on Clare's couch with Alli next to her, both in their boy shorts and shirts that say "I know you want me." which they had bought as a joke at Victoria's Secret.

"It was whatever. I still think The Notebook tops this movie." Alli said as she pulled her phone out and began texting quickly seeing as she was forbidden to text during the movie by Jenna's orders.

"I just can't believe you girls dragged me to a chick flick." Said a boy who was sitting on the couch in a red flannel, ripped up blue jeans and old converse shoes. His sandy blond hair was spiked at the front and his dark hazel eyes shone in the light of the television screen rolling the irrelevant credits.

"It wasn't a chick flick, Jake! It's called a romance movie!" Jenna exclaimed tearfully as she continued to dab her eyes with the used tissue, she grabbed the movie box and began looking at the two main characters Ari and Clara on the cover with a happy smile on her face.

Clare, who was on the floor of her living room, dressed in a baggy shirt that said Speak Now Or Forever Hold Your Peace and on the back said, Taylor Swift, Speak Now Tour 2011 and in the same boy shorts Alli and Jenna were wearing as well had rolled her eyes at Jake's comment. Jake who was sitting directly behind her, couldn't help but stare at her curvy milky white thighs that occasionally moved during the movie as Clare switched positions. Or when the Taylor Swift shirts draped down her shoulder and showed no sign of a bra strap had Jake's mind reeling of what her breasts looked like underneath that concert t-shirt.

"And we didn't drag you here. We all know you came here to see Clare." Alli said with a flirty smile on her lips as she dropped her Blackberry in her purse and looked over at Jake who had a nervous look on his face.

"I like her only as a friend.. That's it.." Jake said nervously as he placed a hand on the back of his neck as he wiped away the sweat beads appearing.

"You need to stop lying to yourself, Jake!" Jenna squealed and Alli joined in as they mumbled about all the times they've seen Jake stare at Clare as if she was the most beautiful girl on the planet. Clare herself was scowling at her best friends making Jake feel uncomfortable whenever they brought up his silly crush on her. She had told them not to do this and they immediately do this the moment the movie is over.

"You guys, leave him alone and pick out another movie to watch. My mom won't be home until late tonight." Clare told Alli and Jenna. Clare's mother, Helen always worked odd hours along with Clare's father. Clare wasn't stupid, she knew her parents were on the verge of a divorce and worked all kinds of hours to stay away from eachother, but they didn't realize that them working these odd hours pulled them apart from their daughter who had began to rebel after she got tired if her parents bickering about when Clare's older sister Darcy was coming home. Neither of them cared about Clare's black streak in her hair and her hair which was dyed brown, so Clare had kept that and risque clothing she wore on awful days in hopes of annoying her parents.

"Its alright. I need to get going anyway, my dad will wonder why I'm out so late." Jake said as he rose from the couch and began to head for the front door down the hall, but Clare scampered to her feet and nearly slipped in her pink socks as she approached Jake and said,

"Let me walk you out."

Jake nodded at Clare's proposal and smiled as they began heading down the hall, but before Clare disappeared from the hall, she shot Alli and Jenna a dirty look over her shoulder for making Jake feel uncomfortable. Both girls knew they were in for a earful when Clare returned from showing Jake out to his red truck.

Once Clare and Jake were outside, in a distance within themselves and Jake's red truck that had a dent on the side from Jake being a speed demon one night out driving.

"Sorry about them." Clare apologized on behalf of her oblivious and idiotic best friends. She always felt awful when they scrutinized Jake about his crush on Clare and it bothered her more and more each time.

"Its alright, Clare. I don't mind so much anymore. I'm use to it." Jake told an uneasy Clare with a cute smile on his face as a way to reassure her. But as Jake said those parting words, they both began feeling drops of water fall on their face and bare arms, Clare growled as she realized it was raining.

"Stupid rain." Clare growled, mentally cursing the rain for always ruining conversations and her nights by pouring its useless water everywhere. Jake chuckled at Clare's obviously hatred to the rain, she had always hated rain since they were little and she would scream whenever it rained and ruined her chance to play tag with him outside.

"You should get inside. Its getting cold." Jake advised Clare with a coy smile on his face. Clare slightly mirrored the smile and was about to make a comment when she felt a strong invisible force on her face make her gaze at Jake. She couldn't move her face away from Jake's or even speak for that matter when he had his deep, dark hazel eyes staring deeply into hers as he said,

"You should really get inside or your cute self will get sick." His intense glare on her quickly broke and Clare was able to move and speak, but she didn't because her mind was clouded with Jake's face. She didn't pay attention to his words after that as he kept a new glare on her blue eyes, forcing her back into a invisible vice she couldn't break from. Once Jake stopped speaking, the invisible force leaving her body as she looked back up at Jake's hazel eyes and seeing him grin at her.

Just a minute ago Clare only saw Jake as a friend, a friend who cared deeply for her and she too cared deeply for him. But now as she looked at him, she noticed his sculpted jaw and his cute messy hair and even the way he licked his lips absent mindedly. She was beginning to pay more attention to his looks other than his personality like she had done since she was six. It seemed as if she couldn't go back to how she saw him before. All Clare did was whisper a "bye" as she turned on her wet heel and headed back inside, ignoring the water dripping through her hair and how her legs were numb from the rain.

She didn't even notice Jenna and Alli's words about why she was soaking wet when she entered the living room, all she thought of was Jake and his deep, dark hazel eyes piercing into hers.

(...)

"I am so very disappointed in you two! You know better than to do this!" Cece exclaimed as she shook her head disappointingly as she looked down at Eli and Fiona who were sitting on the black leather couch with annoying looks on their faces and blood on the corner of their lips and smeared on their clothes. Imogen who was standing next to Cece clicked her tongue as she saw how messy her siblings were, she had never seen them so ravenous then the moment when they were walking home and a random girl had walked past them. Eli hadn't been able to contain himself seeing as he hadn't drank any blood today and dove straight for her, Fiona following after him.

"But Cece! This random girl smelled so good! Plus the moment she opened her mouth to ask why Eli was growling, we couldn't help it! She was annoying and smelled so good!" Fiona shouted as she wet her fingers and tried her best to get the blood stain out of her blue blazer she was wearing. Not the kind of clothes someone would want to wear upon feeding, but Fiona's instincts took over her own in that moment and her clothes mattered less to her.

"I don't care how annoying the girl was, Fiona. You two killed a innocent girl tonight, you both drained her blood! That girl had a life and now she was killed! You are lucky Imogen was there to call myself and Bullfrog or else you two could have gone on a rampage and killed plenty of people tonight." Cece said lowly, she had raised these two better than to have killed a girl. Eli had never done a thing like this, surely he has bitten people here and there, but she has trained him to drink from the bags Bullfrog brings home from work everyday. Cece wasn't sure where Fiona came from before Bullfrog found her in the woods when she was ten and had killed a bunny and was drinking its blood, but she too had trained Fiona into drinking blood bags as well.

"What the hell! Imogen, you were there with us! Tell my mom how good that girl smelled! Tell her it was nearly impossible to stop ourselves!" Eli exclaimed as he looked at Imogen who sighed and shrugged.

"She smelled good, Cece. But she didn't smell as nearly good as that Clare girl at school today, Eli. Both you and Fiona had to stop yourselves from ripping out her jugular in the cafeteria. So you two could have stopped yourself from killing this girl today." Imogen said and for once, Eli and Fiona were silent as they remembered Clare's scent compared to the girl they had killed today. Her smell was weak compared to Clare's, they could have stopped themselves, but they didn't. Eli has never felt so guilty for killing a human being before in his life, this was his first kill and he had always hoped he'd never be like his parents were. They use to go on killing sprees when first transformed into their species in the 1900's.

Soon booming steps entered the living room and everyone watched as Bullfrog walked into the living room, his dark hair gelled back, his dark brown eyes filled with disappointment as he looked down at Fiona and Eli. He had just came back from cleaning up the mess his son and Fiona had left behind, the blood had been tricky to clean up, but he was able to mask its smell and throw the girl's dead body into a nearby pond where he suspects she'll be found soon since the police usually check ponds for missing people.

Eli and Fiona looked up at Bullfrog and expected to be chastised by him, so both cowered into the leather seat, but he sighed and shook his head, he wasn't here to yell at them for killing an innocent girl when he had done it plenty times in his day and when Cece has already taken care of the chastisement. Instead, he had news to share as he slumped into the large, leather recliner. He propped his feet up and looked at his family around him as he announced,

"We are no longer the only kind here in this area. There is other vampires in Ontario."

A/N: Please review!