Killing Me Softly

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NOT EDITED.... READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Hahaha. Jk.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

A wake of drowsiness and confusion woke me, I felt sleepier than usual and I had an idea on who was to blame- Jessica. The sound of the beeping woke me again and I slapped the snooze button before recollecting myself.

I turned over in the bed and tried to sleep when I read the clock- 5:30 am. It was way to early to wake up at this time... I would usually wake up at 7:45 just to get ready and get to school on time. School starts at 8:16 and I have no idea why I have to wake up about 2 hours and a half before.

A groan left my mouth as I felt the spur of harsh light flash my eyes, I blinked furiously as I sat up. I saw a dim shadow in front of my eyes, and noticed a thin figure which I soon uncovered as Jessica; standing over me with a scary grin.

"What are you doing waking me up at five thirty in the morning?" I groggily answered, I stretched and yawned for a while before hearing her voice.

"Makeover time!! I even went shopping for this day months ago and I stashed everything in my closet!" Jessica exclaimed as she skipped her way over to the closet and dug through her various attires- she came out with two big and heavy bags on each arm.

Gaping, I didn't know how to answer. Either it was a tremendous thought or she was just a little creepy at the moment. "I don't know wether to feel vilolated or just plain frustrated," I said with a serious face, and once those words flew out of my dumb mouth, her face turned sad. I couldn't help but feel guilty so I gave a laugh, "You totally believed me!" I said through fits of laughing, "You're face was priceless!" I yelled at her and her face became relieved.

She pursed her lips in annoyance but I knew that she was just trying hard not to laugh with me. "Lets get your make over started!" She shrieked excitedly, I groaned and didn't bother trying to run away no matter how much my brain was yelling at me in protest as she basically lifted me off the ground with her inhuman strength and sat me down on her boutique chair- all while carrying those two humungous bags.

God I don't even have that much strength... I mean I may not be a vampire but I still had a little strength...

"Allright well first, we're going to straighten your hair,"

"My hairs already naturally straight," I said slowly, I was so confused. My dirty blond hair was naturally straight! Its always been like that, Jessica is so crazy! Either she's crazy or can't see... Maybe vampires lose their sight.. Oh no! She's going to burn my hair and then my face!!

Stop, stop, stop.. paranoid thoughts are getting to you now.

"Your hair is a little naturally straight but its more wavier then anything and you always complain on how it always tangles and it looks like you never brush it-" She shrugged to herself, "I don't see the problem. This way you won't even need to deal with your hair tangling and such,"

Yea as if I didn't already have to worry about hormonal vamps who never once believed in the little disease/curse.

I sighed. A lot actually, during the whole make over and transformation process. I didn't even protest which was a surprise t me as much as it was to her but I was literally asleep for most of it.

"So do you like it?" Jess asked timidly, I gave myself a once over in the mirror and bit my lip in question. I was wearing a short- scratch that- I was wearing a tiny mini skirt and a black tube top which to say the least made me look like a sexy slash slut teenager. My flat stomach was showing to the world and I could't pull my top down because then my boobs would show... I was much more comfortable with my stomach showing. Well I wasn't too sure about the slut part but I thought it was pretty short when in reality it was actually only like two inches above my knees.

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