Chapter No 1

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Third pov.
"Cactus" she calls. finding the name amazing.
( I know it sounds weird. Who in the world would have the name cactus. But Maria calls her dad these kinds of weird names because all the time he is lost in plants. And you'll get used to these funky names.)
"yes, honey," he answers back lifting the cartons filled with his books and putting them in the car's back seat.
"dad, we have to hurry. the rest of the luggage would have been already reached our new house." he hears her saying from the front seat.
"just 5 min more. I promise," he says in a promising tone.
" you've been taking 5 min for the last 30 min dad. I'm excited to see our new house."
After 5 min they set down for their journey. Mr. James is driving while Maria is listening to some audiobook. Her phone in her lap and headphones tugged in her ears.
Mr. James turned the radio on, probably listen to the news or some old songs which he likes very much and he knows Maris hates them.
" dad! I'm trying to listen," she says not realizing how loud her voice was because of the earphone which was fixed in her ears.
He reached for the power button and turned off the radio. And the next 2-hour drive was quiet. Except for a lunch break, he asked her what she wanted to eat.
They had lunch in a Cafe and then continued their ride. It was almost evening when they reached their mansion.
Maria's eyes wide open, her bottom jawline touching the ground after seeing how big her new house was. Cause she always dreamed of having a big house not that her previous house was small.
"so that was the surprise," she exclaims.
His dad nods his head.
"dad I love you very much," she says giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheeks.
He handed her a beautiful key " I will be happy if you go in first."
She grabbed the key from his father's hand and reached for the gigantic main door to open it.
After exploring her new house she walks to the second floor and opens her bedroom door. It was a copy of her dream room. A Giant room. LCD hung on the wall opposite her bed. A huge window beside her bed. A small section (compared to her bedroom) had a bookshelf filled with books. At the corner was set up for video games which she and her dad likes to play when they are free. A huge washroom with a walk-in closet. A bathtub so she can spend hours in it while reading her favorite horror series.
She laid down on her bed realizing how tired she was. Simultaneously her stomach growls.
She runs down the stairs to see his dad already cooking a meal for them in the kitchen.
"did you like your room?" he asks.
"dad it is amazing," she answers taking out the cutleries from the cabinets opposite the shelf and placing them on the shelf of the island.

After dinner, they washed the dishes even though they have a dishwasher.
Then they lay down on the couch and watched a movie which they always do except for some nights when Mr. James is out for work or they are too tired to watch anything or they don't feel like watching any.
Mr. James baded Maria good night before going to his room.
Lying on her she was feeling hungry, not sure why, her throat was dry probably waiting for a good drink. Maria opened her window and jumped from the balcony. She walked away from her house to find a person to feed on. She took a narrow street to feed on the innocent boy who probably seemed a teenager. He had sharp features and was longer than her. It wasn't difficult because he was drunk. She sunk her fangs in his neck, her mouth filling with fresh warm blood. She could feel his heartbeat slow down. And in a matter of min, he lay dead on the street. She liked the last drops of blood from her lips and vanished with her vampire speed.
She saw somebody from her neighbor standing on the balcony staring at her. She couldn't have figured it out if I were of those human eyes. he was almost 6'5 between the age of 15 to 18 or the same as Maria 17. His light brown hair falling on his forehead. Hazel eyes. And a mug in his hand.
Who the hell drinks coffee or tea late at night. But she was thankful and sure he couldn't make out her face. But his expression told him that he could see what just happened.

So guys this is the first chapter.
Who do you think he was?
Hope you liked it, this is my first time writing from third person pov.
Don't forget to vote. And I'll be happy to read your feedback.

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