Forever (Harry Styles/one direction vampire fanfic)

Chapter 1: In my house?

(Hey guys! I was looking over my story, and well now all the spaced out paragraphs are gone! Ugh! So I gotta fix it! Don't worry!)

Thirst. That's what it was. I sat in my plain old boring classroom, ignoring everything my math teacher, Mr. Germain said. I was so thirsty, my mouth felt like it was beginning to dry out. I have to drink something, anything. Anything, well not so sure about that. Poison? No. Spit? No. Blood? Definitely not. I could see through the window to the door of the room where there was a water fountain. I wasn't the fondest person about drinking from it, but in this case, it was a matter of life or death.

I shot up my hand while Mr. Germain was in mid-conversation with the other twelth-graders who were as bored out of their minds as I was. I was one of those types of people who always got bored, and basically just zoned out. I wasn't a big fan of school, thats for sure. Especially high school. "Brianna, what is it?" Asked Mr. Germain, huffing and puffing. He didn't ever like it when any of us would raise our hands, but he could deal with it.

"Please, I have to get water, now! I'm so thirsty!" All the others in my class burst out in laughter, but I'm not so sure why. How was being thirsty even funny? I don't know. I pushed myself out of the chair attached to the desk, and I ran to the door. As I approached the fountain, I pressed the button so hard that water squirted all over my shirt...and face.

  "Crap!" This wasn't really the time for me to be getting fountain water on my sweatshirt. I could feel wet drops dripping down my chin. Some water was even in my brown, long hair. I went to the restroom and yanked some paper towels out of the small box hanging on a wall. I rubbed my face with these, then I washed my hands, and slowly walked back to the classroom. 

Everyone was pointing and laughing, but now I knew why, my sweatshirt, obviously. Who wouldn't laugh? I guess it was a matter of the level of humor that you have. As for me, my humor level was probably on a six. I wasn't very big into joking around, not so sure why. I guess the pranks and stuff my brother pulled on me weren't funny, so I didn't think most other things were funny, either.

Of course my day got even worse. It rained the whole way. The highlight was walking home with my friends, Kat, Camille, and Riana. Kat was tall, and had browish-black hair, but had pretty  greenish-colored eyes. Camille had darker skin, and she liked wearing her hair up, which was quite nifty. Riana had light brown hair and Hazel eyes. My eyes were a shade of blue, but it just depended on the weather to see if they were light or dark. My hair was pretty much down the middle of my back, slightly wavy, and a darker brown. I wouldn't consider myself to be popular, but I wasn't really on the low charts. I mean, I lived and went to the same school all my life, so I knew almost everybody and have lots of friends, but no, I'm not the popular type. I didn't want to be, either.

Since it was friday, I decided to have a slumber party. I mean, what else have I got to do? Get pranked by my brother all day? No thank you. Besides, his pranks were usually made up, so they always were terrible. I don't even know why he still bothers to try, even though he's already sixteen.

"I just can't stand Mrs. Cornell!" Said Riana. We all nodded. Mrs. Cornell was our gym teacher, who pushed us to the ultimate max. That wasn't the only thing I disliked about her. She always was yelling, which got on my nerves. And besides, she wouldn't let us leave the period until five minutes after the bell had rung, which was the time when the next period started.

As I walked into my home, it was raining harder and harder. I went to my bedroom, dropped my backpack, and flopped on my bed starring at my phone. Oh great. I thought. The weather is going to be rainy all weekend. That would mean that my weekend would officially suck, but not the slumber party, at least I hope not.  "Guys, c'mon!" I heard Riana shout. "It's not that bad!" She said. We were playing spin the bottle, and the only guy was my brother, if you know what I mean. For some reason most of my friends enjoyed this game, because almost all of them liked my stupid, idiotic brother, Austin. I wasn't going to play, just watching for enjoyment.