Loose Secrets: Things Change [ON HOLD] [Slow Editing]

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        I was walking away from that horrible place I call home. I got suspended for two hours and it has only been five minutes. Ugh, I guess I will just go to Starbucks. I took out my card that the orphanage gives us. I entered the coffee shop and looked at the menu. I got in line and ordered a Double Chocately Chip Frappuccino Blended Crème, four Double Chocolate Chunk Brownies and three Marble Pound Cakes. Yeah, I know people will look at me weird buying all this food but I’m doing them a favor. I am a vampire, pretty crazy, right? I never thought I would have been one but I am. I was born one and I found out when I was younger, about four years old.

        Right now, I’m 7 ½, sure you probably think that it wasn’t that long ago but on the contrary I am really fifteen years old today. Okay, vampires age every ten years and half vampires age every five. I age every two years because I am ½ vampire, ½ vampeneze, ¼ human and ¼ whatever my grandfather is. Yes, you’re probably thinking: what is your grandfather? Well, I don’t really know what he is, no one does. My grandfather is Mr. Tiny, yes the monster who can control time, space, and peoples’ destiny. Enough about my background for now. “Young man, excuse me.” I heard someone saying to me. Oh yeah, I got so backed up in my thoughts that I almost forgot to pay. I handed her my card and I waited for my food.

        As I was saying, my past is so complex. I have not told anyone who or what I am. I found out from my ‘guardian’ Merodak. He explained to me everything and of course I believed him, because I know for a fact that normal boys do not attack people who get paper cuts. Anyways my father Darren Shan, was the re-known vampire. He was part of a prophecy that included a war, the War of Scars to be exact. My mother was a Vampeneze and all females got banned and kicked out from Vampire Mountain. Merodak said that that was the reason why she left my sister and I with him. Yes, I have a sister. I remember her very clearly – she had blonde straight hair with bright blue eyes and a cute smile. I miss her, but she probably does not remember me.

        Merodak says that she was born ½ human and she looks the age of 15 and today is our birthday. Yay, what a birthday. I celebrated by playing a trick on my headmaster and this is how I get rewarded (I bet you can hear the sarcasm in my voice. I usually sound like that and I am very sarcastic). His name is Mr. Mosley but I call him Mose, I don’t know why, I just do. I guess he doesn’t care if I do. Must be my likable personality that I get from my Uncle Steve. He usually enjoys my pranks but today for some reason he got ticked off.

        The lady called my number and I got my food and sat down at a small booth in the corner. When I was almost done, with a bite left I got a sensation. I felt hungry. I needed blood, and I had to get some soon or else. I finished my bite, threw my trash away and flitted. Flitting is the best thing a Vampire can do; it is extremely fast running but our feet do not ever get hurt. Somehow our feet know where we are going. I got a deer scent, found one and that’s when I stopped in my tracks. I came cautiously towards it and pounced on its throat. I made it fall, possibly breaking its neck. I grabbed my fingers and sliced the deer’s head off. Yeah, pretty gruesome but I have to do what needs to be done. I drank up all the blood that I needed to satisfy me for the next two months. Then I just grabbed the deer and threw it across the dark-brown dead grass. I flitted back to the coffee shop. I waited there for at least ten minutes. I was getting impatient and kept looking at my clock. I just wish my twin is living a better life. She must be, she was adopted by rich parents from California in The states.

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        The bowling game was almost over. It looked like my team was winning. B.Y, Mari, Marc, my dad and I were on a team. The other team was: Tameka, Brandon, Josh, Paige, and Andrew. We were winning by twenty points and they were dying terribly. I was our only chance and I grabbed my ball. My ball was rainbow colors with my name written in bright, orange, cursive writing. Brandon got it imported from Italy for my 14th birthday. I put my fingers through the holes and I let it slide gracefully. Is it going to be a strike? The ball is moving a little slowly, the suspense is overwhelming me. Then I saw all the pins fall and we cheered. We won! Yeah! We all gave each other high fives. My dad grabbed me and spun me around with a wide smile. He put me down, hugged me and said, “Great job!” He patted my head and then left the room. After that I got hungry for some reason. Then I realized that we all haven’t eaten in about two hours. I love food so much, I could eat all day and not gain weight. I have a high metabolism but I’m not super skinny, I am pretty average. “Who wants to eat?”

        “You know I do.” Andrew said. I gave him an ‘I’m not stupid’ look. “Are you hungry?” I asked Brandon.

        “Not really, but I guess I could have a salad.”

        “Anyone else hungry?”

        “Yeah!” Everyone else boomed. We went up to the first floor and into the over exaggerated dining room. I grabbed some chicken strips and turkey out of the fridge. I saw Joshua getting bread, peanut butter and strawberry jelly. How he loves his pb&j sandwiches. Everyone started gobbling all the food and I grabbed a steak. I heated it up and put barbecue on it. When we were done we went to my living room on the third floor. Of course most of us were tired so we took the elevator. Some of us changed into our night clothes but others like Marc and B.Y didn’t. They just laid on their sleeping bags and blankets that I put out for them. As soon as everyone had settled in they all fell asleep pretty fast. I wasn’t tired so I laid there, quietly playing my guitar. It was around 12:19 and I just couldn’t sleep. I’m weird and I tell myself that every day. Ever since I first met Brandon, I made myself believe that I am not normal. I met Brandon in Pre-K when we were finger painting.

        I was finger painting a flower and I don’t exactly know what happened but I was on the ground, with the taste of blood in my mouth. I just don’t quite understand but then I was next to Brandon and I accidently knocked over his paint. I felt bad so I found some napkins and I wiped him up. “It’s okay, it wasn’t your fault.” He said to me. I just smiled and said, “I’m Drew.” He introduced himself and that was when we became friends. “Huh.” Someone gasped and then snored. It kind of scared me but I just continued playing my guitar. This time I played something that I wrote myself. I began lightly singing, “The moon dips down… and the world forever is casted on this lake of darkness. All of the joy that I have known for my entire life has been stripped away from me. To have you in my life was all I ever wanted but now without you I am forever haunted. In this life, I stand all alone, only imagining to have a light. No place of shining light to guide me through the treacherous maze of sadness, sorrow, and pain… Now I’m trapped inside a nightmare every single night and I want to find my way out…”

        “That’s nice, what does it mean?” Someone interrupted me, I turned around and saw Brandon awake. “Hey, shouldn’t you be asleep?” I questioned him trying to sound casual. “Yeah, so should you but you’re not. Seriously what does the song mean?”

        “I honestly don’t know. I was just… I was only playing my guitar and it just came out.” I lied.

        “What do you think it means?” I asked him.

        “I think… hmm… I think it means that someone has or had someone important in their life and then they were taken away from that person. Then the person in the song feels trapped or hurt that no one understands them.” My eyes just got wide when he finished. I couldn’t believe he figured it out, even though I didn’t finish. “Um… I-I…”

        “No need to explain, Drew. I know you think that you are weird but I don’t think you are. I mean… I think you’re perfect just the way you are and we couldn’t ask for more.” That made me tear up and he heard me sniffling. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here, you don’t need to worry. I will always be there for you, no matter what happens.” I just held tight to him while he hugged me on the couch. I enjoyed his company when he was comforting me. I’m glad he’s my number one best friend and not anyone else. I looked at my phone and it was 2:57 and I got sleepy with my eyes getting sore from crying. I’m surprised I didn’t wake anyone else, I just laid on Brandon’s arm and I had no care in the world to do so.