I wake up because of my alarm clock. I blinked and look over at the time, 6:30. Why so early? Panic struck me as I remembered. Today was the first day of school. I didn't was to go of course, the first day was always the worst. But I had to do it. I groaned and clambered out of bed. Looking outside, it was foggy, and the sun was just starting to rise. I figured I'd better get dressed, eat, and get my stuff. I put on some black skinny jeans, my favorite shirt, the one with the smiling cat, and put a bobby pin in my hair to keep it from going in my face.
I went out to the kitchen and made myself a piece of toast with peanut butter. As I sat down to eat it, I saw some wrapping paper still on the floor. My birthday had actually been the day before, it was always the day before school started. I had turned 16. I got a few gifts, I never really asked for much. My parents got me this amazing black and pink striped shirt, a soft blue scarf, and they also got me these cool swimming goggles.
I finished my toast quickly and went to my room to make sure I had everything I needed for my first day of school. I was startled when my mom came into my room. "Hey sweetie, are you ready for today?" She asked with a warming smile. " Yea, I guess so, " I responded. If you ask me, I was never really ready. I didn't like school much, but I still did homework, and did my best to study. I was really only a B student, but I got the occasional A.
Mom left and went to the kitchen, and I put on my scarf, and my black ankle boots. When I went out to the kitchen, mom handed me a paper sack. "I packed you lunch," she said. "Oh, thanks!" I responded, giving her a hug. I was grateful, I had forgotten all about lunch. I didn't want to be embarrassed on my first day, by forgetting lunch.
Looking at my watch, I saw it was 7:48. The school bus would be here at 8:00, so I had only 12 minutes left to wait. I decided to go and stand out in the sidewalk to wait. Heaving my backpack onto my shoulder, I opened the door and stepped out. The sun hit me and instantly I felt itchy. It got increasingly worse, it began to hurt. Like ants were crawling all over me while biting, then burning. I scratched at it, but it only made it horribly worse. I hurriedly opened out door again, stepping inside and slammed it shut. I fell against the wall, my backpack sliding off as I felt my face. Mom rushed over when she heard it. "Are you ok?" I looked at her, a little scared. "I went outside, and my skin felt like it was burning," I explained to her, breathing hard. " I don't know why it happened. Nothing has happened to me like that before. " Mom suddenly looked nervous, and she motioned for me to stand up and sit at the table. "But the school bus... ," I started, looking out the window window. "Just forget it," she said. "I need to talk to you." I hesitated, looking out the window again to see the bus stop across the street for a few kids. But I listened to mom, and sat down at the table. "What do you need to tell me?" I asked her, a little intrigued. "Do you know why my skin was burning? "
"I do," she said, her face looking concerned. "Do you know how your dad and I take medicine every morning?"
"Yea, " I said. "But aren't they just vitamins?"
" No, " she said back. "They are for... Well to keep our skin from burning."
" What, what are you saying,as? " I asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"Well Irene," she said, looking me straight in the eyes. "We are vampires."
YOU ARE READING
Irene wakes up the day after her birthday, for her first day of school. But when she steps outside, she begins to feel immense pain, like something is burning her skin off. Her mom explains. Before she knows it, she's in a new school, full of kids...