Pureblood

Birthday

Ashley's POV:

I sat there for a while just thinking. Why me? I'm not particularly pretty. "Why would you want to date...me?" I asked. He looked shocked. "I think you the prettiest girl in the world. As cheesy as it sounds it's true." He game me a shy smile. "Yes..." I said my face broke into a massive grin. He smiled and leant forward about to kiss me, when our lips touched it felt like fireworks. I've never felt like this. The feeling is amazing. He pulled back. "You lips are so cold." He muttered. "It's a thing I have I'm uh...always really cold." I lied, he nodded. He drove me back home after tea and I walked into the house the happiest person alive. Or un-alive I should say...and to top it off it's my sweet sixteen tomorrow. I'm super excited. When I had a shower washing my hair and all that I got into bed snuggling into the pillows.

*BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEP*

"UGGGGHHHHHH!" I groaned slamming my hand down on the stupid alarm clock and threw it across the room. To my surprise it smashed to pieces. OMG I FORGOT ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAY, THE ONE WHEN I GET MY POWERS!!! I ran into the bathroom and looked at my reflection and gasped. My eyes had gone from bright red to the colour of blood. My straight ugly dirty blonde hair now flowed down my back in perfect curls and was now bright, my skin as white as snow. I was super slim. And I had grown a lot. I walked downstairs and when mum saw me she gasped. "You look...beautiful." I smiled. I heard my phone buzz with my now new super hearing.i ran upstairs to look at it.

From Seth: 'hey HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I got you a present!'

To Seth: 'thanks. Ooh what is it?'

Seth: it's a suprise! Can I pick you up at 12:00?

Ashley: sure!

I smiled. I wore a black tank top with a pink skull on it, with a leather waistcoat. Some black skinny jeans and black converses. You have probably figured that they are my favourite shoes by now. I applied thick black eyeliner. Mascara. And some dark red lipstick. I got a text from Seth saying that he was here. I walked out my house and got in. He literally fainted when he saw me. "what happened to you." He breathed. "Your hair..." He muttered. I smiled. "I straightened it every day." I lied. He nodded. "And your so pale..." I sighed. "I don't know why I'm pale." I lied. He took my back to his house. I've been before and it's a nice cosy house. He lead me to the living room, I didn't sense any presence in the house so I guess his parents were out. He pulled out a box shaped thing wrapped in crimson wrapping paper. I tore it open. It was a red box. I opened it to see a beautiful necklace. It was the prettiest thing I have ever seen. It was a a crimson ruby with vines wrapped round it. I gasped. "It's beautiful thank you so much!" I hugged him. "I think your prettier." He smiled lightly kissing me. "I have to show you something." He smiled leading me to his room. He gave me a black leather notebook. I opened it to see a picture of a girl. He skin was white as snow, her hair was curly and covered her face. But something caught my attention her eyes were dark red and had a dangerous glint in. And resting on her bottom lip were two gleaming pearly white fangs, blood trickled from her lips as she stared back at you. I gasped. He had drawn...me. The real me. "I've been having the same dream every night, I wake up when she leaps for me." I looked down in shame. "I...I have to-" I started but he interrupted. "When I saw you this morning..." He sighed. I flipped through the book. Every page was of the same person. On the very last page it was coloured. The hair was blonde, the skin was white the eyes. Blood red. "I had that dream last night. The night of your birthday." He sighed again. What do I tell him. "I have to go..." I sighed. "I'll pick you up at seven?" He asked and I nodded. I had to tell mum about this. I quickly shoved the book into his bag without him seeing. He drove me home.

When I got home I showed my mum the book. Her eyes widened. "How..." She sighed and showed dad who randomly appeared. He sighed. "There's only one way this is possible." He looked at me. "He is your mate."