Blood slave (Casper's story)

Chapter 1 (Casper's POV)

I woke up to the song of my alram, it was a monday and like every other teenager on this damned planet, I have to go to school. Unless I get kidnapped or shot. I hopped out of my big king sized bed and I was feeling girly today so I laid out some pink and black floral leggings a crop top with folded up sleeves with the Chinese peace sign thin in the middle.

Then I got some midi rings out and my peach colored vans. Then I ran to the shower so I could do my hair and NOT be late to school this time. After i was done getting ready, I put on my gray beanie and I grabbed my bookbag an ran downstairs. I grabbed one of those pancake wrapped susages that looks like a corndog, into the microwave. While that was cooking I got a cup out of the cupboard and reached for the oj from the fridge.

That's when my dad woke up and walked over to me. "what the hell are you doing?!" he said in my face with the foul smell of beer. "I'm getting ready to leave for school dad now go back to bed your still tired I can see it in your eyes." thats when i felt a sting go across my face "bitch I am your father you will not tell me what to do and not do"

he screamed as I could feel his spit hit my face. When I went back upstairs I looked in the mirror and saw a hand print on my face so I threw my makeup bag in my bookbag and hurriedmout the door.

I had to walk to school because my didn't have a car and I was to close to ride the bus. I wasn't going to look at the ground the whole entire time I was walking so I took out my phone and earbuds and turned on Bulletproof Love by Pierce The Veil.

After about 15 minutes I arrived at school, my friend wasn't gonna be here today because she was on vacation with her family and wasn't coming back until next Monday.

I grabbed the books I needed for my first two classes and headed to art. I kinda like art, I have been told a lot that i am really good at drawing and painting and stuff but i'm not into art, i'm more into photography.

After all of my classes it was time for lunch and we all had the choice to eat lunch here or leave and just go home after we ate. I looked in my wallet to see if I had any extra money from working. I looked down to find $130 in my wallet. that's more than I expected to find....damn i'm a money hoarder.

I decided to go to Taco Bell, so I pulled out my head phones and turned on Dance Dance by fall out boy. I put my hood on because it started raining when I walked out, lovely. When I got to Taco Bell I order a beefy five layer and had lemonade to drink.

I sat in a corner texting Malia on my phone. She kept sending me beautiful pictures of the ocean while she was on vacation.

About 20 minutes later a tall guy walked in. He looked like a total douche bag. He looked about 20 years old. He had brown hair, green eyes and two snake bites, both on the bottom. Okay I loved his piercings but he still looked like a douche bag that uses girls.

He looked over at me a smirked. That did it, I didn't want some creep I don't know talking to me because I don't know what he would do.

I finished my doritos and threw my trash away and walked out the door. I put my hood up and then I felt like somebody started to follow me.

I shook it off think it was probably my imagination. I turned the corner running into something big and rock fucking hard I mean it seriously felt like I had just ran into a rock.

"watch where your going" I said going around the person. Then I hit it again."what the hell?! excuse me!" I mumbled trying to go around it one more time just to run into i t again.

I looked up at the person furious "you know when somebody says 'excuse me' it normally means to move so they can continue walking." Right then and there I was grabbed at the waist and thrown over somebody's shoulder.

"Put me the fuck down you asshole!" I kept screaming and kicking but the only thing that moved was his feet from walking and his clothes that I was punching.