I'm Being Stalked By A Ghost & Hunted By A Vampire

Part one

So this is the beginning of my story! I appreciate feed back and positive comments, (though who doesn't?) For those who don't know me, I'm Darker-Than-Ebony! I was an original writer from Quizilla! I started reading and writing back in 2003 on Quizilla. I've been writing SBGHBV since 2006 and I took a hiatus on Quizilla when all my favorite writers stopped writing :(

So I was going through some of my old stuff and I came across this story. I believe I only had wrote up to chapter 12? Who knows! Anyways I had always wanted to put an ending to this story, I had so many ideas, and I am much older than I was back in middle school :P So I revamped, (<—- :P) the whole thing and republished on to quizilla. I made it to the top rated, and most popular on there! That had been a long term goal of mine, to make it to the front page!

So then Quizilla announced they're shutting down :0 That put a damper on my writing. Some of the writers & readers suggested wattpad and so here I am! I am thankful that I am able to write my story and have people enjoy them! I know some of my grammar and spelling may be off or wrong, so let me know! I'll correct it right-o-way!

So lets start this!

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"And that, my dear friends, is the sad tale of Romeo and Juliet," 

You watch with tired eyes as as Mrs. Janos puts her book down sighing. The class continues to talk amongst themselves as if she wasn't there, completely ignoring the fact that she was even reading.

Let's face it, she reads that book every goddamn year. It's enough to drive anyone insane, considering you have had her every year for English.

It's not like she is reading it for a book study or marks, she reads it out of sheer pleasure.

'Girl must not have a life.'

You watch as she shakes her head in disapproval, but does nothing about the class. It was difficult to control a class of this size, it's understandable that she looks absolutely torn over the classes disinterest.

You tap your fingernails on the desk waiting for the bell to ring. It's Friday, so obviously you are in a rush to get out of here. A few seconds later, you feel a vibration coming from your pocket and realize it's your cell phone.

You pull it out and see that you have a text from Ryan, your best friend since grade three.

You read the text and smile;

'Hey! Where are you? I'm waiting for you in the parking lot!'

You just shake your head and frown as you send him a text back

'I'm in class, where you should be!'