My Babysitters a Vampire~ I'm one but you dont know

Benny Weir's POV

Its almost two months since Jesse fled Whitechapel, Ethan got bit, Sarah having become a full fledged vampire, and I....keeping a deep, dark, blood red secret. You see, a few weeks after Jesse ran off who knows where, something happened that changed me, forever. Know one has figured it out yet. I'm quite surprised they havent, I mean, I'm pretty good at hiding things. But this, this is something that Erica or even Sarah could figure out.

It's hard not telling Ethan. He's like my brother more than best friend. We tell each other everything, and I mean everything. I know that he still sleeps with a stuffed monkey, he never had his first kiss, and that he use to have a HUGE bladder infection....hehe. And he knows more about me than I know about him....which I am DEFINANTLY not going to say...but hey why not? I never had a girlfriend either, first kiss...that ones taken care of (thank you hot chick at the movies!)...I cant eat completely solid foods all the time, I get sick a heck of a lot easier than others, I hate sushi, I dont have a colon, and that I am acutally really fragile.

No one else but Jane, his parents, and my grandmother knows that I got put in the hospital for anorexia when I was 13. I made myself believe that I was fat and ugly, that I wanted to be like the cool kids, all thin and fit. But I turned out not thin or fit. I was WAY to thin. And not even fit! I was literaly skin and bones, and it took months for people to start to notice my problem. It was harder for Ethan to notice, because he just thought I was loosing all the fat (even though there was non on me) and building up muscle. Nope. I just wore really baggy cloths tried to act normal.

Ok skipping that, or else I might break down again...not pretty.

Anyway, today is the Fall Bizzare. Its the day that everyone in Whitechapel goes to the park in the center of town at night and celebrates the independance of when the mythology gods Zarbetha and Gresciou escaped the dark relm and created the bright relm. Now I dont really believe that stuff but a great part of the town do.

The tale was told that Zarbetha was a vampire, orginally a seear, far different from the others in the dark relm, and that she always kept herself from killing a life. One day she meets Gresciou, a spell caster,  in the middle of the Spocian Forest. They plan to run away together after they fall helplessly in love. But Gresciou doesnt know shes a vampire. After the two ran away, Gresciou finds out that Zarbetha is a vampire and tries to get away, but fails. So he is bit and turns into a fledgling.

 Since Gresciou was still a spell caster, he created a spell that could turn both back to the magical beings they were before. With both their powers combined, they created the bright relm, where they took people that were good to. All of the new comers become gods as well, being named for what they were. Though no one now understands why they were chosen for what they stand for, they do know that they did it to save everyone else.

Again, I got off topic but hey, its ok for others to know about the not believable mythology of my fellow people....back to reality

I woke up feeling the same pain in my throat as all the other days. Groaning, I sit up and touch my warm skin carefully. That night still flashes before my eyes everytime I wake up.

Flashback

I was walking home from visiting the hardware store for grandma when a mysterious but hot girl apears out of no where, pulling me into the alley. Her purple, blue eyes were wide with fright. "Stay quiet, he is coming for us. We have to be silent." She whispered, scared. Her black hair floating in the wind is suddenly pulled and she flies away from me, getting dragged outside of the alley. I gulp and try not to show fear, trying to hold in the urine that was threatening to spill if something jumps out and scares me.