The next day I woke up in my coffin. I put on a black leather capri that was all ripped around the end and a matching top with red skulls all over it and high heeled boots that were black. I put on two pairs of skull earrings, and two crosses in my ears. I spray-painted my hair with purple.
In the Great Hall, I ate some Count Chocula cereal with blood instead of milk, and a glass of red blood. Suddenly someone bumped into me. All the blood spilled over my top.
"Bastard!" I shouted angrily. I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the pale white face of a gothic girl with long black hair with red streaks in it. She was wearing so much eyeliner that I was going down his face and he was wearing black lipstick. She didn't have braids anymore and now she was wearing red contact lenses just like Miles's and there was no devil-seal sticker on her forehead anymore. She had black crosses in her ears. She had a sexy English accent. She looked exactly like Kristen Stewart. She was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw her kind of like an erection only I'm not like that so I didn't get one you sicko.
"I'm so sorry." she said in a shy voice.
"That's all right. What's your name?" I questioned.
"My name's Iris Fey, although most people call me Vampire these days." she grumbled.
"Why?" I exclaimed.
"Because I love the taste of human blood." she giggled.
"Well, I am a vampire." I confessed.
"Really?" she whimpered.
"Yeah." I roared.
We sat down to talk for a while. Then Miles came up behind me and told me he had a surprise for me so I went away with him.
