I was kidnapped by the evil vampire prince but now I love him.

The beginning

Hi! My name is Midnight Sapphire and I am 16 years old. I know my name is really weird caus my parents were drunk when they named me. I started to begin my morning routine and began combining my long, luscious hair that fell down my back in perfect ringlet curls all the way down to my knees. My hair is dark purple caus I'm sorta emo. I have really pale skin caus I never go outside and I hate the sun.

Both of my parents are suuuupppppeeerrrrr ritch and high powered lawyers who work for celebrities. They are never at home and when they are I despise them. They never spend time with me and just give me money and let me do whatever I want. It's super annoying. My maid has to take care of me and she is EVIL. To some people I may seem shy and quiet, but I am really super badass and have a black belt in karate. I am also super smart and sarcastic and I always have good comebacks.

I staired into the mirror and looked at my bright blue orbs as I begin my make-up routine. I used super dark lipstick caus like I said, I'm like really emo. I then added a swoop of mascara and lightly coated my face with a half bottle of foundation to touch up my very subtle blemishes. Then it was time for me to get dressed.

I struggled to pull on a pair of skintight distressed black skinny jeans along with a loose Ralph Lauren sweater blouse that was a light blush color. I then add a pair of brand new red stilettos and a Louis Vuitton purse. I looked in the mirror loudly sighing, I looked like a filthy rabbis troll who had just emerged from its home from beneath a stone bridge.

"Midnight, honey," I hear my evil maid call. "You should try to hurry a little bit or you will be late for school."

"Whatever Lacy," I yell back. She is like super annoying.

I quickly rush out of my room and down to super long hallway that leads to my private elevator. I live in a mansion so the entire third story is my bedroom. As I walk down the hallway it is takeing so long that I start to think that I should get one of those hotel moving floor thingis so I don't have to walkd down such a long hallway.

When I finally get to my elevator I am exhausted and sit in the leather chair as I ride down to the basesment which is where my limo-driver picks me up.

I stepped out of the elevator and gasped at what I saw.