Sterling

-Chapter 1-

"Hey Blaire come on, I can hear Max arguing with Casey again!" With that she quickly grabbed my hand and we vamp speeded it downstairs and into the kitchen.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I LOOK HOT" shouted Casey in an angry tone. Once I took in my surroundings I saw Casey on one side of the white marble kitchen island and Max on the other side holding a mug with a green dinosaur on it and from the smells of it the liquid, the inside was definitely blood.

"Casey, you honestly look worse then the whores that used to sit outside their brothel back in the 14th century" Max accused with a smirk on his flawless caramel face. Max is the oldest of all of us by A LOT. Max was short maybe 5"7' with his raven black hair pushed up naturally and his big brown eyes that can strike fear into you at any moment. His skin was a beautiful caramel color, when you first see him you'd think he was at least 13 but when you look closer he looks older and more wise, he wasn't very muscular more skinny but he did have strength that could easily surpass mine.

I was interrupted by my thoughts when I heard Casey's cute gasp. "SHUT UP!" She shouted. Casey was a very loud person who always stood up for what she believed in, something I admired about her.

"I think she looks cute" Alice added in. Drawing attention to herself Max looked at her long and hard making Alice physically shudder with his cold gaze. I could clearly see someone needed to help out so with a sigh I did.

"Stop staring at her you fu*ck, and I think Casey looks fine, just leave her be, Okay?" I inserted Max diverted his gaze to me but he knew I wouldn't care. It used to affect me but not anymore, knowing Max for over a century can do that to you. But I did have a valid point, Casey was wearing high waisted black denim shorts that were frayed at the ends and a loose white tee with a print of black and white forest on it that was tucked into the shorts with dark red vans to accompany her outfit. She kept her make up simple with Lipgloss and simple eye make up with her dirty blonde hair in loose curls down her chest and back.

"Fine" Max stared at me for a long while before gulping down the rest of his blood.

"Babe you look edible'" I looked behind me to see Trevor walking alongside Ethan wolf whistling to his beloved: Casey. Trevor wore drop crotch black jeans with a v neck white shirt. While Ethan wore black shorts that ended just above his knees with a white shirt with some unusual print that I couldn't comprehend on it.

Casey flashed her big toothy smile and ran up to Trevor smothering his lips with hers in a matter of milliseconds. Ewwww... They were really going at it. "Okay that's enough back away from each other before I do it for you." Max demanded in his usual cool and soothing voice.

They broke apart seconds later while Trevor smiled sheepishly "Sorry" he raked his hand through his brunette hair and looks away his hazel eyes full of embarrassment.

"Hey old man! Where's our blood?" Hollered Ethan from behind me. This look only gave Max a bored expression before he zoomed right in front of Ethan. Obviously Max hated his new nickname, but then again he hated any nickname someone gave him.

"Call me that again, and you'll see why people shudder in fear when they see me" Max said in a slow and intimidating tone. Even I felt a little bit skittish, a angry Max is one horrifying sight. Ethan gulped so loud I'm sure even the neighbors heard it. The room was silent until Max broke the ice. "The blood bags I stole last night are in the fridge, I suggest you heat them up before you eat them, it'll make it less hurl worthy" with that Max disappeared down the hall