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PART 1
Sometimes the world isn't the way it should be.
There are times that the laws of nature are twisted that cause things that we are not able to comprehend. We are just humans, after all. Everything outside the norm for us is crazy, and we always choose to ignore it, even if it's staring us right at the face.
It's because we fear things we do not understand.
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"Gosh, Alli, you look like you could use some sleep."
I surely do, I thought. The dark bags under my eyes were a definite proof.
"Well, Danna, I practically had five hours of sleep these past three days," I said to my oh-so-concerned bestfriend, Danna Brown.
"Why? What had kept you up these days?" She asked suspiciously. "I hope you had really moved on in that nasty breakup with Mike..." she eyed me from the corners of her eyes while gathering the books she needed for third period.
"Dan..." I whined.
"Ok, ok, I know. Stop whining. It's so good you're naturally pretty. God knows Sara Castro will still look like a peasant next to you even with those eye bags of yours."
I laughed. Well, who wouldn't? Sara Castro is the biggest slut in school. Everything about her is plasticized, and I mean that literally.
From her fake blonde hair to her hot pink painted toenails, she was every inch the typical queen bee slash whore.
And I... well, I'm ok, I guess. They always say I'm beautiful, though I don't care anyway. By the way, my name is Allison Clark. I'm 5'8, with straight black hair that ended just before my waist and piercing violet eyes. I have the perfect body (for me, anyway) because of constant workout and my... err, job.
I heard Danna sigh. "I hope I'm as effortlessly beautiful as you."
"Don't be silly. You know you look good."
And I'm not just flattering her. She really looks good. She was 5'6, with short curly red-brown hair that reaches her shoulders. She has warm brown eyes and a slim body. She emits this kind of peaceful atmosphere that made me like her immediately from the start. God knows how much I needed peace in my life.
Just then, the bell rang, startling me. Danna laughed and we ran to our next class for the day.
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I'm not as normal as others think I am.
I'm not as innocent; I'm not as pure. I'm a creature of the day, but I participate with those at night. I led this kind of double life since I was young.
I'm not really up all night bawling my eyes out because of my boyfriend just like any lovesick teenager. I deal with more important things. I need to be awake because of my job.
I'm a vampire hunter.
