A World of Vampires [COMPLETED]

Chapter 5 - School Mysteries (Edit)

Zoe grimaced as she shuffled through her clothes which were now hung up in the new wardrobe. Her old furniture had gone missing somehow, and so she had kept the new stuff, despite everyone being quite confused at how it had got there. It was nicer than her usual stuff anyway; it was a better colour and more grown up than her other things. If only her old clothes had gone missing and she'd found a new batch in her new wardrobe.

            Everything was old. She'd chosen a skirt a few minutes ago but had changed her mind now. Would jeans be better? Would they be okay? What did everyone else wear? How she wished she'd bought a whole new stock of clothes to start with. She couldn't imagine what anyone else would be wearing. Did they wear uniform? Somehow she doubted it.

Someone knocked on the door and pushed it ajar slowly so it only opened a little, just enough to hear the voice on the other side. "Are you decent?" It could only be one person. Harry. Rosalie would have just bounced in, no matter what condition Zoe was in.

"Yes. I don't know what to wear." She complained as her brother wearily stepped inside and closed the door. He looked at the bed, most of his sister's tops flung all over it so it looked like a multicoloured mess. He turned to look at her, stifling a laugh as she stared worriedly back at him. "Help me." She pleaded.

Harry would know. He was good with clothes and what he liked on people, girl wise. He was a fashionable boy really, compared to Zoe.

"Hm..." He stood beside her and sighed, rubbing his chin. She pushed him and a smile played on his lips before he answered. "Jeans will probably be best."

He moved towards the tops thrown all over the place in messy piles and began to shift through them, flipping them around into the corners of the bed. Meanwhile, Zoe pulled out her black jeans and watched as Harry pulled out a white strappy top and a turquoise jumper. "Here."

"But that's really old."

"Everything's really old. Put it on." he said, ignoring her remark, chucking the clothes at her. She caught them awkwardly as he moved towards the door. "Now hurry up otherwise you'll be late."

            Zoe watched her big brother exit as quick as he could without making it seem too obvious. She smiled. He'd never liked watching his sister undress, even if it was just a shirt or a jumper or trousers, even when he was a kid. He always left the room because he thought 'privacy was important'. Not that she complained; who would want your big brother watching you undress? Especially now, seeing as she'd grown up. The funniest moments was when she was little and he was 3, he used to storm out of the room with his arms folded, his face crumpled, muttering that 'no one except Mummy was allowed in there with Zoe', Seeing that Zoe couldn't dress herself yet. It was a shame that she didn't really remember those times.

            Quickly, she pulled on her clothes, nearly falling over when she began putting on the jeans. She picked up a black leather bag, the one she always used for school, and ran down the stairs, shouting goodbye to Rosalie, who was in the bathroom brushing her hair. Harry hugged his sister and nodded as she opened the front door.

"You look fine. Remember the school is..." He began to point out of the door but Zoe stopped him.

"I know where it is, thanks. Have a good day lounging around on your butt while I slave away doing the work."

"I know I will." He grinned and his eyes followed her as she stepped out of the warmth of the house and into the outside.

Zoe couldn't see any trace of the sky, let alone across the road. There were dark shadowy figures across the path, like they were drifting black cloth dancing in the wind. She didn't know who they were because it was just too hard to see. Were they male or female? Old or young? Handsome or pretty? Ugly or Horrible? She just didn't know. It was hard to tell. They all looked the same shape. The weather was so thick it was unbelievable.