BEEB BEEB BE-SMASH! Ugh, I hate mornings. Looks like I need a new alarm clock, again. It’s only Wednesday and I’ve already broken two this week. “WAKEY WAKEY LIZ, TIME FOR SCHOOL!” Macey shouted. Why do I have to live with a morning person? I’ve been living with Macey for 6 months and I’m still not used to getting up so early. Macey popped her head in my room and said, “Come on Liz, get up! We need to get to school early today so I can turn in the extra credit essay I wrote.” I groaned, “Why can’t you turn it in when class starts?” “Because I don’t want anyone to know I did it silly.” I heard my door close and I got up to get dressed. I’d lock it, but it’s just Macey. I pulled on my favorite black T-shirt and some jeans. I don’t get why so many girls fuss over their appearance, I don’t even bother with make-up and I look fine. After giving my hair a few swipes with a brush I walked into the kitchen. Macey handed me a granola bar and my backpack. We took off and arrived half an hour before school started. While Macey went to turn in her essay I headed to the library. I settled down in one of the huge arm chairs and turned in my book to the page I was on. I was so engrossed in it I barely heard it when someone else came in. Assuming it was Macey I didn’t look up and was startled when I heard a voice behind me that was definitely not Macey. “Hush, Hush. I’ve never heard of that. Is it any good?” I looked up to see Brick leaning down toward me, completely invading my personal space. He was so close I could feel his breath on my face. So I did what any self-respecting girl would do when faced with a too-close, cute boy. No, I didn’t kiss him, that’s what Princess would do. I slammed my book close as hard as I could and laughed when he flinched back. (It was a hard cover and almost got the tip of his nose) “You do realize it’s rude to get that close to a girl without her consent, right? Not to mention creepy.” I frowned when Brick laughed and protested when he took my book. “Oh, this is some stupid romance book. Why do girls like this stuff?” I grabbed my book out of his hands and stood up. I then proceeded to beat him with it. “It’s not stupid!” I said. “Why do you feel the need to constantly annoy me?” To my annoyance, Brick, instead of flinching away in pain, (I was hitting him pretty hard) simply grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop. I had to resist the urge to flinch when looked me in the eye and said, “It’s not the urge to bother you I feel. It’s simply the urge to see you.” I wrenched my arm from his grasp and bared my teeth, “What the heck does that mean?” I shook my head and turned away. “You know what, never mind. I don’t care. Just leave me alone.” I walked out the library and went to find Macey who sent me a text telling me to meet her on the roof. When I got up there she looked distressed. She turned to me and said, “We need to talk.”
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I Hate Vampires!
VampireTwo tom-boy, vamp hating fairies and two vampire princes set on winning their hearts. Throw in stuck-up witches, stalking were-wolves, and girly dresses and you’ve got one messed up story.