Vampire Dreaming
Giana woke up with the sun shining down. Today would be a good day, she promised herself that it would. How could it not be? So, she got ready for school, ate breakfast and walked out of the door. School passed by without fault, in fact she had gotten her English test back with a big, red "A" on it. She did A Cappella after school and started to head home around five. It was dark, chilly and there were storm clouds high above her. How had the day gotten so gloomy? She didn't mind, really. If it happened to rain, well, she loved the rain as much as she loved the sunshine.
Then the rain started to fall and drench Giana's clothes, bounce off of the tip of her nose and saturate her head causing her straight brown hair to wave and clump together. She looked like a wet dog; she didn't care. She strolled to the middle of the street and spun in circles, holding her face up toward the sky and smiling as the drops of cool liquid hit fell across her face and streamed down her neck and chest. She felt something. Something in her told her she was being watched from somewhere behind the trees that lined the sidewalk.
At first, Giana just didn't care. She went along her merry way, dancing and spinning on the midnight street. But she kept feeling the eyes on her and she stopped her play and looked into the line of trees. It was too dark to see anything, but she thought she saw a shadow. Perhaps it was a cat, maybe she was just seeing things. She didn't stick around to find out, she walked down the center of the street at a steady pace towards her home. A block down and she still thought she felt eyes on her, watching her, studying her.
Giana, unwisely, turned into an alley. She always did, she was close to home now and this was the fastest way to get there. Once she was towards the end of the alley she heard a soft whistle. She froze. Was this person dangerous? If they were, why had they warned her of their presence by issuing a whistle? Maybe they thought she wouldn't react quickly enough, maybe they thought she wouldn't recognize a threat and that she was a silly child. She turned and saw a dark figure who was slowly moving toward her. She couldn't tell who it was from here, but they didn't seem to be much taller than her. As this stranger came closer she saw it was a boy, he appeared to be about her age (16), and his eyes and hair were dark and sharply contrasted his extremely pale skin.
Giana caught this stranger's eyes and found herself trapped in their depths. Who was this stranger? She had certainly never seen him before. He smiled slightly at her, more of a smirk of his deep red lips. She smiled a small, shaky smile in return and asked his name. His reply was a wide smile, he was so close now that she could see every one of his flawless, white teeth… and the sharpness and length of his fangs. She shuddered and her hands began to tremble, but she couldn't find the will to move away. She was curious about this boy. She let him come within a foot of her and then stepped back. He stopped his movement forward and stared into her eyes.
And then she went blank. She couldn't speak or move; she was trapped. And within a moment he was right in front of her, his mouth an inch from hers. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered softly, "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Well, it's not like she could do anything about it even if he were going to hurt her. She was stuck. What had he done to her? Her mind started to spin in wild directions of the things that this boy could do to her.
And then her thinking stopped, all of her thoughts ran into nothing because suddenly his soft mouth was on her neck. She felt the heat of his breath and then a sharp pain before she felt him sucking from her neck. She knew he must be taking blood, his elongated eye teeth and surreal speed before showed that he must be something more than human. Who knew he'd turn out to be a vampire? Like a real one that took blood to survive. But soon even this wonder died away from her thoughts because she was slowly filling with heat. Everything was slowly become warmer as he drank from her. She didn't have it in her to think and wonder about what was happening to her because she was floating away from herself. And then his mouth was gone, he kissed her and his tongue filled her mouth… And then he was gone.
Giana walked the rest of the way home in a daze and when she got there she went straight to her room and locked the door. She looked at her neck in the mirror above her vanity and gasped in shock at two small holes where neck meets shoulder. They were tiny and glistened slightly; she thought they were beautiful. She had never experienced anything like that before, her entire body had felt as though it was on fire. And the boy? He was beautiful. She had never seen anyone as amazing as him. She drifted to her bed and collapsed onto it and fell into a heavy sleep full of dreams of the beautiful vampire and his soft mouth.
Then the rain started to fall and drench Giana's clothes, bounce off of the tip of her nose and saturate her head causing her straight brown hair to wave and clump together. She looked like a wet dog; she didn't care. She strolled to the middle of the street and spun in circles, holding her face up toward the sky and smiling as the drops of cool liquid hit fell across her face and streamed down her neck and chest. She felt something. Something in her told her she was being watched from somewhere behind the trees that lined the sidewalk.
At first, Giana just didn't care. She went along her merry way, dancing and spinning on the midnight street. But she kept feeling the eyes on her and she stopped her play and looked into the line of trees. It was too dark to see anything, but she thought she saw a shadow. Perhaps it was a cat, maybe she was just seeing things. She didn't stick around to find out, she walked down the center of the street at a steady pace towards her home. A block down and she still thought she felt eyes on her, watching her, studying her.
Giana, unwisely, turned into an alley. She always did, she was close to home now and this was the fastest way to get there. Once she was towards the end of the alley she heard a soft whistle. She froze. Was this person dangerous? If they were, why had they warned her of their presence by issuing a whistle? Maybe they thought she wouldn't react quickly enough, maybe they thought she wouldn't recognize a threat and that she was a silly child. She turned and saw a dark figure who was slowly moving toward her. She couldn't tell who it was from here, but they didn't seem to be much taller than her. As this stranger came closer she saw it was a boy, he appeared to be about her age (16), and his eyes and hair were dark and sharply contrasted his extremely pale skin.
Giana caught this stranger's eyes and found herself trapped in their depths. Who was this stranger? She had certainly never seen him before. He smiled slightly at her, more of a smirk of his deep red lips. She smiled a small, shaky smile in return and asked his name. His reply was a wide smile, he was so close now that she could see every one of his flawless, white teeth… and the sharpness and length of his fangs. She shuddered and her hands began to tremble, but she couldn't find the will to move away. She was curious about this boy. She let him come within a foot of her and then stepped back. He stopped his movement forward and stared into her eyes.
And then she went blank. She couldn't speak or move; she was trapped. And within a moment he was right in front of her, his mouth an inch from hers. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered softly, "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Well, it's not like she could do anything about it even if he were going to hurt her. She was stuck. What had he done to her? Her mind started to spin in wild directions of the things that this boy could do to her.
And then her thinking stopped, all of her thoughts ran into nothing because suddenly his soft mouth was on her neck. She felt the heat of his breath and then a sharp pain before she felt him sucking from her neck. She knew he must be taking blood, his elongated eye teeth and surreal speed before showed that he must be something more than human. Who knew he'd turn out to be a vampire? Like a real one that took blood to survive. But soon even this wonder died away from her thoughts because she was slowly filling with heat. Everything was slowly become warmer as he drank from her. She didn't have it in her to think and wonder about what was happening to her because she was floating away from herself. And then his mouth was gone, he kissed her and his tongue filled her mouth… And then he was gone.
Giana walked the rest of the way home in a daze and when she got there she went straight to her room and locked the door. She looked at her neck in the mirror above her vanity and gasped in shock at two small holes where neck meets shoulder. They were tiny and glistened slightly; she thought they were beautiful. She had never experienced anything like that before, her entire body had felt as though it was on fire. And the boy? He was beautiful. She had never seen anyone as amazing as him. She drifted to her bed and collapsed onto it and fell into a heavy sleep full of dreams of the beautiful vampire and his soft mouth.
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