The goth and the vamp

Part 1

Stan's POV:

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I wake up in my dark and gloomy room, along with Michael. I share a room with him now ever since him and Firkle got into a heated argument. But it's whatever. I don't mind, Michael is one of the easier-going goth kids. I got up out of bed, Michael must be skipping again, he's still asleep. I won't risk waking him up, so I just go and get myself dressed in my usual clothes. The normal goth stuff you know, black shirts, ripped jeans, eyeshadow, painted nails, stuff like that. Why does that make me sound gay as hell. Nvm. I go down to greet Henrietta in the kitchen.

"Morning Henri" she sees me and glances over, smiling softly.
"Good morning Stan. Sleep well?" I nod. Henri has been like a second mom to us goth kids, I don't see my parents much, especially my dad. He would always make me work on that shitty farm. It's good I got away from there.

I sat down and ate the breakfast Henri made and sat down on the couch, waiting for Firkle to come down. I drive him to school now, since Henri drives the other ones to school.

"You ready Firkle?" I yelled up the stairs to him, as I could hear his footsteps.

"Yeah I'll be down in a few." He yelled back down to me. I got up and got my shoes and got my keys to Henri's car, and walked out the door and sat in the car, waiting for Firkle. It's been a while since we went to school. Y'know summer break and all. I wonder how Kenny and Kyle are doing, I haven't talked to them much since I became a goth kid again. I feel bad for kinda becoming distant. But I hope they forgive me.

Just as I'm clearing up my thoughts, Firkle hops into the front seat.

"Let's go old man."

"HEY I'M NOT OLD-I'M ONLY 17-" I said angrily at Firkle as he just smirked as a response.

"Whatever you say old man."

And with that, we were off to school.