Dinner With Vampires

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Hello readers of the internet. I am back again, and ready to rumble....Ok that was lame. just...read it, I think you'll like this chapter guys...especially because of my surprise...THAT RYMS...wow I have now life...Just..READ IT!!

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When I was little, every time the word Vampire was said in my house, I mind went straight to Dracula. The whole cape thing and how the guy was actually a man whore that drank blood. When the glorious Twilight book came out, I thought about them and how Bella was kind of stupid for picking Edward weird-looking Cullen over Jacob-hot-as-hell-Don't Know His Last Name.

Now...standing in front of a house similar to the one in twilight, with Xavier on my side, getting ready to meet his family, who might or might now smear my baby-bitch blood on the floor...was it bad that I wanted to high tail it out of there, before my life ended in a tragic death?

"Relax." Xavier said, "They'll love you."

I half expected him to say, They love you, I love you...But I guess I've just been reading to many romance novels...or not, because I don't really like to read. Especially not willingly.

I almost didn't read Twilight.

I didn't know what to wear to dinner with his family, I mean they were Vampires. Did they dress up in medieval gowns or have they learned the ways of modern people in the twenty-first century.

My first thought was to ask my mom since she was a Vampire. Then I tossed that thought out the window and went with a pair a blue jeans and a red shirt. But then I thought back to blood...and dying...and took the red shirt off, replacing it for a blue shirt.

"Come on, let's see what's going on in the Kingston Household." He said, raping an arm around my waist, leading me up the small set of stair's and into the house.

It was nice. The house I mean. With a homey turquoise color on the walls and burgundy wooden floors, it looked nice. There were two red leather couches and my first thought was that it'd be easy to clean messes...like my baby-bitch-blood.

"Were is everybody?" I ask, it was quiet, maybe a little too quiet.

Deadly...quiet.

Xavier's eyes widen and he takes a step in front of me, looking around. He looks so alert and I feel so helpless, even though I don't know what the hell is going on.

"Xavier?" I say slowly, hoping to calm him, I didn't see anything and I didn't hear....

Wait...yes I did.

"Shh." He hushed softly, and turned to me.

"Are you okay?" I ask, turning his eyes back to me.

"I need you to stay right here, don't talk, don't breath too much, and whatever you do, don't. Move." He says.

"Were you going?" I ask.

"I'll be right back, promise. But you have to do what I told you, shallow breaths, don't talk, and. Don't. Move. Okay." He instructed, before kissing my forehead and then he was gone.

My cheeks for some odd reason were heating up at his actions and I had to calm myself to follow his instructions. Two minutes had passed and my legs were starting to become weak. So I bend them slightly, not much, but just a little, and then there's wind. And my hair in blowing in my face.

The one time I let my hair down and it gets out of control.

But then I notice, the wind was not just any wind. It was wind from fast movement. Vampire fast movement to be exact. Four of them. Two guys who seemed to be twins, two girls, who looked nothing alike and...well I guess there was four of them.

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