Midnight Moon: Black Widow

Prolouge

You know how people ask us where we would be (in terms of occupation) after high school, about five years down the road? Arabella's answer was an author. Jaclyn's answer was a translator. Joanna and Gloria's answer was this: I'm not sure. And this was my answer: A Chemical Engineer.

Of course, things change. It's after all, for better or for worse, right? For me in particular, it was for worse. After high school, I married Ariana Jones, my high school sweetheart, and months after our anniversary, I got cancer.

Because I let it go on for so long, I was dead woman walking. Then, Julia Andrews was the feather that broke the camel's back: she and her gang, jumped me, and left me there; they thought that I was dead: believe me. I wanted be after everything that happened. I wanted to die, save myself from humiliation and embarrassment. But I didn't want to die alone: so I fought back until my heart stopped beating.

Then, I returned as a newborn vampire, but here's the twist: I am a special type of vampire, a Saltine Vampire.

However, none of that mattered to me when Ariana was killed. Everything that was "so special" about me didn't matter. Nothing else mattered.

But everything changed when I started dating Rosalie Heisenberg. She managed to convince me to get back on my feet. She was the reason why I could love again. I could let my guard down.

Now, I'm entering my first year of teaching as a Chemistry teacher to the class of 2018.

However, a phone call from Heisenberg changed everything.