Shadows in the Dark: Rise of Three

Chapter I

I wake up screaming. Another nightmare about being bit by a vampire. Maybe I should watch less Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Interview with a Vampire. I climb out of bed and head downstairs to the kitchen for some food. I look at the time on the microwave and it reads 3:34. Just two and a half hours till school. Lovely... I hate school. Probably more that the average teenager. If school was a night, I'd be living the dream.

I hate the sun, and I always have. I hate how it's so bright. I have no problem when I have my eyes closed, and I'm tanning at the pool side in my best friend's boyfriend's backyard. Other than that, the sun sucks.

I search the fridge and the cabinets for something decent to snack on while I watch TV, and wait for the alarm on my phone to go off signalling I have to get up for the school day. I find a bag of cheddar goldfish in one of the cabinets. I go into the living room and turn on the TV to Netflix. I make sure the volume is low before I turn on another episode of Buffy.

I watch a two episodes, after that, my alarm goes off. I turn off the TV and got up to my room to change. I open my closet door to a wall of black. I pick out a black tank top and my black skinny jeans. I slip them on and grab my black knee high boots. I grab a pony tail holder off my desk and put my long curly blond hair up into a high ponytail.

I go over to the mirror to put on makeup. I stare at myself for a few minutes before I put on my makeup. My hair is still long and red. My eyes are still black. And I look really pale. Good thing summer is almost here. That way I can tan and not look dead. I put foundation on every exposed part of skin so I don't look pale any more. I put eyeliner around my eyes and mascara on my eyelashes.

I stare at myself again and I look almost exactly the same except I'm not pale and look prettier than I did before. I look away from the mirror and put my makeup away. I open my door and walk downstairs. My dad is making me breakfast like always, French toast with a secret ingredient. He never actually tells me what it is. Every time I ask he replies with blood. I laugh and start eating.

"Morning V! Sleep okay?" My dad asks me.

"No. I woke up at 3:30 again." I reply.

"Vampire dreams again?"

"Yes. Like always. I started going to bed earlier which helps because that means I get more sleep before I have up at 3."

"V..."

"Dad... It's fine. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. It's just too many vampire shows. I think they're getting to me."

"Maybe. You hungry?"

"Not really. I just had some goldfish about an hour ago, but I could still eat a slice."

"Good. French toast is very good for you."

"I know. Your French toast is good and all others are bad. Got it." I laugh at my own joke. My dad just looks at me. I stop laughing and eat my toast.

When I finish I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I leave the bathroom my dad has my messenger bag and the car keys set out waiting for me. I grab the keys to my car, I just got my license a month ago, and grab my bag. I say goodbye to my dad and head out the door. I open the left side first and put my stuff on the seat. I walk around to the other side and get into the drivers seat. I put my keys in the ignition and turn on the car. I shift into reverse and pull out of the small driveway.

I go to the end of my street and turn right. As I drive to school everyday with my sunglasses on and the windows down, I think about random things. Part of my mind focuses on the road and what I'm doing, and the other part of my mind thinks about the guys that have crushes on me and the dirty thoughts my best friend Liz has about her boyfriend, who hates me, Austin. Liz, Austin and I are all 16. My ex, Zach is 15 and he's a grade below us. The fact that he is younger than us is partly the reason we broke up.