Oh, God! Not Another Vampire-Romance...

Prelude: 10 years ago

Sally, Eva, and I were out a this new club, Spice, after graduation. It was the coolest place at the time. Both Sally and I were 18, so it was easy to get in, but Eva had to make do with a fake ID (she had skipped a grade). We all had gotten diet coke-and-seltzer water drinks (we weren't going to fool the bar tender) and were toasting to our dry run of life being over, when a shady looking man came up behind me and said,

"Hey you little brunnette hottie, you wanna dance?"

How could I say no to a smokin guy in a club? We danced for a long while until finally Sally and Eva decided it was getting late and it was high time we headed home. Except they couldn't find me. Just moments earlier, after getting me a bit intoxicated, the man who was apparently named Jasper, took me down a trail into the woods. After we got to a meadow so far that we couldn't hear the club, Jasper started kissing me, which turned to making out, which led to him starting to unbuttton my sexy front-button blouse. As he was pulling my shirt down my arms, he started kissing from the left corner of my mouth, down my jaw, then my neck, giving me a hickey over my jugular. Then he sunk his teeth in. The pain was instantanious. I soon found myself screaming whilst no one could here me. Then the teeth went away and Jasper said, "I'm sorry Joline, but I just couldn't help myself. Here," -he slit his wrist with his teeth-"Drink this," and he thrust his wrist to my lips. The blood was warm, and delicious, but I tried to resist. I finally gave in.

I sat there, long after Jasper had gone, and felt my veins burn as the blood of a vampire raged though them. Soon I awoke with Eva right in above me as I lay in the meadow. All the fire from my veins was gone, had receded into my throat. I grabbed Eva and drained her dry. I dropped her body as Sally walked in, having heard Eva's muffled screams. She saw me, with blood running down my chin. Then she saw Eva,. Cold. White. Lifeless. She screamed, and I soon found myself with her on my lap, now with Eva in the Beyond. I knew I had to get out of there, and frame someone for this aweful crime commited by me. I slashed their throats, grabbed their bodies, and ran. I ran to a 7/11 and dumped their bodies in the dumpster, leaving no evidence of me behind. I cried for many days.

Then I ran and I staged my death. I pretended to choke on a grape in the bath and die. No medical examinaton needed, and I knew I would be able to dig myself out of my grave. I then ran from my Seattle home to Highgate, Vermont. Highgate was a small town, with little to no fame, and it was across the country. I changed my name to Sharie McHale and created my own background story, giving an excuse as to why I lived alone. I dyed my hair black and changed my wardrobe from sophisticated and happy to reserved and gothic. I wore boots and purple lipstick. I was thankfully ignored. And I changed my name when I went vampire to protect Sharie. I wore a blonde wig, red lipstick, and heels. My wardrobe was sexy. I was a total succubus. I was Cherry.