Vampyre Chick

Introduction

Rose. That's what my friends called me. They always feel like they need to walk on egg shells around me because of my fragile condition. I have a weak heart, and according to my doctor, anything could set it into a frenzy. I have light blue sky colored eyes, with long rose gold hair. I am the shortest of my friends with a height of five foot three inches. 

James. That's my best friend. James Stark to be exact. He is almost to the six foot range. Making most people laugh as we walk side by side in the hallway. They loose their laughter as soon as James sends a glare their way. He has shaggy brown hair that almost reaches his ears. His eyes are a gorgeous forest green. 

James and I have known each other since 6th grade. We are sophomores in high school now. When we were little I used to have a major crush on him. I still think he is cute, but I will never tell him that. There is no point in ruining our friendship. 

A few days ago, I started to get a weird feeling when he was around. Something was off about James. When I asked him though, he just said he changed, but wouldn't say how. But I finally figured it out. He has changed into a vampyre. Or at the very least, a fledgling.