Romancing A Vampire Chapter 1Falling in love was never something I was good at. I passed all of my high school classes easily, but if Relationships had been a class on my transcript, my GPA would be far from a 4.0.Sure, I'd been in a few. But there were always complications. It usually involved the other girls, you know, the prettier ones, who swung their ponytails around like baseball bats and wore little more than a bathing suit to school, even in the middle of winter.I wasn't very much to look at, so I can't blame the guys for going to look for somebody better. I was slightly taller than average, around 5'7. My family descended from Ireland, so I was "blessed" with the natural milkmaid body: ice-white skin, long and curly red hair, and deep emerald eyes. "Emerald", at least, is the color my parents used to describe my eyes. I usually referred to them as the color of grass.You could say I was one of the lucky Irish women, though. Growing up I rarely had acne, and I had very few freckles, unlike my parents and
ShatterIt's like I don't know youAfter everything we've doneI love youWith all my heartAnd as much as I tryI know I'll never stopWith one kissYou shattered my worldEntirelyBut those lipsYou kissedWeren't even mine.
The Secret-KeeperHe's hiding something,You can see it in his eyesAnd the way he silently wanders-Pulling you into his web of lies.There's something he won't sayBecause he's afraid to cause you pain.But he hurt you once, he'll do it twice.After all, he has nothing else to gain.Trust me, you don't want to know.Just too bad you've been a fighter for so long.And you have to see what stands in the wayOf your life returning, full and strong.When you found out why he had to leave,It really felt that nothing could get worse.He hates it when he sees you cry,But he should've known-It's just the Secret-Keeper's Curse.
Romancing A Vampire Chapter 2The hour was getting late and I decided it'd be best for me to leave the bar and return to my dorm in order to study. Or if all else failed, pass out early and at least get a good few hours of sleep before my psychology exam the next morning.I paid my bill and handed it to Stew. He glanced at my spiked tea, of which I'd only had a few sips, then back at me before shaking his head and moving on to the next lonely girl on a stool.Music flooded my ears and I nearly drowned in the horde of sweaty, scantily-clad bodies. I passed several couples grinding, some of them not even straight, while Ke$ha played in the background. Even more of a reason for me to get out of there-I was already dizzy from the drink, the last thing I needed was a drunken pop star telling me that my love was her drug
Finally I shoved my way out the bar doors and onto the streets. A line traced all the way around the front of the building, still waiting to get inside, even though it was closing in on 1 o'clock i