Let's say I woke up early like usual. Oh before I forget my name is Manami Satomi. I know ironic name. Manami as in beautiful love, Satomi as in wise beauty. Our last name is what gets them all the time. Not like I asked for this name. My life in high school was unproductive if you count that as love. Let's just say I was dating a guy and he cheated on me by dating my best friend. (Her best friend) Whom of which pushed me off the stairs in the shopping mall.

Which left me unconscious for months. I just woke up two weeks ago. Which I was told by mother I'd be attending an all girls school. I asked her why but to no avail. Well the good news about the fall is I'm fine and don't have to see my so called friend. With a tiny surprise for me after waking up, ok huge confusion on my part. Yea I know I'm talking to much so early at 4:00 am in the morning. But when I woke up I checked the rest room in a panic to see what's wrong with me just in case.

Noticed that my fangs are a tad bit longer than most. So I kept poking it for the heck of it, dully noted idiot me saw my finger bleeding from just touching the canine teeth of mine. That's not the thing that got me, it was the part where my finger regenerated so quickly that got me worried. So I got excited and did something what people would be screaming are you a damn idiot for this.

Yep I purposely broke my left arm and screamed in pain. It regenerated in seconds, minus the screaming idiotically part of me. I'm sure no one is insane enough to try to insanely break a arm to try to see if they can regenerate.

But I felt this long thirst in my throat. Food tastes foul, water or any other drink only fuels to the thirst. I'm still pissed off at my boyfriend for cheating. Just yesterday my so called best friend called to apologize for taking my boyfriend. Ugh it's not like the jerk was not my first boyfriend. I had 3 other boy friends before him. It just didn't work out, you know it never click or as you say it didn't feel right for me. So I'm guessing dating guys for me just doesn't do it. I'm not sure about looking at other girls that way.

I remember my brother was complaining though he was the successor of the company for grandfather. I'm fine with mother and father, but brother lives with our grandparents. Well the thing about my brother's complaints was that he had to go to all girls school and hide the fact that he's a guy while also looking for a fiancée. Anyway long story short this thirst is bothering me.

My pale white hand stretched out in front of me sluggishly as I got up from the couch. My black wave hair fell in front of my face. I'm certain that I'd been turned into a vampire. But I don't know how. (It's more like her inherited bloodline that was asleep until the incident happened. If I were readers we'd be screaming wouldn't you have noticed it in the two days that food tasted foul for you. Yep she took 3 weeks after she woke up to realize it)

I went for a bottle of milk, it doesn't help my thirst but I'm now cooled down. I can't believe it took me so long to realize this. I'm not dense just of it since my friend stole my boyfriend, not that I care anymore. Not that I cared anymore, but if I saw her again I might actually do her more harm than when she was my friend. If anything I'm not exactly in the mood for worrying about school. Rather I'm more worried about if I might attack someone because my thirst for blood.

I walked to the door, I'm sorry for ranting on for a 1 hour about my circumstances. That reminds me how amused I am at my brother's dilemma. How are you going to find a fiancée without getting find out at an all girls school. He's in his 4th year of high school too. A smile went on my face but it ended shortly as I went to the front door.

We live in a 4 bedroom apartment, my parents each have a room, I also have a room and then there's my mother's study full of books. The living room is plain and simple with a table in the middle, a couch near the kitchen table. Then there's the large kitchen, which we rarely use. If your asking for colors it's a dull gray color. The wooden kitchen and the bright orange actually makes me more happy. Any way it's 5am in the morning, I'm in my track suit as I went out for a early run.

"It makes no difference since no one's home," I said softly.

I stop by the park near the grocery store and get a drink of water.

Short 3rd POV

Manami collapsed, her breathing grew into breathes for air. Her sight turned dark for a moment, her hand tighten into a grip as she stumbled on to one of the benches. "Is this what I get for trying so hard to deny that food isn't doing me any good. I don't wish to drink any blood yet."

Manami POV

I just had to be out so early in a misty morning having a relapse too. The thirst is killing me, my hand went to my head as I staggered to the grocery store. "Wait miss are you okay," asked the clerk. He looked about 45 from how I can see it, 5'8 and had brown hair. My eye sight was blurry but my I felt disgusted by him. No really I'm thirsty for blood yet the thought of trying to drink his got me disgusted very much so.

"I'm fine just a little bit tired, can I borrow your phone for a second."

I quickly dialed my brother's cellphone real quick.

"Hey Mana why you'd call so early," Ren.

"I'm having a relapse, food isn't helping me," I answered back.

"And you just realized this now," Ren said amazed. (She told him the symptoms on the 3rd day of eating food, so he already figured it out.

"Why are you sounding so surprised I finally figured something out," I asked annoyed.

"No, I'm surprised you had told me your food tasted foul. So I thought you'd figure it out by the the 4th day but 3 weeks. Come on what kind of vampire are you," Ren yelled.

"Ouch my ears are sensitive! Can you please come pick me up.... and please do me a favor..... like a blood bag....," I whispered.

"Fine but you owe me a favor and I'm asking you to help me find a fiancée afterwards too," Ren said annoyed.

"I'm getting you a mini fridge for your blood bags too you wouldn't want our parents to yell at you," Ren said.

"Mother said I'm going to be living in the dorms tomorrow so I have to be there by tonight."

"Fine I'm picking you up. Where you at," Ren asked annoyed.

'How I'd end up with a sister like this. She's so dense to her being turned into a vampire.'

"Anyway I have one more question how come it took you so long to realize you're a vampire," Ren asked.

"It's because I was distracted with the fact that my best friend stole my boyfriend and just realized that I didn't seem to feel so attached to my past boyfriends. Or that I barely noticed I had feelings at all for this one. I guess I just realized he can pass as a guy friend."

(other side of the receiver)

Ren face palmed after hanging up the phone.

(Back to Manami)

I waited a few hours for my brother to show up in a limousine with grandmother. My throats tighten as she had her eyes on me. I felt like a tiny baby deer in front of a leopard ready to pounce. And from the looks of older brother's sad and pitiful face I'm sure grandmother found out. He mouthed sorry.

"So I heard from the guards wiretapping and keeping tabs on your brother about your so called circumstances and had checked all the surveillance in the hospital you stayed and asked them to wipe any records of the conversation you two had. As intriguing as I am at the fact that you have inherited vampire blood, it's a good thing your going to the same high school as your brother. The only difference is you'll be living in dorm. Also from your conversation with your brother I can see that men don't seem to turn you on and your not sure about your own gender," Grandmother Ayame said.

Yep grandmother Ayame is glaring so intense at me. Her full name is Kaori Ayame. Our grandparents last name is Ayame, so is our father but grandfather denied father the company. Sure they own a huge enterprise of products, models and singers. I'll leave it at that, I shifted uncomfortably as grandmother signaled the guards to carry me into the limousine.

I sat stiffly next to grandmother as Ren gave me a stiff smile. Do something about this atmosphere I signaled him with my eyes. He avoided my look, as my grandmother coughed to get my attention. My grandmother is still a black haired beauty in her mid 50s but looks like she's in her 30s don't ask me how she did it. The only description I got of her is like a beautiful lily in the midst of a summer river, that's the feeling I get.

"So since Ren will need help getting your things I asked my guards to do the purchase and arrangements with the school. The principle knows your circumstances is a bit special so you won't have a issue with your room mate since it'll be the same year as you. Most of the time it'd be a 2nd year. But since we don't want gossiping to happen we choose a first year with no influence in the school, a commoner."

I looked away from grandmother Ayame. The reason being she used to be a exgang leader. Grandfather why'd you marry scary grandmother. "Did you just think something rude there M.A.N.A.M.I," grandmother Ayame asked.(Yep she emphasized Manami's name.)

"I absolutely did not I just remembered the time that Ren found your diary," I said. 'Since you sold me out I might as well admit you found her diary so I know she's a ex gang leader,' I thought.

(By the way Ren had no clue that his grandmother even did wire tapping or listening in on his phone. Nor that she put a gps on both their phones.)

"Oh, I would like to hear more about this Ren. While I do so Mana why don't you go to get your clothes ready so you can move into the dorms," grandmother said.

We had stopped in front of the apartment. She said she'll be back after she does a through talk with brother. I stuck out my tongue at him. I maybe a bit sluggish because of no (drinking) blood yet, that's why I also had a relapse. Even I shivered as grandmother said she'll be back to check on me and give me a blood pack. For some reason she's not bothered by it, her reasoning she left a female bodyguard with me.

It's a brown haired girl with green eyes in a black suit. She looked like a top model, but the thing is I never saw her before on any magazine. "Is your home always this gloomy," she asked.

"My parents are never home nowadays I have my brother that visits me sometimes. Just never when he's dressed as a girl. That would've been funny, by the way what's your name."

Her eyes watched me as I packed a few days of clothes and a few books.

"I'm Helen, why do you have so little clothes," she asked.

"It's the minimum I buy for staying at home and going out."

"So 5 dresses for outside, 3 pairs of clothes for staying in the home. And these other clothes in your closet that you didn't pack seems like they're for inside. Or for staying home. I don't think a person would have so little to take. Usually they'd take more for moving into dorms. Because you might stay there for months," Helen said.

"Can't I just buy some when I collect enough money," I asked.

"Never mind," Helen asked.

It was silent as I packed my some more books into my bag and grabbed my cell phone, it's iPhone. And I put my laptop into my suit case and my tablet. Helen just watched me with a complex face.

"How does it feel to be no longer like other humans," Helen asked.

"My thirst is killing me, not literally but food doesn't seem to satisfy my needs. Sunlight doesn't bother me, not sure about garlic. I haven't crossed the ocean by boat yet so I'm unsure if it'll affect me."

Just after I said that I felt my heart throb in a painful stab as I clutched my chest and fell to the ground. "Manami, wait her I'll call the Mistress to come," Helen shouted.