New Blood

chapter 4: Poor Wren

Wren was staring out the window of her new room. She was in her pajamas, a Gothic looking ripped and tattered night-gown with a skull and cross-bones on the shirt part and wore her hair down. She thought of the boys while she was writing in her journal and looking out the window for inspiration. She wrote about a certain boy for a little while and she smiled at the verses she wrote. Just then Lenny came in to check on her and looked at her journal entry.

"A secret crush you have to keep hidden from me?" Nestor asked as he looked at the print.

"UNCLE NESTOR!" Wren cried as she closed her book and hid it behind her back. "A journal is private!"

"Alright, alright..." Nestor chuckled, waving his hand in front of her. "I see you're accustomed to going to bed at 6:00 in the morning."

"Yeah, I've been doing it at home, Mom and Dad often hate me for it," Wren chuckled a little. She then stopped and sighed. "Uncle Nestor?"

"Yes?"

"Why would my parents go away for a long time now? They barely pay attention to me and don't tell me a lot about the family, why would they now?" Wren asked.

Nestor was hesitant. "They... They just didn't have enough for an around the world trip before and after you were born."

"Why send me to a for vampires with you though?"

"I'm your only living relative on your mother's side actually... A lot of your mother's family was burned at the stake for witchcraft. You, your mother and I are the only ones left until you or I wed and have children."

"Oh," Wren tucked herself in. "Uncle Nestor?"

"Yes, Wren?"

"Thanks for taking me in."

"Of course, Wren," Nestor smiled. "You're like the daughter I never had."

"Thanks.... Uncle Nestor, I have so many questions."

"For another time, the sun will be coming up any minute, you can reach me after sunset. Good day, Wren." Nestor closed behind him and left Wren to sleep for the night.

"Good day, Uncle Nestor." Wren turned over and drifted off to sleep as the sun was making its way up in the sky to wake the humans and other mortals of the world.

Speaking of the certain boy Wren had mentioned in her diary, she dreamt about him. It was Oskar. They had a lot in common, unlike their relatives.

Oskar was a vegetarian vampire and Wren had no interest in casting spells or riding around on a broomstick. He was very sweet with her as well. Wren hugged her that morning, dreaming fondly of Oskar. That was until, it was 8:30 at night and everyone would wake up. Wren woke up and was adjusted to the new time schedule. She got dressed and as she slid her boots on there was a knock at the door. It was her uncle.

"Just wanted to see if you were awake." Nestor smiled at her with a bucket in his arms.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thank you, Uncle Nestor," Wren smiled at him as she got up and walked over to him. She then got a little queasy once she saw there were caterpillars, ladybugs and beetles inside the bucket, crawling all around. "What's for breakfast?" Wren gulped.

"The vampires are having scrambled fruit fly eggs," Nestor replied. "You'll be having normal eggs."

"Thank you so much, Uncle Nestor!" Wren closed her eyes with a big smile on her face with relief.

Wren hummed and sat next to Oskar. He smiled at her and greeted her while the other vampires talked to each other.

"How did you sleep yesterday?" Oskar asked Wren.

"Fine, usually travel gives me daymares, but I was actually alright yesterday," Wren confirmed and put her hands together, sheepishly, batting her thick eyelashes at Oskar. "How did you sleep, Oskar?"

"Pretty good." Oskar smiled at her. "I just wish Sunshine would be awake at night and asleep at day like me."

"Who's Sunshine?" Wren asked.

"His girlfriend!" Stoker teased.

"STOKER!" Oskar growled at him.

"Girlfriend?" Wren's eyes were wide.

"Well... She's not really my girlfriend, I really like her, but we're not dating. I hope someday though we can be more than just friends," Oskar explained. "My heart belongs to Sunshine."

"That's something you don't hear a vampire say every night." Grufftine commented.

Nestor came in to serve everyone. "Good evening everyone, I made eggs for breakfast!"

"YAY!" the vampires cheered.

"Here you go, Wren," Nestor pushed a plate of eggs to Wren. He then noticed a sour expression on her face. "Are you alright, Wren? You look kind of down. You were fine earlier..."

"I'm not hungry anymore, Uncle Nestor..." Wren sighed and left the dining room.

"She doesn't look very well, Nestor." Tinto observed.

"Maybe she's homesick. She said she was fine when I checked on her," Nestor shrugged. "I'll go talk to her."