THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE TEN. ITS VERY BAD LMAO
Staffie and her dog Unicorn, a white great dane puppy, move to her uncle and aunt's mansion after her parents 'died'. her uncle and aunt have to go on a business trip, leaving Staffie and...
"you're cute..." Greyson...? said. "eep!" i yelped feeling a tongue on my neck. i swung my fist right into the little bastards other side of his jaw. "OW!" he screeched. "you're so mean..!" he whined. "and you're a creep!" i relied. "i am not!" he yelled. "whatever. I'm going to my room!" i said, turning around and heading down the hall. it's been about... a week of me living with these idiots. in that week i've learned; the people here are vampires (creepy), Unicorn likes broccoli (weird), auntie will be gone for about a year and a half (or so) and i look good in black (at least that's what Tay says...?) i walked over to my room and noticed my room door was open a crack.
did Unicorn get in here? that can't be good... i wonder what of my stuff has been torn to shreds?
i opened my door to see my room exactly how i left it. then i saw something moving on my bed. i tip-toed over to the side of the bed. i could see that it was boy, my age and really tall. i shook him on his shoulder, then in milliseconds i was underneath... Tay?! i squirmed under him. he had my hands and legs pinned to the bed. "Ta-" i was cut off by the feeling of a tongue on my neck, and then fangs sinking into my skin. i whimpered. it hurt! i could feel a bit of blood that missed his mouth trickling down my neck and onto my bed. after about 30 seconds of this, almost as if realized what he was doing, pulled away. "Taffie!" he screeched. that was the nickname he gave me, Taffie, i asked him why and he said; "because it's my favorite candy, and it's sweet like you!" he pulled me up so i was in his lap. "i'm fine. don't worry." i said. he buried his face into my neck, which was still bleeding, and licked it. after a few licks it stopped bleeding. "i'm so sorry Taffie! i- i don't know what came over me! i'm sorry." he said, though muffled because he was talking into the crook of my neck. "um.. Tay can you please let go...?" i asked shuffling in his lap. "no. my brothers will have smelled your blood by now." he said. then, i heard a knock at my door. i pinched his hands' pressure point and he let go. i walked to the door and opened it. it was Jack and the little bastard. "hm.. guess my prediction was right; he drank your blood, correct?" he asked. "um... well yes." i said baking up a bit. "no fair!" the little bastard whined. "indeed. it's extremely unfair, we are, after all, brothers! and by the looks of it, you haven't left enough for us all to have.." he said. i walked over to Aidan, getting right up in his face. "listen, bub, you don't own me. so, i say who does and who doesn't get to drink my blood, and all six of you can stay away!" i said. the little bastard whimpered and Aidan just stared at me. "and yet you let Tayson drink your blood. could i detect a hint of favouritism-" before he could blab on i slapped him. and it wasn't one of those pretty little girl slaps, this was a slap that spoke louder than words. you could clearly see my handprint on his face. "why you little-" he started, but i didn't let him finish. I kneed him in the gut. he stumbled back and onto the floor. "go away before i do a lot worse." i said. he stood up and looked down at me, it was then that I realized how short i was. i looked up at him. "i'll give you 'till the count of three.." i said. "1" "come on Aidan." The little bastard has brains... strange. "2" "go away you two!" at least i have someone on my side.. "3" i said three strangely, it kind of scared me. "i'm gone!" the little bastard said. Adain looked at him then, he started backing away. once they were gone i turned around and looked over at me bed, Tay was gone? creek... click... i turned around and saw Tay standing there, closing the door and locking it. "Tay...?" i asked. he stepped forward and i stepped back. then my leg hit the bed post and i fell onto it. Tay sat ontop of me, a creepy grin on his face. i stared at him. "Tay what are you doing...?" i asked. he leaned down so that our face's were inches apart. "do you really like me?" he asked. i turned red. "what kind of l-like?" i asked. "if i were to kiss you, would you kiss back?" he asked. "n- yes." i looked away from him. "hm... i'd like to test that theory..."
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