Guardian Angelwolf {In Editing}

Sneak-Peak Into Guardian : Vampyre

Here's a little sneak peak into....Guardian : Vampyre

Peyton's P.O.V

      I was tired of boys ruining my life. I looked him over. Tall, lean. Impeccably handsome. Leaning against our doorframe in a wool-hat, blue jeans, and a white-t-shirt. I couldn't help it. He was hot. Still-that didn't mean I was attracted to him...and I couldn't be. After all-he was Claire's-

-the prodigal cousin's-

boyfriend.

  Yeah. It was still hard to process. My cousin Claire-nerdy Claire-had a boyfriend. Not that she was still nerdy-gosh-she sure had changed in the last few years. Gone was the insufferable pony-tail-gone were the wide-rimmed glasses and metallic braces; wow-her skinny body actually had....well...curves.

I cleared my throat at the awkward silence. . .and had her hair gotten lighter?

"Peyton!" hissed my mom-and then I remembered.
    "I'm so sorry for your loss," I tried to console her, sweeping her into a hug, taking in her straw-berry scented hair-a hug which she returned rather stiffly. It was awkward, as she slowly brought her arms around me-and I quickly pulled away. Her face was set sternly-and I began to wonder if it was her way of dealing.

I couldn't even imagine losing my mom-despite the fact that I no longer trusted her- but was it completely awful that I couldn't bring myself to care? I mean, she was still my aunt. Biologically, no but...aunt Beth did have cancer for awhile...and I hadn't seen her or Claire in years. I did feel sorry for Claire, but...I had my own problems.

I was hit by a bucket load of guilt. How could I be so selfish?! Finding out that I had been lied to for the past sixteen years of my life, learning that I was a...werewolf...being kidnapped by vampires...only to have my heart broken by the one and only person I had ever fallen in love with(who just so happened to have a 'soulmate') Could never compare to losing your mother.

Right? Of course not. I was hit by the realisation that I was truly a horrible person-
  "Well then-why don't we get on inside? Err...your boyfriend can help with the bags..ha, ha..I'll just get the keys. " my mother tried cheerfully, and I had to smile sadly. There we go again-pretending everything was okay...when in fact everything was horrible. Humans. Forever the optimists.

A wave of alarm ran down my spine-when had I started separating myself from humans?

    My parents picked me up from the school about a half hour ago. We were completely exhausted after the long bus ride. Lifelessly, I climbed down from the bus, the clear, blue, sky annoyingly cheerful.  I gripped the straps of my backpack tightly, trying to hold it all together. What would my parents think? Would they....would they finally tell me the truth or pretend that three weeks ago never happened?
    Emily-Rose and Matt were right behind me, speaking softly. I hadn't told them what happened...but after they saw how empty and sad I looked...well I figured they knew something was wrong. I stood on the curb, watching everybody file out of the bus. Some of their parents were already there. It was almost painful to watch. Yes; some people had an amazing spring vacation. I watched them greet their parents, laughing, complaining. Giggling. Matt and Emily-Rose weren't the only ones who had hooked up this holiday. When all the kids and Mr. Prepporito had gotten off, I watched the big, yellow school-bus drive off, leaving a tail of foggy smoke. I coughed suddenly, feeling tears in my eyes.
I didn't want to go there. I didn't want to think about it. I couldn't allow myself to break down....in the middle of the school's parking lot.
I flinched, feeling a hand on my shoulder. With an intake of breath, I turned to see Matt's pretty-boy face. He smiled reassuringly at me.
    "Everything's gonna be okay, Pey. I promise." He said confidently. I couldn't help a giggle; Matt always managed to make me laugh.
   "That's all you can say? That's so original!" I laughed teasingly. His cheeks reddened.
  "Shut up. I'm a jock...we don't get credit for being original." He shot back, before engulfing me into a warm hug. I sighed, before returning it. This always happened when someome asked me if I was "okay". They'd offer to hug me....and the truth would come out...but no. I wouldn't do that to Matt. So as painful as it was, I kept my tears inside, staring straight ahead to keep from crying. Staring straight ahead at a black raven, sitting on the blue garbage can. Whoa.
  "That bird is huge." I whispered, and Matt let go of me. He turned around.
   "Where? What bird?" He asked in confusion, but the bird was gone. I shook my head.
  "Nevermind," I replied. Emily-Rose and Matt held hands. They were waiting on his mom to pick them up...yeah. Matt planned to intorduce his new girl-friend today. Boy, would she be surprised. Emily-Rose...was not his usual type. She was small and skinny; pale, with long, straight hair and almond-shaped eyes that identified her as being asian. She was pretty, but she was also a nerd who liked reading, and hated sports; this was an interesting relationship indeed. For one thing; Matt was incredibly dumb. I smiled affectionately at them. Sigh. My two best-friends. Maybe opposites did indeed attract.
    I was rushed from my thoughts, however, at the sight of a black Audi cruising into the parking lot. I had only called my parents about five minutes ago...I was surprised at how fast they'd gotten here. Beside me, Matt groaned.
    "What...a beautiful specimen. Pey, can't your parents take me home too?" he wailed, pouting, and I giggled.
   "I'm pretty sure your mom would have their heads. You know how protective she is of you." I replied, as the audi sidled up to the curb. The windows scrolled down to reveal my mother's strawberry-blonde hair, and I was struck by a thought. How could I have ever thought she was my biological mother? She was barbie-doll beautiful...and I...was Peyton. . .with tangled, brown curls. I was kind of skinny, I had freckles and I was alot...darker than my parents were. Funny how I just noticed all of this. Her face was a shock though. It was similar to mine. A face that was struggling to keep it all together. I began to wonder what happened.
    "Hey." I greeted, and she smiled sadly at me. I said goodbye to my friends before opening up the backseat.
"Wait, Pey-" my mother started, but it was too late. I froze in shock, staring down at the two strange teens in our car. One of them was a boy, the other a girl. A sudden chill ran down my spine, as my eyes washed over their stony expressions. The girl looked familiar, and then I suddenly realised. This model-like girl was my distant, but formerly antagonistic cousin Claire. Her ice-blue eyes chilled me to the core. How-how was that possible? I looked inbetween my parents for an explanation. My dad refused tyo look my way.

My heart-beat rose as I contemplated the worst. What could have happened...what could have happened while I was away? After a minute of awkward silence, my mother suddenly broke down, and I stared in horror at her broken sobs. I wanted to comfort her...but I also didn't. I watched her cry, wheezing slightly. After a little shaking, and comforting from my dad, she looked me in the eye.

  "Peyton...my sister finally passed away. The-the funeral is tomorrow. It-it was a stage-stage three of terminal cancer....and now your cousin Claire has to live with us...because she doesn't have anywhere else to go. Her and her boyfriend." My mother told me, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. My emotions shifted quickly. After feeling sympathy for aunt Beth and my mom...and maybe Claire, I thought over the last thing she just said, and crinkled my eyebrows into confusion.
  "Wait-what? Why would her boyfriend be staying with us? " I asked, feeling like I'd been slapped for a minute. I watched my mother's eyes suddenly go blank, as she stared straight ahead, lifelessly.

   "I-I don't know. " She said.

Well, hell.

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A/N : Hi my little angels! Hope you enjoyed the prologue of book two! I'm sorry I was not able to upload this on friday...but I was too busy watching #TVD. Sigh. Vote If you want Bonnie to come back! Vote if you guys think Jeremy should have his own series as a hunter! Lol, kidding! Please vote if you liked this chapter, book two will be coming soon, and it will be a separate book from this one.

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Blake Lively(Lol, I WISH)