We Aren't Angels

Mia's pov.

Mia's POV

*Sigh* Another day in this hell hole... great...

I flop out of bed and my knees almost buckle from underneath me, still half asleep. I catch myself on my nightstand and slowly look up at my alarm clock.

5:04 am

Eww! Its summer for crying out loud! I shouldn't be getting up this early. But I suppose it's my fault I ended up having to go to Summer School... sort of.

I stumble into the bathroom and hop in the shower to wake myself up.

Feeling a bit more alert now, I dry myself off with the plush towel hanging on the drying rack.

Once I'm completely dried off I shuffle back into my room and grab my school uniform.

Yep, I go to a prep school where they make you wear uniforms. But it's not those unflattering polo shirts and kakis. My school uniform reminds me of something from an anime. It's a small skirt with a button up shirt with a cute collar and a cardigan over it.

I can't really complain I guess, but I still hate the way guys look at us girls. It's the short skirts. I mean the teachers let you choose between these skirts or ankle length skirts so obviously the majority of us chose these skirts.

I slip on the uniform and hurry back into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup.

At about 6 o'clock I'm finished and I have to leave without eating breakfast cause I'm already late.

I hurry past the door to my parent's bedroom trying not to think about... "it." I practically run out the front door with the house keys in one hand and my book bag in the other.

I hop on my bike and ride off towards school.

The sun isn't out quite yet and it's still chilly despite it being summer.

I can see the "early birds" going morning jogs or people preparing to open up the shops along the line of buildings that the road's sandwiched between.

Slowly working the petals, I exhale the tension that worked its way into my chest from the stress the morning brought with it.

I hate having to go to summer school. It's pointless really. I'm a fine student, getting all B- or higher in every class; I know enough to make it into senior year.

The only reason I have to go is because of how much school I missed last year.

I'd left for school that day without even checking on my parents or my younger sister Lily. I was in such a hurry that I didn't have the time too.

When I came home, complaining about boys or whatever I used to care about, and called for my mom. I didn't get a reply so I got worried and went to check the master bedroom.

And there was my mother, my father, and even Lily all laying lifeless on the floor in pools of their own blood.
I guess Lily heard a noise and went to check on mom and dad but ended up getting caught up in it all.

I couldn't even bring myself to look at it except for one split second, and that image will forever be burned into my memory.

There were bite marks covering their bodies. Every inch, not just the neck like in movies or cartoons. The bites almost looked human even, but you know that no human would ever be able to do something like that.

Soon after the incident I found out about my father's secret life as a vampire hunter and figured that the vampires had wanted to get rid of him but also killed my mom and sister in the process.

What I don't understand is why they didn't kill me too.

Something changed in me that day. I became someone that hides behind a smile but in reality is driven with this overwhelming hatred that fuels my need for revenge.

I stopped going to school, and was abandoned by all my friends as they moved on and went into junior year as if I didn't exist. But I don't need them.

"Hey look out!" I hear a loud British accent shout, snapping me out of my deep depressing thoughts.

"Wha-?" but I couldn't finish.

I ran full force into someone else on a bike and we tumbled to the ground.

I sit up looking at my skinned elbow, but not really feeling any pain. It's something that also changed about me; I don't really feel pain anymore.

"Oh my God, are you ok?" I hear a voice above me as a shadow passes over me.

"Ya I'm fine," I say as I pick myself off the ground and dust off my clothes.

"I'm sorry about that, I wasn't watching where I was going." I just keep looking at my skinned elbow, my eyebrows furrowed wondering why nothing ever hurts these days.

"You're the one that got hurt, here let me see that."

A pair of strong hands grab gently onto my arm and I feel tingles pulse throughout my body at the sudden contact.

I look up at the kind stranger and my breath hitches in my throat. This boy is seriously hot!

His hair is in perfect fringes that are swept across the top of his forehead and he's got a twinkle in his beautiful teal eyes that just melts your heart.

"Oh!" I gasp.

He pulls his hands away and says, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would hurt that much."

"Oh no not that, you're just-" I swiftly bring my hand up to my mouth to stop myself from saying anything too embarrassing.

We just stand there awkwardly for a moment before the boy breaks the silence. "You go to Feildwaters Academy too?"

I notice two things as he says that. The fact he has the hottest British accent ever, and he's wearing the boys uniform from my school.

"Uh, yeah! I'm Mia, Mia Eggers; sophomore," I blurt out mechanically.

The boy chuckles softly, "I'm Louis Fane. I'm a sophomore too. Do we perhaps have summer classes together, or do you just like to wear your uniform out whenever?"

I blush for some odd, unexplainable reason and giggle, "Yeah we've got summer school together I guess."

"You wanna go together?" He flashes me a pearly white smile that I just can't say no to.

We pick up our bikes and ride next to each other as we petal towards Fieldwaters Academy, taking our sweet, sweet time doing so.

I have an odd feeling about Summer School. This boy is making me experience feelings I thought I couldn't have anymore. What the hell?!