When I wake up the sun is shining through the window and I don't have a care in the world but after my hand touches my neck when I yawn, I jerk out of bed almost hitting my head on the wall. 

There are two small scabs on my neck from where I was bitten.

I quickly run out of my room and to the bathroom that's across the hall. I bend my head to the side and I press on the scabs before groaning. Why'd I think that was a good idea?

After noticing all the blood I quickly strip before turning the shower head on and jumping in. It hasn't warmed up yet so I squeal as I clench my fist. I ignore the cold for a moment and I worked to scrub the dried blood out of my hair and off of my skin.

I was in the shower for three hours before I was blood free and even then I was still grossing out and religiously scrubbing my body.

I haven't liked blood since I went through my grungy emo phase and I almost killed myself. 

When I get out I dry off and wrap a towel around myself before making it back to my room to change into some clean clothes which consist of a baggy light blue sweater with only a bra underneath, skin-tight black skinny jeans, and black on black hightop vans.

I glance at my clock momentarily and almost have a panic attack. It's already twelve in the afternoon and I haven't skipped school since my foster father kicked my ass for ditching my first period. 

I almost entirely forget about the whole vampire thing as I make my way downstairs and out of the house. I'm much more afraid of my foster father than a vampire. 

I begin running down the street, my feet going faster than my brain. I make it to the school in record time and I bolt down the hall ignoring the strange looks I'm receiving. After rounding the corner I slam into a brick wall who surprisingly catches me before I fall to the ground. 

"Sor-" I say looking up at the person I ran into and I almost shit a brick. 

I rip out of the guy's arm and I slam into the locker behind me.

"You!" I say looking at the guys amazing baby blue eyes, "You bi-"

The guy is rather quick to clamp his hand over my mouth, "Shhh. Shhh. If you say anything about... the marks on your neck, I won't hesitate in snapping it."

The vampire flashes me a grin before removing the hand from my mouth and walking away only glancing back at me once. I swallow the spit at the back of my throat before making my way to my woodshop class at the far end of the school.

No one looks my way when I quickly walk in and make my way to my seat but when the vampire walks in everyone's eyes jerk towards him including mine.

After strutting through class he decides to sit down next to me so I turn to him rather pissed, "Is it really a smart idea to be in a woodshop?"

"Cute but I wanted to have a little chat with you." The vampire says pushing the nearest sharp piece of wood away, "So I'm guessing you know what I am."

I nod with confidence even though I'm petrified of him, "Yup, you're a vampire who tried biting me!"

"Lower your voice!" He says gripping my leg before squeezing.

I groan roughly as my toes begin to curl from pain, "Let me go.."

"Gladly." He says loosening up his grip ever so slightly, "But first I need your word that you'll keep your mouth shut."

"Fine," I say pulling a fake smile to help mask my fear, "I'll keep my mouth shut."

The vampire leans extremely close to my ear, on the side he bit, and he begins whispering, "I wanted to kill you but my family said not too. I don't really listen to my family, remember that if you suddenly feel like talking."

The vampire gives my cheek a kiss before standing up and making his way back out of the classroom. 

I feel like someone is watching me so I turn to find that everyone in the classroom is looking at me enviously and angrily.