A Vampire In Love

[2] Making A Bet

~Kalel's P.O.V.~

~•After School= 3:45•~

"Mom, is it okay if a guy comes over?"

"A human? Why?" She crossed her arms over her chest and furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head.

"Science project. He is gonna be here in 15 minutes."

"Okay, fine. Just make sure he doesn't get to the refrigerator." I nodded and went downstairs to fill some bottles with water in case he got thirsty. I went upstairs after filling 5 water bottles with water. I changed into a white sleeveless crop top, light wash denim jeans, and a white sweater. I curled my hair and pulled it to the side. When I had finished making the perfect winged eyes, the door bell rang.

"Kat, can you get it?"

"I was already doing that!" She yelled as she zoomed past the bathroom. I chuckled and started putting away the curling iron and makeup bag.

I headed downstairs and saw Joey flirting with Kat.

'Seriously?'

"Hey, Joey." I waved.

They turned their attention to me and Joey smirked.

"I see you made yourself pretty for me, Kitten." I rolled my eyes and told Kat to go upstairs.

"Kat...Kat...Katherine!" I yelled in an annoyed tone. She looked up from her daze and ran upstairs in human speed, her cheeks getting red, redder than blood. I need some blood. Like right now.

"Sit on the couch. I need to do something upstairs."

"I bet you're going to ask your sister for advice on how to make me kiss you." He smirked and I rolled my eyes in response. I ran upstairs in human form and went into my sister's room.

"I need some blood."

She thought for a minute. I could tell she was thinking of an exchange.

"Tell me why you don't like Joseph." I gave her an 'are you serious' look and she gave me an expectation look.

"He's a jerk, complete asshole, he plays and breaks girls' hearts, a douchebag, may I go on?"

He shook her head and handed me the bottle and I took a big gulp and started walking down the hallway.

"You didn't say he wasn't hot!" I shook my head and started walking down the stairs. I saw that Joey wasn't sitting on the couch.

He was looking at two family pictures on the wall and was mumbling to himself, tilting his head and had furrowed eyebrows. We had the first one hung up when I was 107 years old. I already looked like a 17-year old human in that portrait. Me and Kat were hugging Mom and Dad, and we had matching hairstyles, a French braid. In the second portrait, I was 538 years old. I looked pretty much the same. Dad was pecking Mom on the cheek while carrying Kat on his back. I was in front and kneeled on one knee and had my arms out wide with the biggest smile on my face.

Not a 'picture day' smile, a 'I'm having the best day ever and I'm on a roller coaster at the moment' smile.

We hung up this picture before my Dad went into vampire military to protect American vampires. We haven't seen him ever since.