The Girl Who Drinks Blood

Chapter 1 - The Girl Who Drinks Blood

I tossed and turned, finally I got out of bed. I couldn't sleep after that dream; if it was a dream. I walked over to my dresser and looked up. I turned on a light. It was bright but my eyes adjusted after a couple seconds. I looked up into the mirror and saw nothing. I gave a little chuckle and went over to a special mirror. Its hard for a vampire to look into the mirror to get her hair done. So one of my friends helped me out. I looked up and gasped at what I saw. I was horrified. I went 10 times whiter than I already was.

My eyes were red.

I didn't know what to think at first. Then it hit me. Blood. This only happens when a vampire drinks blood. Human blood.

I shake the thought out of my head. It's probably nothing. I'm probably just tired.

I move from my mirror to my wardrobe. After staring into the closet for ten straight minutes, I finally grab my favorite pair of black leather pants and an All Time Low t-shirt. I move back to the mirror and put my hair into a messy bun. Once done with that, I put in some eye drops, so the red will go down.

I walk to the kitchen to see my dad leaning against the counter drinking his coffee.

My dad is a human. My mom was the vampire. WAS. She died when I was born. I knew her for 3 minutes. It doesn't hit me as hard as it does dad. I mean, imagine having your wife die leaving you with a half vampire baby that you don't know how to take care of.

"Hey dad." I say walking towards the fridge to get my blood substitute. It probably doesn't taste as good as real blood but it works none the less.

"Hi Munchkin." He says biting into his toast.

"Are you going to work today?" I ask only slightly curious. My dad is a Chemist. Sometimes he doesn't go to work because he 'doesn't feel like it'. I think he is just lazy.

"Yes Munchkin. I am going to work today." I nod. Sometimes I wonder if he really goes to work, but I'm happy he said he would.

"Good." I look at the clock. "Oh. I have to go." I walk over to dad and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Bye Dad." I walk to my car and shudder once It comes into my vision. I don't like driving. I haven't liked driving ever since April 19th of last year. It was late at night and I did not see the person coming.I didn't mean to hit them with my car. It was an accident. I promise. I sigh and walk to my car. I drive to school and park in my usual spot. Everyone knows not to park in my spot. I don't talk to people, and people don't talk to me. It works. There is this one girl who always tries to talk to me. I don't really talk to people that aren't in my family. I get out of the car and slam my door shut to show people I'm in a bad mood and they shouldn't talk to me. But of course, Jasmine had to come and try to talk to me.

"Hi Skye! How are you." Let me tell you something about Jasmine first. She is Forceful, Jealous, and Judgmental. I hate her but she tries to get on my good side so I don't beat the crap out of her. Now let me tell you something about myself. I am Aggressive, Fearless, and Devious. Which would you like to suck up to... I thought so.

DON'T CROSS ME OR I'LL GO AFTER YOU!

Anyway back to the problem at hand. Jasmine Montoya. The evil witch. Of course she is wearing her signature light pink short shorts, even when it's like 60 degrees outside, a rose t-shirt, and a kimono. Her hair in a messy high bun as always, trying to steal my signature look. The just got out of bed look.

"Oh. I'm fine." I say shrugging her off and start walking towards the school doors.

"Did you hear about the new guy?" She asks obviously way more excited than I am, If you didn't get that that means I'm not excited.