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Alexa P.O.V
I was born and raised like the normal vampire typically would. My parents raised me to know that we were the only supernaturals in the world. Werewolves, warlocks, and witches were just fairytales and the humans were the bad guys in the real world. That is what my world has been about, until about six months ago. Now ... now my knowledge of the world out there is completely unknown. Let me take you back.
My name is Alexa Dermusk. If you haven't already noticed what I am. I am a vampire. A complete fool to believe everything my parents tell me. I was always raised to be the best in everything that came my way. I was always best in class when it came to my school work, I was always best in class during sports and I was always a daddy's girl, a "Goody two shoes" as my cousins would refer to. Whatever, they were just jealous since I beat them at literally everything.
I was a good seventeen and eleven months old, and I would turn eighteen years old soon. Usually, at the age of eighteen, our parents will finally let us go and allow us to see the real world for what it is ... a 'blissful' place. I laid there in bed, thinking about everything that I had planned for the day. I saw the rays of sunshine start to peep through the window and realized that I had taken off my ring last night and never put it back on again. I sighed as I knew what needed to be done in order to live. I never really questioned where we got the rings from. My parents told me that each family had a set of rings and that it was passed down the generations. The one that I got belonged to my great-great-great-great grandmother ... or was it five greats?
The rings protect us from the curse of the sun. I made the mistake once of not wearing my ring when the sun was out and I was literally almost roasted meat.
Ever since that happened, I always made sure that I had my ring on my finger whenever the sun was out, even if the curtains were closed. A knock on the door brought me from my thoughts. A few seconds later, my mother came into my room. I smiled as I looked up at her. "Honey, I just wanted to make sure that you were up. How did you sleep?" my mother asked. I always admired her beauty. My father denied the fact that he married her for her good looks but he rather married her for her kindness. He always said that in a world full of darkness, she was always the ray of sunlight to him. I admired their relationship and hoped that when I meet my destined, we would be exactly like my parents are.
"Yeah, I slept fine that you" I said, smiling up at her before quickly putting on my ring. "You know, I had a dream about you" my mother said as she came to sit down next to me on the bed. I looked at her questioningly, waiting for her to tell me what she dream about. We always had a close relationship and it felt like she was more my best friend than my mother. We could talk about literally anything in the world, except boys ... my parents didn't want me to date and said that I have to save all of my experiences for my destined.
"In my dreams, it was today and you met your future destined" my mother said excitedly as she took my hands in hers. I loved the way she got so excited when it came to my life. Usually, her dreams were quite on point and accurate, so I knew for a fact that I would definitely be meeting him today. "Exciting!!" I squealed as I literally jumped out of bed and ran over to my closet, looking back at my mother. "What do you think I should wear?! How about blue, it makes my green eyes pop!" I said excitedly and my mother just laughed at my giddiness.
"Calm down, my love. How about you wear a black dress? Vampires love looking at women that wear black. You can say that it is some kind of pulling power" my mother said, laughing as she stood up and left me alone with all my excitement. I looked back at my cupboard and took my favorite black dress. It looked like a small upside down tulip on me. I quickly showered before getting dressed and blowdrying my hair, making my red locks fall down my shoulders.
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