MY BEST FRIEND IS A VAMPIRE

MY BEST FRIEND IS A VAMPIRE : Chapter 1

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PROPERTY OF BRiTTANY !

Or also known as iLYUU_95 !

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"Hurry up Becka! Your going to be late again!" That's just what I need, school. Huh, Yeah right. School is what I hate besides the color pink.

"I'm coming!" I looked at myself through body-length mirror. My usual look was a huge jacket over a tank and a long pants. But this time I'm trying something different. A jet black lether jacket and a white under shirt with my curvy Lisa jeans. Besides everything else I had to wear the jeans, there was nothing else. I let down my raven hair that was usaully up. It smelled like tahitian orchid.

I loved it, As soon as I was done with my eyeliner, I looked at my curvy figure one last time before I grabbed my bag and bolted down the hall. "Who are you?" I turn to see my confused Aunt Macy staring straight at me. She was my present gaurdian til I was old enough and smart enough to live on my own. She was young woman who loved fashion, For a newly 27 year old. She has warm brown eyes that make up a perfect lie. Her black hair lays in curls around her pale skin. Her curvy figure fits her clothes that she made herself.

"Im Becka don't you remember?" I said sarcastically heading to the kitchen fridge. "Really? Because the Becka I know doesn't have a ass like that!" she looked at me while I drank my juice. "Is someone jealous ?" I said shaking my but towards her giggling. She only laughed and muttered a 'you wish' and rolled her eyes. "Hurry your little sarcastic ass out of here before I smack you with a ruler !" she laughed. I jog out the door past her. I didn't want to have a 12 inch ruler marked on me.

I almost trip over the hose and it seems she noticed.

"Make sure you don't break anyones necks!-" she was by the back door and smiled through the screen. "-Oh yeah.... Be careful" she yelled at me as I got onto my motorcycle.

"I know! And very funny! Aunt Macy!" I put on my helmet that is jet black which matches my bike. Its a 2009 ducati. Hey I'm not really a car person for a junior in high school. Hell Im probally the only girl who rides a motorcycle to school. I like to arrive in style so since my mom and dad were working 24/7, they made great income. So they got me this about a year ago. A year ago since their death.

I roll my bike out of the garage and start it up. In a few seconds it's roar will scare the neighbors dog. "BARK! BARK!" told ya, I smile. Sooner than usual I squeeze the gas and do a willy out of the driveway.(Ohh Yueh !) The adrenaline is coarsing through my veins. It's 7:59 and I have less than 15 minutes to get to school on time. Knowing the traffic I won't be early. So I decide to take a shortcut and by pass all the traffic without getting a ticket. I turn down the street away from the main road, I take another couple of turns til I noticed I was at the entrance to Cross high school, the home of the crows. Or as I call it, the home of a retarded black. Chicken. (lol!) And I am early! Yes!

Now, here's the thing no one in school has ever saw me ride my bike so I'm pretty much a star. I park my bike in my usual spot. Slowly, not making my hair look like it needs to be brushed, I take off my helmet. My hair falls around my jacket. I hear some whistles and giggles. I ignore them, by plugging in my iPod. The music wasn't loud enough to hear my phone ring. I grab my helmet so I can store it in my locker as usual. (don't want to punch someones eyes out for stealing it) I take out my phone to see Adams number on the screen. I put it right back in my pocket. That boy always calls me when he's near me in the morning, so I know who's comming to chat.

I keep my gloves on and adjust my backpack, it wasnt pouring but there was a light drizzle which made people shiver in the wind. I was about to leave my bike when a car pulls up beside me. But not just any car, a camero. I know I said cars are'nt my style but for a Camero, Hell yeah! I love Cameros. I never knew the driver would be as hot as the red car. I see a tall masculine but still a lean figure, guy come out of the car, wearing a long black cloak, he's wearing jeans like any other person, it's cold that's why. He's new, how do I know that? Well I know every hot guy in school except him. He seems to be coming to school with only a binder. Well I'd figure he come with a backpack in this weather but I guess not. He looks at me, I catch myself staring at him. I blush but at the same time I smile. "Love your ride" He smirks back and his eyes roam my body then my bike next to me.

"is that yours ?" he says, nodding towards the shiny ducati. "yeah" I state and nod at him. "Thats pretty sick. Never seen a girl and a Ducati come to school before" he smirks and nods at me before I grin and walked away.

Now for the neck thing, aunt Macy brought up, I think I might have broke half of the guys necks. I feel a arm come around my neck and I knew who this was.

"Do I have competition?" Adam, just like I thought. He is tall but so am I, so he's just a few inches higher. He has bronze hair with high cheekbones and is pale besides my tan skin. He has a built figure and is a handsome one that makes girls despise me for being besties with him.

"I don't know what your talking about." I say as I put my arm around his waist. "come on! You know what I'm talking about! That guy he's totally checking out my girl !" he says sarcastically. Looking back over his shoulder and borrows his eyes. "I hope you were talking about another girl besides me, cause I am so not yours to own." He smiles and I notice something unusual. Adam's teeth are so white and perfect, it also seems that he's been in a freezer or something. He's so cold.

Chapter 2 COMING SOON ! ! ! !