Sweet Nightmares (*Monster High fanfic*)

_*Fangs*_

Draculaura's POV

I stirred back and fourth in my slumber, it was true that I was suffering from jet lag but not being in Japan was gonna take some getting used to. Seriously, ghouls and beasts (I mean boys, excuse my supernatural slang) who didn't do the Monster Exchange Program were totes cray-cray.
Though I missed Salem. I was finally back in my snug, comforting, pitch black coffin. What? Can't a ghoul boast about a monsteriffic rest? .I remember when Jackson nearly wet himself when he saw it. Haha normies... I giggled mentally but cringed at me ever considering a connection.
"Wait, why am I still in here?" I turned on my inner-coffin light and my sleeping place lit up. I opened my mirror compartment and took a bed head selfie to upload onto Monstergram (Instagram), my fave social media. Of course, Howler (Twitter) & SpookBook (Facebook) are joint second.
But before pressing my camera app I leapt out of my coffin, hitting my head. Oww!
I ran into my deluxe 'lavatory' (as dad would say) and took a soothing bath and poured some a lotion that had a cheesy title: Soar-Sore.
"Guaranteed to make your sores, soar away." I read the slogan on the back of the green bottle.
I got out before extreme brushing my fangs and put on a tad of concealer, too much makeup would be... yuck!
But then it hit me, I'm a vampire - I can't take selfies... "That must mean all the selfies I've taken and posted onto the internet can't be seen?" I cried to myself.
I dresses into my usual clothes but they were three and a half shades darker, since it was summer, I grabbed my sunscream bottles ( I put on like, eight layers of this stuff.)
I roamed the halls of Monster High sulking about not knowing what I look like.
Frankie bounded up to me, I honestly believe Frankie can't walk, she can just run enthusiastically.
"Hey D! What's the 133?Get it? because normies say 'What's the 411?' I'm trying out normie sayings and converting them into supernatural slang."
"Hi Frankie..." I moped
"Oh no... You're pouting... What's up, ghoulfriend?"
"I realised that all those times, I posted pics on Monstergram, nobody could see my face..."
A dark cloud morphed over Frankie's head and gold lightning struck her.
"I have a bootacular idea!"
She pulled me to my one of my beast friends Elissibat.
"Batty (her nickname) how did we see your face on the silver screen?"
"Well..."
I have been restricted to put it down on paper by the International Board of Vampires (they're the big beasts in the vampire world) Let's just say... I took selfies to a whole other level, literally.
I took a deep breath and:
"WOOHOO!"
Why don't I do sky diving more often?