Bad Hunter VS Bad Vampie

Chapter 4

"Why-?"

"Don't ask any questions." I snapped and felt my eyes change to their original color. This was why I hated having this wimpy power!

"O-okay." He stammered and his eyes fell into a cute girl with light blue eyes and blond curly hair. She had a light pink, Lolita type dress. She looked as if she was cut out of a manga book.

"She's Emily and she's single." I told him and he snapped out of the trap. "She knows your looking."

"What do you mean? She's not even looking at me."

"Her powers are sensing eyes of humans or other creatures. She traps them once they look. You don't even know that you get trapped. To the eyes of vampies, she's just another girl. But, to humans, she's glowing and beautiful." I explained casually. "You don't get out of the trap unless a vampie talks to you."

"O-oh." He nodded in silence. "What does she do, like, hobbies?"

"Believe it or not, she does street art."

"As in....graffitti?"

"Yup."

"But what if she -"

"Get's caught? Seriously, dude, she senses when someone is looking at her! Be smart. She's the perfect ninja."

"That's cool." He admitted and I smiled.

"Sure is." I gave him a burrito and he gasped. "It has meat, cheese and hot sauce." I said automatically. I knew he was gonna start thinking if it was blood. "We don't drink blood. Well, most of us don't anyways." I gave him a harsh laugh and shook my head. "I'm so funny." I told myself letting out a sigh.

"What about that guy." He looked at Ryan and I blushed with anger hoping my eyes wouldn't change.

"He's my ex ex ex ex ex and he's a dumbass." I burst out and looked at the ceiling.

"Oh I-I'm sorry."

"Don't be, he's too pathetic he's trying to SCORE ANOTHER BLONDIE." I shouted out the last words and the blonde lady he was talking with slapped him and I laughed. "Jerk."

He shot me a death glare and went away.

"Why did you two break up?" The kid asked a bit scared I would chop of his face.

"Didn't ya see him just now? The guy's a dumbass." I stood up and went to get another nacho.

I sat back next to my new BF but not so close. It freaked me out in a way.

I knew he was going to ask me another question. I just did. There were nearly 30 vampies in this house. By the way, this is where most of us hang out or when, say, someone invaded our hiding place...

 "Who's she?" He pointed at the super emo girl with lots or piercings. She was in the corner of the room, smoking a cig and had big scary headphones. She was probably listening to heavy metal. She was wearing too much eye liner and her hair had red and black highlights that went good with her white pale skin and natural blonde hair color.

"Oh she's one of the toughest of us. She's had a bad life and, well, she's deaf."

"Then why is she -"

"She can feel the rhythm of the music if its really loud."

"What's her power?"

"She, my friend, is part witch." He got a little scared and started to laugh, but I shut him up. "I'm not lying." He got serious and stopped. I grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. If you went through the house, it kinda looked like it was filled with dorms. It was.

"Why all these doors?"

"Those are dorms. I own one of them. That means that if I ever want to come here as an emergency, I already have mine -" I entered my room and it was all damaged. "WHOA WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled when I saw this whole mess. My clothes were all over the floor, my bed was horribly wet and filled with food, everything was torn, pillows were unfluffed. Whoever did this would pay me big time. My eyes turned red with hate.

I went into the hall and screamed my lungs out and I felt Gregory, the helpless human, back away.

"WHO THE FUCK PLANNED THIS SICK JOKE?!" I yelled and everyone stopped doing what they were doing. Yeah, everyone pay attention to crazy lady.

"Calm down, Valery, it's only a room." I blushes deeply and my eyes turned blue with embarrasement. Why did my hippy neighbor say my name?! I told her NOT TO EVER say it! I heard Gregory snort. I grunted and he shut up.

"Calm down?! WHO THE FUCK DID IT?!" I asked again loosing my temper. Someone cleared his throat and I shot a death glare at, oh look, Ryan.

"I bet your dog did it." He requested shooting a look at the floor. My what...?

I looked down and there was a freaking yorkie. WHAT THE FUDGE?!

"WHO'S DOG IS THIS?!" I asked and he tried not to laugh. I got even madder.

"I just told you: it's yours." I looked at it again and there was something in its collar. A note.

I hope you like this. It's a real angel!

Oh sure...some guy thinks that a Destroy-o puppy is an actual angel..

"Who gave this to me?!" I asked outloud.

"Heck if I know." He answered and left casually. He passed infront of me. The smell of dog treats filled my nose. Oh...no...he...didn't!

"YOU ASSHOLE!" I jumped at him, but before that, he turned around and try to stop me. We both fell to the floor and I tried to tackle him, but he was too strong. Damn you! I punched his face and everyone started cheering. Everyone knew he was the house's asshole. We were actually fighting in the hall! With everyone looking.

I was ontop of him trying to choke him and him trying to get me off. I punched him again in the stomach and he let out a grunt. He rolled in the floor, making him ontop of me. Shit.

I grunted and kicked his...well, you all know..

"YOU BITCH!" He yelled out in pain while I tried to get out of his grip. My wrists were hurting alot. Damn.....

"You deserve it!" I got out of his grip and punched him again and again and again.

His nose was bleeding now and he stopped my fist before I hit him again. He twisted it and I yelled in pain. Asshole. He let out a small laugh but stopped when I bit his wrist.

"OWWW!" He got away from me. Oh god...what did I just do. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" His wrist was bleeding and my lips trembled a bit. Blood...blood....blood... I did not just taste his blood. That was prohibited. Oh shit...

"What's going on here?" I'm dead. I turned my head to the headmaster. Just great. Everyone scurried to their rooms and the only ones left in the hall were Gregory, Ryan, me...and the puppy.