How to be Best Friends with a Vampire

chapter two

Authors Note: Chapter Two is Up. In Honor of 1k reads on my other book.

Hope you like it.

Ahh. The cute boy is staring at me. I am going to die. He was the cutest guy I have ever seen. He was almost too perfect to be real. You may have read that perfect guys only exist in books. I even heard that from my own dream-crushing sister. He was standing right in front of me. He was perfect.

He was my dream guy. I could just see myself writing Mrs. Sam Clayflin on a notebook in fancy curly lettering. That's such a middle school thing to do. Still I could see myself doing that. He had that kind of impression on me.

Suddenly I drop everything I am carrying on my foot and it hurt. I never notice though because my mouth would be open wide with a dumb expression on my face.

Luckly everything I had was in my pack so I think my feet were safe. I didn't have a dumb expression on my face. I was wearing a outfit that was new back in 1700. Okay maybe I was feeling a little self-conscious. Or maybe a lot. But he was so cute! I think you would understand if you saw him.

I still remember my first crush. Back in 5th grade, I think, on a guy named Austin. I had such crush. He asked out my science partner Kendra.

Talk about betrayal alert. Some guys are total jerks. I was so upset I ran and cried in the bathroom. I was in there for like the whole afternoon. Liam found me there after school. Not like it was that hard to find me because about 100,000,000 people saw me.

They also ended up breaking up at graduation or so our class Facebook page tells me. Oh well, like I cared by then. I moved on within two hours when Liam took me out to get ice cream and we had a Modern Family episode marathon. Mom had gone on a week long work trip so we had the house to ourselves.

Riiiing. That's the bell. It's quieter than at my old school. English is my all time favorite subject ever. The teacher introduces herself as Ms Quaid. She seems nice enough.

My second period is math. Which I despise with a passion. Our teacher is Ms Jackson. It was okay. After that comes art class with Ms Garner. She asks us to create a drawing of what is important to us. Fourth is History with Mrs. Beckham. That's fine, though nothing special. My desk partner looks at me. Each grade has a homeroom. I have one of the biggest grades in the school. I read my book the entire 20 minutes. Brooklyn sits on her desk being social with all her friends.

By 7th period chinese class I am tired of people ignoring me. Chinese was fun though despite my lack of social connection.

The teacher Ms McCormick who is also my foods class teacher gives each student a Chinese name. Mine is Lin Lan Ya which translates to The forest graceful orchid.

When the final bell rings I run out of the school and find Cassandra's car. We're both quiet on the drive home. I can't imagine boarding at that school. Most of Liam's friends were seniors and Analise's three best friends moved away over the summer. I never expected them to notice me. Which they didn't because I would hide in the shadows whenever they came. Why does my life suck?

The moment Cassandra shifts the car into park I jump out and run inside, past my mom and into my room and lock the door.

I do my homework, brush my teeth and head straight to bed even though it's only about 4:30 and the sun hasn't set yet. I awake about 1:30 and can't fall asleep again. Curse that stupid school, and the awful war. Why did everything happen to me. I am only 15, well in a few months? I lost both my siblings! Isn't that enough injustice for one little girl? Some people have it worse. Like some kids have cancer or are homeless but I still think I don't deserve this life. I am a person with feelings and needs to have a life. I finally cry myself to sleep.

The next morning the clock strikes 8:15. I unlock my door. I grab my breakfast and high-tail it for the door. Cassandra is waiting to pick me up.

The next week isn't any better. I swear that ever since I contradicted Brooklyn no one has looked at me. Cassandra never asks any question on our twice-daily drives.

Each night I grab the cloth bag of food and all the stuff I will need that night and lock my door. I eat my snack and finish my homework. After that I eat dinner and watch TV shows.

Finally on Friday, I am so tired of this silence that I start crying in the library. When I hear a voice, "Umm are you Okay?" I look up in surprise to see a girl with long wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes like mine. I try to place her but nothing comes to mind. I shake my head no.

"Well, I am so sorry. Brooklyn can be a real... well, she can be not nice. By the way, I am Luna. Would you like to eat lunch with me and my friends?"

Little did I know at the time that this friendship would be the friendship of a lifetime or that it would change my life forever? I wasn't a normal teenager. I had tons of friends except Brooklyn and I learned a lot about Sam from Luna. I ate dinner every night with my mom. We usually watched TV shows in the evenings. I finally felt like I was living a worthwhile life again. I felt like Luna had just given me a huge gift being my friend. I even had a sleepover at Luna's. We went out to eat at her favorite Chinese restaurant with her dad and his "surprise," his brand new girlfriend, Christina, who was nice. Luna said he was single. After dinner we went over to her house and watched the season premiere of Blessed and Cursed. My all time favorite show. It's about two women who are both evicted. They end up going to live with the same ex-boyfriend.

Luna also insists we watch her three favorite Disney shows. We end up staying up until 1 am talking and laughing. The next morning we have pancakes and watch TV while we wait for my mom.

"So how was it?" Mom asks on the drive home.

"It was good."

"What did you do?"

"We're talking full-on peti and manicures, TV and Chinese food!"

"Sounds like fun, so, do you have any Halloween plans?"

Why would my mom ask me that? My mouth drops open at the idea. No, I wasn't planning to do anything since I had too many painful memories. But I don't say this to mom.

" I just was planning on staying home and eating pizza," I tell her.

My life existed for two main reason: sleep and Luna. She was the reason I endured over the few tough weeks. I made friends. I was the second most popular girl in 9th grade. She was the best friend possible.

There are so many girls, I can't name them all. There's Lillian, Morgan and Nora McCormick. Three sweeter girls there never were and super smart and talented.

Then Jackson Quaid, Lillian's super hot boyfriend. Just not Sam Clayflin hot. The other guy is some sixth grader who I have no idea what his name is. Then there is Kenna and Daisy Lawrence, Ms Lawrence's twin daughters. They couldn't be more different. Like ice cream and pickles. Sweet and sour but in a good way. There are way too many to count, but I love and respect each of them. Were all friends here.

A few days before Analise died. I found a note it said;

"Dear Squcora, Mom, Dad, and Liam. I have one last word. I have come to the reality that Vivienne is after me. She is just beyond world and words. Chichi is well watching me in my sleep. Mom what can I do. It going to happen. There nothing I can do. Life is short living it to its fullest potential.

Love Analise and good-bye."

I read the letter and once more my life turned upside down.