I woke up to soft fabric draped across me. I tried to sit up, but was restricted by something. I flipped onto my stomach and remembered. I was restricted to a literal Prince Charming!
I started to notice that Chase's chest seemed to be going up and down rapidly. I panicked! "MRS SILVERSTONE! MRS SILVERSTONE!!" She came rushing in, gently shoved me aside and laid a hand under Chase's head and soothed him. She let me get back on top of him and went back upstairs.
His eyes suddenly opened, his breathing, heavy. My eyes were as wide as saucers, I didn't know if he was angry or if he was scared. He saw I was concerned and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I reacted and linked my arms together around his neck. We kissed for what felt like an eternity, which really was more like 5 minutes.
We pulled away and put our heads together. We were two 14 year olds in love. I asked Chase to drive me home, but he said he couldn't. He couldn't even look at me! "Why can't you drive me?" I asked, full of innocence. He turned around and I let out a blood curdling scream.
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I woke up from my dream, only to find all three pairs of eyes on me as last time. I panted slowly and let myself rise up onto the bed gracefully. Chase looked at me with pure concern, you could see it painted on his face. He moved a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch lingering. I shivered slightly, even though it felt like a thousand degrees.
By now it was just me and Chase. Déjà vu much? I backed up against the bed frame and kept inching away from him each time he came closer. I had now got out of the bed and was now making my way out the house.
Home was a few houses down, so I bolted down the street. I got to the door and started banging on it like mad. My sister soon opened the door and I ran into her arms. She shut the door behind me and I told her about my dream. She opened her arms and I fell into them.
How was I meant to confront him? I didn't know what to do about him. I parted ways with Zoe, up to my room. I walked into my wardrobe and grabbed my short black skirt, a black long sleeve turtleneck crop top and some opaque black tights. I paired it with some long black suede boots and my black River Island bag. I grabbed a hair tie and pulled my bushy hair into a side plait with half a can of hairspray. I applied minimal makeup, grabbed my phone, slipped it into my my bag and met the twins in the car.
As we were driving, I noticed a familiar car behind us. It kinda looked like the car I was brought to Chase's house in. The thing is, I couldn't tell who was driving it because the windows were all covered with black paint. We arrived at the school and my legs soon swung out the car and all eyes were on me. They soon started to whisper to each other. I shook my head and sashayed into the corridors. I was headed to my teachers to apologise for not showing up yesterday.
It wasn't after until I realised that school had started that I was being followed. I knew who it was, it was Chase. I turned round, but it wasn't Chase. It was a girl. She had jet black hair, that was tied into a bun, secured with a red scrunchie, ice blue eyes and wore a sweet smile. She was wearing a faded yellow sweatshirt, matching jeans, blue trainers and a red backpack. She stole me from my thoughts, offered her pale hand, and said, "Maya Disney. So newbie, what's your name? I could give you a tour of the school if you wanted."
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The Vampire's Foreign Lover
VampireBrooklyn Wright is the daughter of CELEBS, well not really but, hey. She is a normal girl who leads a sort of normal life. But when her and her family decide to England, it means she gets her chance at a normal life. But it's not normal. Nothing is...