How not to be a vampire

James Bond

Leaning back in the chair trying to catch my breathe I realized how stupid that was. Grinning at me he mumbled 'there are people upstairs that probably heard everything.' Great Hannah good job you fu.cking cu.nt. 'Are they going to bite me too' Good one, hah I'm such a jokester. Rolling his eyes he fixed his hair and walked toward the stairs. Beckoning me toward him I got up and followed him.

Stupid Asher and his stupid perfect butt. Stomping up the stairs behind him I crossed my arms and pouted my lips. Grabbing onto his shirt like a lost puppy I followed him around the corner a guys with bright blue hair showed up out of nowhere. 'What up horny sluts?' Oh my fuck. He heard, this is my life now. Being stalked by a pretty blue haired boy. Blushing bright red I hid behind Asher. Shoving my hand out I smiled at him. 'Bond James Bond that's the name.'

  'Allen Daniel Allen.' Grabbing my hand he pulled into a hug. Picking me up he squeezed me. 'Uhhhhhh, I can't breathe.' Dropping me he shook his head lightly and walked off. Turning toward Asher I mumbled an apology 'did he not like me?' Sighing he pulled me toward toward a room. 'He could tell I turned you. He knew about you but he didn't think I'd ruin your life.'

  I didn't think this meant my life was over. Thinking it over I realized I'd never be human again. I would have to drink blood. I'd always been 18. I'd never have a family I'd never grow old. Maybe he did ruin my life. If his life was sad like this maybe he thought I was his savior I'd be someone to help his dull life. Sitting on his bed I looked around his room. It wasn't the average teenage boys room but I guess he wasn't the average teenage boy. The walls were a pale green and there was a bed and a giant wall of cds. 'I'm sorry I ruined your life Han.' I'd had a nickname before I felt oddly accepted. 'My life's fine and Han?'

  'You're going to be stuck with me for a long time might as well give you a nickname baby.' Oh my duck. Baby? What is happening. My heart just pooped it's pants. My first kiss and my first time being called baby wow. 'I'm hungry.' Pouting my lips at him 'I want to be fed like a queen.'

  Getting up he opened the mini fridge, inside we're hundreds of blood bags. Surprised that I haven't gagged at the sight I lean back on the bed waiting for the peasant to feed me. Throwing me a blood bag I could smell it through the bag. Moaning at the smell I closed my eyes and inhaled it. 'You know you can eat it right?' Chuckling at me he shook his head. Sinking my teeth into the bad I squeezed it with my hands to get more faster. Leaning further back I moaned again. Throwing the empty pack back to him I cheered 'more more give me more.' Clapping my hands and bouncing on the bed I waited for more. Slurping down the second bag I felt powerful. I've never felt so strong in my life. Flexing my arm I poked it 'feel these guns.' Asher sat beside me and poke my arm. 'Are you feeling it now mr. Crabs?' Grinning like an idiot I crawled closer to me. 'You bet your sweet ass I do.' Leaning into him I laughed 'you're not as serial killery as I thought you'd be.'

  'You're not as sweet as I thought you'd be.' 
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This is really short because I'm sick as fuck.
Probably gonna have to go back to the hospital which sucks a lot.
But pickup line of the day: Are you my  homework? Because I wanna slam you on my desk all night.
Word count 661 words