-Jenny-
"Could you at least tell me where you're taking me?" I scream, pounding against the bag Charles stuffed me in. Yeah, the idiot came into my room/jail cell in the middle of the night and just stuffed me in a bag! I have been dragged up a flight of stairs, and dragged over a rocky floor. My head hurts and I am not happy!
"You wanted a window, right?" He said cheekily and threw me into a room. "Huh?" I screamed, but he had already left. After a lot of struggle, I found an opening and climbed out of the bag. My heart skipped a beat, when I saw the room I was in. It had neon purple walls, there was a king-sized bed, a flat-screen TV, and a window. A FRICKEN' WINDOW!!! Yasss!!!
I walked over to the pink bed and layed down, after sleeping on a cold cement floor, this felt like heaven. There was also a door next to the TV. Hmm...
I wonder where it leads. I got up and walked over to the door, opening it. I gasped.
MY VERY OWN BATHROOM!
"Thank you." I whisper. If they're really vampires they would hear me, but they're not. They're just a group of wannabe's. I can't believe they think they-
"It's our pleasure!" Personal-Space-Guy calls from downstairs. I wonder what's his name. "It's Atticus!" Charles screams. I groan. Now I'm stuck in a house, with three vampires, not to mention one of them keeps reading my thoughts. I like annoying people, but I don't like it when people annoy me... It's annoying!
At least the bathroom's pretty glamorous! I looked in the mirror and may I just say... Yikes! My light brown hair was messy and dirty, my clothes were wet and wrinkly, not to mention my makeup, which was smudged all over my pale face.
I got onto the shower and turned on the water. The little drops felt amazing as they dripped down my body. I washed my hair and conditioned, never forget the conditioner!
When I was done I dried my hair and walked over to the cupboard with a towel wrapped around me. I opened it and gasped. There were really tight crop tops, super short short and skirts, and underwear and bra's. Wait, bra's?
I picked up a purple lace bra and checked the size. Dear god, they got it right! What the hell? Stalker much?
I put on a bra, a crop top, and they longest skirt I could find. Sure, I looked like a stripper, but can you blame me? Can you really?
I opened the door. Yup, they left it unlocked! Hip hip hooray! I ran down the stairs and found three boys sitting on a couch. Atticus, Nathan and Charles. I glared at them, and they looked at me innocently.
After a while, Charles finally broke the silence. "Can we help you?" My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "You beg you can help me! Who the fudge bought the bra's? And how the fudge did you get my size right." I raged. Charles yawned, obviousy not intrested. Atticus and Nathans's cheeks were turning pink and they were akwardly looking around. "Oh my golly gosh! You people are vampires! Aren't vampire's usualy ancient. Well, you're probably very old, and you can't even handle the word bra!" I smirked.
"Bra, bra, bra, bra, bra! I can totally handle it! I guess I'm the most manly vampire here!" Charles said and flexed. I squinted my eyes trying to see the least bit of muscle. Nothing. Charles frowned. Yeah Charles, reading my thoughts isn't always fun!
Atticus had kind of recovered from his bra-blush, but Nathan was still quite pink. "Yo, Nathan, you hot or something?" I lift one of my eyebrows. He jumps at the mention of his name. Then he just got up and left. Like, who does that? Ugh! Rude much?
"Nathan's always like that, kind of distant, but he's nice once you get to know him." Charles says, the he looks back at the screen. Hey, I didn't know vampire's watch football! Cool? I guess.
On my way back to my room, I heard someone... Growl? It came from the room I was walking past. I stared at the door, unsure whether I should enter or not. Then I heard a loud crash and a groan. I gasped! Shucks! Nathan could be in there.
I opened the door and noticed the room was completely dark. Like, really, dark as hell! I went in and grabbed the umbrella laying on the floor as a weapon. I heard another crash and walked to the source of it.
I finally got to another door. Okay Jenny... 1... 2... 3...
CHAAAAAARGE!
I ran into the the room with my eyes closed and randomly swung the umbrella in all directions. Untill I hit something hard. "What the fuck Jenny?!" An unknown voice screamed. I lowered the umbrella and opened my eyes.
"Nathan?" I gasped. "I am so sorry, I thought you were a burglar!" He rubbed his head and sighed. "Jenny-"
"Wait, wait, how do you know my name? I never told you my name! Let me guess, Charles told you?" I glared. He nodded, making me see red. "That little-"
"Jenny, listen, put the umbrella down, okay?" He spoke to me like I was two. I dropped the umbrella and sighed. He was right. How was I going to hurt a group of vampires. Like, I mean, they're vampire's!!! How do you even hurt a vampire?
I looked around the room I was in, there was a chandelier, a couch, and a smashed computer. Oh no, that's my fault.
"Jenny, besides, if a burglar breaks into our home, who do you think is going to win the battle? The human burglar, or three powerful vampires?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Three powerful vampires, I guess. But what were you doing in here?" I ask. He awkwardly looks around. "Oh, you know, the usual." He furrowed his brow. "Why am I explaining myself to you, anyway? Get out of my room." He pushed me out of the room and through the dark room, then out the door.
That's what you get when you try to save a group of vampires!
