Stardust: The Beginning( ON HOLD :( sowwy)

Stardust

Growing up, I wasn't.. normal. Well, my life wasn't anyway. I am an orphan, but my foster mother and my birth mother were actually really good friends, so it's not too far from family. My foster mother's name is Maryelle Thompson and my foster father's name is Tom Thompson. They are researchers of the super natural... specifically vampires. That brings me to why my childhood was not very normal, well my life today isn't either, but I've learned how to live a semi-normal teenage life.

I am dragged along every single one of their ventures to the household of a vampire clan. We've been all around the world living with the clan for about 3 years, then moving to the next to find out how they interact with each other, their daily routines, you know.. that type of stuff. I, myself, think it's tedious. It's always the same! They treat each other like business partners and colleagues, except when they are in romantic relationships. Anyways, this may seem exciting, but it can be difficult moving from city, having to start all over with new people and new surroundings. The vampire's I met made up for that, though.

From a very young age I had been fascinated by these creatures. I actually come to enjoy their company, even over humans. They were all so.. other-worldly. Their pale, smooth skin. Eyes bright and beautiful, hair soft and silky. They moved with so much grace and possessed so much poise. I wanted to be very much like them. To be magnificent.. spectacular..perfect. My irregularly pale skin, light-ish brown, and deep brown eyes were nothing compared to them. I remember playing with them as a child. Trying endlessly to run as fast, or throw as far. I was always deeply saddened when I could never be on the same level.

Before I get too far into my rant, my name is Mckenzie. As I have already given you my description, it will not be needed again. I am a bit of a shy, somewhat awkward 16 year old, now. I don’t usually have many friends. I try to keep to myself. Somehow, my own species doesn’t feel like my own. I don’t feel a part of that world. I don’t exactly feel at home with the vampric society, either.

Well, other than my shy, awkwardness, I would like to say that I am just like any other teenager. Talks back, moody, melodramatic, and always looking for “the one”.  That whole soul mates, love at first sight type of thing. I ‘d never taken much thought to it until I turned 14. I was getting ready for another move and then I thought, what if I like one of them? , and then another thought blossomed, what if he likes me?, and one more, what if we totally fall in love and run away together?!.  My 14 year old self became almost instantly giddy. Ofcourse, when I did finally meet the new clan, my hopes were destroyed because of the room full of handsome, MIDDLE-AGED  vampires waiting for me. My hopes have been crushed for the last two years. I’m sort of sick of waiting for “the one”. I’m not getting my hopes up anymore and moving to another city will definitely help me get a fresh start.