(Author's Note: I own the characters and story line. This is an original story. However, I made up some things about vampires that may not be true. O_O; Ah, it's my story anyhow, so yeah.) Did I mention that my studies suck?
'CHAPTER ONE: AWAY FROM HERE'
"Hey, Kaylee, g'morning!" two of my classmates greeted me in unison as they passed me with bright, cheery smiles on their faces.
I smiled back politely and waved at them, wishing them a good morning as well before making my way into the classroom. I placed my school bag on the floor and sat down silently, waiting for the teacher to arrive. She came in about five minutes later with a stack of papers just as the bell had rang. She started a speech while I daydream to the boring tone of her voice as the background music.
I am Kaylee Moore. I am an average girl of normal height and looks. I have brown hair that stops at mid-back and expressive grey eyes. I am not emo nor preppy. I do not have a problem with dresses, skirts or pink, but an overdose of these would also be too much for me to handle. I have a fair amount of good friends, but no best friend.
I guess I am pretty normal, if you think about it.
And I'm okay with that. I liked being normal. I didn't like standing out too much, nor did I like being ignored. I guess I'm some kind of in between-er, huh?
The only thing about me was well...
"Kaylee Moore," A paper was slammed down onto my desk and I jumped, startled, uncrossing my legs as I looked downwards only to be greeted by a miserably untidy looking test paper marked with my least favourite alphabet.
"F."
I groaned out loud to myself as my classmates stared at me in sympathy.
"That's the thirteenth one this year. And it's only April." My teacher said, shaking her head in dismay.
Well, does she think that I enjoy getting Fs'?
"It's not like I do this on purpose..." I muttered to myself, but the teacher assumed that I was talking to her. She took a long sigh and shook her head at me again.
"You're not helping yourself either you know, Kaylee?" she says, frowning.
Now, that was not true. Actually, I do try my best. I burn the midnight oil, I sacrificed my weekends by going to the libary, I bother my friends to help me, despite prefering to be indepent.
and why? I do it all for my parents' sake. They want me to have a bright future, and in order to do that, I must excel in school work, which I am NOT doing so well.
Talking about my parents, I'm pretty sure they'll recieve a surprise when I get home. But I didn't say that it'll be a nice one.
The teacher left my desk to pass out the other tests and I slouched over, resting my chin on the palm of my hand.
One of my friends who was sitting next to me, Abigail, poked my side and whisperd, "Another 'F'? Tough luck huh, Kaylee? What are your parents gonna say this time?"
"Yeah... and I don't know."
I didn't wanna know.
'BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG!'
The day flew by sooner than I hoped, and the final bell for that day rang, echoing through the student infested hallways.
I made my way slowly home, hand running through my chocolate locks. I soon reached a path that splited two ways. Both were leading towards my household, but the one on the right, which I usually took, was shorter, while the other one on the left, was longer. It involved going through a dark, desserted alleyway.
I didn't care. I just wanted to get home as slow as possible. I wanted to stall. So, I took the left path.
Cluntching my bag strap as I entered the alley, I sucked nervously on my teeth. I had never taken this path home before. It was so quiet that I could actually hear my own breathing... It felt like I wasn't alone, like someone was watching my every move...
Wait- what was that noise?
I almost gasped as a rodent scurried past in front of me. I placed a hand above the place where my rushing heart was and exhaled before continuing to walk.
A cold droplet of sweat rolled down my forehead and I shivered, but not because of the cold.
It was getting really spooking around here. And I swear, it really felt as if someone was near me. Ready to attack at any moment.
'CRASH!'
A loud noise was heard behind me and I screamed my lungs out, tearing through in front of me, not even daring to glance back.
I ran all the way home, slamming the door behind me as I jumped into the house.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod!" I breathed in and out sharply, my heart thumping wildly inside my ribcage.
"Kaylee?" A voice said, and I squealed in fright, whipping around.
I saw my mother looking at me in concern. "Are you... okay?" She asked, looking at me wierdly. I couldn't blame her either. I must of looked like some kind of madwoman.
"I-I'm fine..." I stuttered, trying to calm myself down. I dropped to the floor on my butt and panted for air. What a rush.
"You don't look fine," My mother said, tilting her head slightly at me. "What happened?"
"Trust me mum, I am." I replied, looking up at her. "Nothing happened."
Suddenly, my mum frowned. I didn't like that frown. "Your teacher called. I don't think, nothing happened."
"Great," I thought bitterly, "at least I don't have to break the new to her now."
"You're not stupid, Kaylee. I know you're a smart girl."
Damn straight I am.
"But to get so many F's in such a short period of time? I'm disappointed."
You were always disappointed.
"What will your father say?"
Psst. How would I know? Probably yell at me or something.
"You just... don't try hard enough."
This time, I snapped up my head and glared at my mother.
"Who says I don't try?!" I said fiercely, tightening my fists. I'm sick and tired of people who think that I don't put in effort when I work my bloody ass off! It's just so unfair!
"Kaylee!" My mum gasped in shock. "How dare you use that tone at me!"
"I can use whatever f*cking tone I want to!" I shouted again, this time getting onto my feet.
"Kaylee Moore!" My mother was getting pissed now. "Show some respect, would you?"
"Respect?" I laughed mockingly as if it was a joke my mother was telling me. "I'll show some when I get some!"
"Just wait until your father gets home!"
I rolled my eyes rudely and grunted, turning on my heel and exiting the house, my mum shouting at me.
"Kaylee! Kaylee! Where are you going?"
"AWAY FROM THIS UNGRATEFUL HELL!" I screamed in anger before slamming the door behind me as hard as I could.
I ran. I ran away from my home, to who knows where. I didn't care though. I just wanted to get out of there, to somewhere far, far away. To a place with no homework, no tests, no nagging teacher, no pitying classmates and... no ungrateful parents. No one who didn't appreciacte me.
After what seemed like hours of running (really just a few minutes), I came back to the dark alley I had ran away from previously.
I didn't care.
I was too angry, too sad, and too tired to care. I was panting big puffs of air in and out as I loitered inside in the dark, my shadows dancing on the brick walls beside me.
The sun was already disappearing into the earth, and the faint out-line of the silver moon could be seen behind the clouds.
I placed a hand on my face and felt wetness. Hot tears were pouring down my face and I didn't even notice until now. My head was hurting like hell and my knees felt wobbly.I placed my other hand on the cold wall to support myself.
"Why is life so unfair?" I whispered to myself in a weak voice, squatting down, my hands now holding the side of my head tightly, trying to stop it from hurting so much.
I could still remember the piercing words that slashed at my heart today. Clearly repeating themselves.
"You're not helping yourself either you know, Kaylee?"
"Another 'F'? Tough luck huh, Kaylee? What are your
parents gonna say this time?"
"You're not stupid, Kaylee. I know you're a smart girl."
"You just... don't try hard enough."
It hurts, it hurts. It really does!
"Make it stop, make it stop!" I weeped to myself, swinging my head from left to right.
I didn't notice the strange shadow lurking behind me, watching me,approaching me.
I slumped down, pressing my back against the wall, legs tucked in as I felt more and more light-headed.
I glanced up at the dark figure which was now right in front of me with half-closed eyes filled with stinging tears.
Then... I passed out.
But... I'm not sure if I saw wrongly... but I think I saw eyes. Not just any regular eyes though. Piercing eyes, cat-like golden ones. And.... fangs?
KAYLEE MOORE
