Endless Dusk

m to care. There were no signs of discomfort

" His voice was calm, but his eyes were fi

My pulse was racing. "But here you are, s

ent, I could see how sharp and dangerous he looked. "You're not like

clenching by my sides. "You p

ere will want what's in your veins. Your blood can do what no other human's can.

us this could be-not just for me, but for everyone around me. My

year

y is on top of a hill, and it's so expensive that only the richest people can study there. Most stude

they say traces back to the time when vampires roamed the earth. But, of co

tay healthy and treat diseases. It's all about finding new ways to fix problems in the body and improve lives. Our company is the biggest

h was ringing her little brass bell r

s ready for you," she said in her motherly tone, knowing full w

arly, Mrs. Faith. Why does school have to start on rainy day

Lady Agness. But we both know you'll feel better once you get

d. "I know, I know... But it's so warm unde

ve made your favorite breakfast. You'll feel much better after that, I pro

me miss my blanket already. "Alright, alright. I'll

s of being a Kingsley. When I got there, my breakfast was already waiting: hotdogs, pancakes with maple syrup and swe

don't forget the coffee-it's extra strong this morning, just th

'd do without you," I said, smiling as I took a s

on and eat before you're late," she said softly, patting

an anyone else. My real parents, Jeffrey and Eleanor Kingsley, are amazing people-prominent doctors and scientists who ar

any the biggest and most famous in the world. But sometimes, I wonder if they ever notice how much they're missing. Birthdays

en eyes stared back at me, bright like shiny emeralds. People always said my eyes stood out the most, but I never thought much about it. My cheekbones

ing strange

wing faintly. They ran through my arms and che

hispered, leaning c

y arm. The moment my fingers brushed them, the g

ale. I placed my hand over my chest where the glow had been, feeling my heartb

appening, and I didn'

omething unexpected catches my attention. Standing by the large w

dy Agness, everything is prepared. The pilot i

Faith," I reply,

use, looking out into the misty distance. The feeling is strong, almost unsettling, but when I look

ne. "Probably just my imagination," I mumble unde

et, even as we lift off, I can't help but glance out the win

looks like its own little city, with huge buildings and neat gardens everywhere. From

made of glass, science labs full of fancy equipment

ay, private planes and helicopters fly in and out, m

hills, and on the other side, you can look down at the city below. It feels

iting with an umbrella to keep me dry. Another

k around and see the shiny black cars waiting nearby, just

e I've noticed before. It looks like someone is standing there, watching me. My chest

n it twice now, and it always disappears before I can figure it out. A