And They Called It Poppy Love

Prologue.

One night, about a year ago i was walking home by myself from a Maine diner. This is the start of my story. people may say, hey, she's absolutely crazy. but the truth is, if i hadn't i would never have been where i am now. imagine it, a cold dark street on a cold dark night.

Who knows what, lurking in the dark. Monsters, Killers, Supernaturals? Oh boy, They were so there. Maybe all three. The only one i saw was all most the last.

A Man, About 6 Foot dark skin. Gleaming red eyes. I was so far away from him, yet we were so close too soon for my liking. He smiled, all most angelic but i knew what he was.

"V-VAMPIRE!" I screamed and started to run away but before i knew it, he had hold of my hood. i carried on struggling, but i knew what he was doing. this was his little game. the cat and the mouse. i, of course was the mouse. playing with his food, was how i recalled it.

"I'm going to eat you." he taunted slowly. i turned around deciding to not be afraid of death. my dad wasn't. but my dad wasn't here anymore.

"Hey, man." i said like i was talking to anybody, not a vampire. "get your damn dirty hands of my Hood. unless you vampire's cant read, it's jack wills." that was it. i decided then. i had probably just spoken my last words. i suppose i really was crazy.

He roared with rage at my last words. He clearly did not like my chat-back.

"My name is Matthew Lewis. I am a vampire, a vampire who does not like it when his food talks back to him. You know, i was planning on doing this very quickly, for your sake."

"Don't kid your self." i cut him off.

"Now, im going to do it, very very slowly." His voice was like a loaded gun. lethal and scary. he lunged for my throat, but to both his and my surprise, a Boy my age jumped out of the shadows and grabbed him by the neck. he spun around, his ruby eyes gleaming wildly.

the stranger ran forward, forcing his back until his head smashed against the wall. he fell to the floor, and the stranger turned to me. shock made me gasp. gasp at his gorgeous ( but totally weird) turquoise eyes.

Matthew stook up bhind him, ready to lash out. i screamed to alert the beautifull stranger but it was too late. he smashed him round the back of the head with a glass bottle. the stranger fell stunned to the floor.

"Damn young vampires." Matthew muttered and then turned on me. he walked forward slowly, but i couldn't move with fear. sinking his top teeth into my wrist, making a half moon shape he licked his lips hungrily. i screamed because the cut felt like someone had just poured disinfectant into it.

the staner leapt up and punched his face so hard i thought it would fall in. but it didnt. instead, it fell off.i gasped in horror, even though the stranger had probably just done me a huge favour. he walked gracefully towards me.

"Are you okay?" his voice was as soft as melted butter. not that i heard it for long, though. i was running.