Different

Chapter Twelve: Yep. Haha

By the time school is all over with and gym is my last class, everyone has been looking at me way different. Too different to the point I don't like it.

"Hey!" Amy says clinging to my arm as we change.

I smile walking with my underwear and gym shirt to the bathroom. Before I know it the bell rang and everyone left the locker room.

I hear a knock at the door, and see two girls sneak into the locker room with... Trey, and some other boy. Trey? Why? What is he doing!?

I walk up to my locker and pull up the shorts my teacher gave me. Trey and I exchange looks, and before I can leave he grabs my arm, but I slap his hand away from me and keep walking. I don't need his shit. He's about to have sex with some random girl.

"Hey what took you so long?" Amy tells me as we work out in the exercise room.

"I saw Trey with another girl."

She stops pulling herself up on the bar, and pokes her hip out.

"You're lucky I can't get in your head. Well talk later."

I nod and we exercise the rest of class period just until,

"Hey bitch!" Selena says pointing at me with three girls behind her. Brittany one of them.

"So you wanna take my girlfriends penis huh? Your fucking with the game, you slut."

"Now Selena, lets be reasonable." Amy says putting a hand out.

"Move out the way red head." After those words Amy's teeth start getting sharper than ever and her eyes become black, they're like Treys but hers are purple.

"I really was hoping you wouldn't make me do this but you see, " Under Amy's eyes is blood red veins popping out looking like a true creature if the night. , " You just never know when to quit."

Amy's speedy teleportation looking thing makes her appear right next to Selena and she bites her neck, throwing her in Brittany, and killing the other girl. There's blood everywhere. It makes me happy that there's no cameras in the locker room.

Amy snaps all their necks confirming their death, and takes my hand. From quick speed I'm in the gym room.

"I've got to learn how to do that." I say under my breath. She laughs and we jog around the track. When the bell rings, I hear a scream and the school is immediately placed under lock down. Before I know it I'm out the school with Trey and Amy.

We all start walking down an alley, and Trey try's to grab my hand, but I slap it away and walk on the other side of Amy.

"Gosh trey what'd you do this time?"

"No clue."

"Yeah... Right." I mumble.

"You know, I am a vampire and I can hear everything."

I choke, and stop walking. "Vampire?" I've always known they were a creature but who would of thought a vampire? They're fantasy book creatures. They're killers of twillight! Even the movie twilight with Edward and Bella! "Well DUH? Magical liquid? Come on now you were drinking vampire blood!" I pause and cross my arms looking down with an angry face. "You don't have to shoot me down like this! My life is hard enough on me!" I uncross my arms and for the first time I speak my mind. "I really thought I could trust you Trey, I actually started to like you! You made me feel like I wasn't alone in this world! After your incident with trying to have sex in a locker room with two females, I didn't have one interest in you at all! I slave all my life and you changed that. I was even raped by my father! He's gone from my life unable to hurt me because of you! I've never felt more loved in my life! But I should of seen it coming. Guys like you, pretty and gorgeous, always have a catch. Well how about this Trey, and no offense Amy." She shrugs and puts her hands in the air giving me access to speak my mind. "FUCK . YOU."

They follow behind as I start speed walking off, re-speaking everything I just said back in my head.

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It's dark and I'm laying in bed, I keep waking up having nightmares of my dad. My window is open and I see Trey laying faces up. Looking at the ceiling. Amy's the realist friend I ever had. I just wish those would come everyday. I sniffle from the cold and snuggle as much as I can to myself and my cover, but it's so thin, I can't even get a draft of heat. I look over at Trey and his king sized bed. That house is the biggest in our neighborhood. I face the wall so I don't have to envy his life. It's always someone's life I envy, never my own do I love. A tear escapes my eye, and I hear a knock on my window. I turn around to see a yellow hazel eyes, shirtless, six pack, with wavy brown haired Trey. What could he possibly want? I wipe my eye and walk to the window lifting it up, and wiping my eye again.

"Hey." He says with a whisper, and I whisper back. "Hi." His face looks confused, and he smiles to the side. "Girls don't say hi, they say hey." I giggle without making a sound and eye his dog tags. "I'm different, what can I say." "Well are you gonna let me in?" "What do you mean?" "I'm saying, do you forgive me?" "No, why would I do that?" "Because I like you." He leans into my face, and my breath shortens to it's peek. I can't just forgive him, that's like constantly letting the enemy control your brain when you can control it yourself, so I begin to shut my window and he moves his face from mine so he doesn't get his head shut in a window. Before the window goes all the way down his hand pushes it back up, and he grins. "Listen, I don't say sorry. So you better be happy. I can admit I'm the have-sex-with-you-and-leave-you-for-granted type guy. But im saying sorry, for the sake of this relationship." "Relationship?" He's really screwing with me now. "Our... Friendship." I giggle and rub my eyes. His speediness lets him form Into my room, and I hit my window in amazement. "What, how. Wait." He laughs, and sits on my bed. "I watch you sleep at night. It uhm... It's... It's calming. You're very peaceful." "So you don't sleep?" "Never. Ever." He forms in my face. "Ever." His pink lips, make me lick my own, and walk to my bed, so I don't tempt myself to try my first kiss on him. I lay back in my bed and close my eyes. When I open them again he forms next to me laying down face to face. His hazel eyes don't fool me one bit. "Show me them." "What do you speak of?" "Your eyes. I want to see them." I blush, because I'm normally not the person who starts a conversation. His eyes turn into a pitch black with a yellow ring in the middle like the hazel was just fog, or contacts. I touch his face, and close my eyes. He leans in on me, and I can feel it because his breath is close. I open my eyes, and smile, his lips are centimeters from mine and I hold my breath, but I'm not falling for this. Before he can even attempt to try to connect those delicate lips with mine I back away and close my eyes.