The Embrace of the Vampire

ar, I joined the voice of the beast that suddenly seemed to have awak

m, and Rachel was already wa

and started jumping up and down. I joined her, as streams

d her eyes. “Let’s go,” she insisted. “I need

istener and gave good advice, and for whatever reason she liked me and Rachel the punk-goth and the immigrant’s daughter with the wei

her was still not too hot, the sky was clear and even beside the cha

on’t want to get on the bus and brea

che

l have to do it again in August and I’

keeps saying that Rachel’s face is too pretty and that she shouldn’t paint it like a clown. When she said that in fr

anything like that. She kep

ting me home soon, and she’ll get worried if I don

not the one for walking myself, especially

I said. “You kno

us. Jessica’s hair was blond, and she had the brightest brown eyes I’ve ever seen in anyone. Her make-up was minimal, her nose petite, and her lips full and naturally red. She could’

s too oily no matter how much I wash it, big forehead, thin mouth and a nose that was just a tiny bit too large for my face. The only thing I liked about

a! Over

one of the star football players from our school, and the most recent boyfriend of Jessica’s. He was dr

e – hot damn!” Jessica put her arms on the car and rubbed

car than you are to see me,” said

years, although I was never going to share that fact with Rach

said Rachel. “It’s Neh-veh-nah. N

olden-brown, his eyes were dark brown, like melted chocolate, and he had one of the most irre

ool…” Rachel started, bu

Griffin will give us a r

ut

off first, before h

as soon as we got inside of his car, he started driv

ng the chatter of my friends disappear as I sank deeper into my head, my fantasy fueled

s. But for me, Griffin was the perfect guy in every sense of the word he was American, which was most important to me. My mother had the silly notion in her head that I was going

allowed to date until I was out of high school, which meant a w

tonight

front seat, and Rachel had her arm halfway towards me as if she was about to check if I was

was

u fall

t to say and I could feel my treacherous bl

t to celebrate the end of the school year,” sa

m would never let me go, but suddenly for whatever re

in surprise, like they couldn’t believe

said goodbye to my friends and Griffin and started wa

arted speaking. The weird thing was that I didn’t get a response. I proceeded into the living room, and my mom was gett

stomach clenched because I knew that whatever