Any Better

My name is Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Courte, y'know, the vampire who's lived for so long she remembers when the world was created.

No. That's not true. Most rumours aren't true. I don't live like Dracula or live off blood and sleep on cold stone during the day.

Sure the sunlight stings a little, but I don't do anything serious like faint or die. I'm fine. I feed off of people's necks and wrists occasionally, but I don't need it to stay alive.

I have long, flowing, dark brown hair and pale skin. Bright blue eyes and a bad attitude.

I also have retractable fangs, so when I smile you don't usually see the sharpness. Sure their sharp, like anyone else's. But when I am hunting and biting someone, their sharper than anyone else's.

I've only been in high school and elementary school once, but being a vampire I could've gone maybe 3 times. I'm in university right now, my first time, my first year.

I'm in a dorm with some quiet girl who I think knows I'm a supernatural. I've been here a few weeks and she's smart, she can detect I'm not human, I think.

My friends here are all childhood friends. Marcy, my best friend, knows I'm a vampire. But Christopher, my other friend, doesn't have any idea. I try to make sure Marcy doesn't tell him, but she's too nice and isn't good at keeping secrets.

"You know Malcolm?" Marcy says to me, over the phone. "The guy with the bad reputation for being a jerk, yeah I know him." I chuckle. It's true, Malcolm, a boy in our grade does have a bad reputation and is so bad he can't ever be trusted.

"Well I think he's moving dorms, and coming to ours. I'm kind of scared, I'm the only one without a roommate. What if he's placed with me?!" Marcy shrieks. "You're too sweet to gain a new personality. Don't be so scared. Why don't I move upstairs to room with you?" I ask. We are best friends, it would be nice to be with her. "YES!" She yells, "I mean, yeah. Sure." I laugh and hang up.

I turn on some music from my phone and play "Wake Me Up" by Ed Sheeran. It's a slow song, it reminds me of love. It reminds me of pleasure, and how I haven't been very active in my love life. "You will never know just how beautiful are to me, but maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up." My favourite line. I whisper it to myself. It makes me cry. It shouldn't. I'm a vampire, I'm supposed to be tough. But no. I'm as sensitive as Marcy.

It's hard.

I get the shivers and cry. I want to be loved. What would it feel like, to love and to be loved back?

I won't find my husband here obviously. It's university. It's like elementary school, but harder work, and away from home. You don't find your fiancé in elementary school.