I use to walk the streets at night without worry. Our two kinds are now living peacefully together. Or at least they were until recently. You see, someone let the secrete slide and now all of my kind are in serious danger.

Many vampires are now in the process of being relocated. I know what you’re thinking. What could possibly be bad enough to send the scourge of the night into hiding? Don’t worry though, they aren’t after you (unless you are, in fact, a vampire, then you can worry). They walk among you everyday and to many they are all but invisible. They are…The Rejected.

The Rejected are all the geeks, nerds and other such characters that huddle over chessboards and calculators. I know it sounds ridiculous, but this is serious problem. I’ll explain.

Vampires are night stalkers, blood suckers, damned to hell and there’s nothing we can do about it. But there is a perk, and no, immortality is not it. Think about it, with all the legal stuff (think about the health risks) now involved you just can’t turn someone; so instead, you have to watch them die, which sucks. But to make up for it we get awesome good looks. Think about it. Have you ever seen an ugly vampire? I think not. This transformation to hotness takes about a year or so, so people don't usually notice.

But the Rejected have. They hunt us down and demand to be turned so that they can get the hotness too. In the old days I would have been more than happy to have free meals come up to my door, but if I turned some one today without government approval I would be in serious trouble. But they way the do it...they jump out of the dark screaming and hanging on us. It's terrifying!! Really! Let me tell you a story...

"Full house!" cried Stephanie, slamming her hand on the table. There was all around groans as she pulled the chips piled in the center toward her, laughing. I and my vamp buddies were all gathered in my kitchen for Tuesday night poker. I reached over and turned over Davi's cards. No win there.

Davi came back from the bathroom (all that blood had got to go somewhere!) and looked around.

"She win again?" he asked. We all nodded. "We should stop inviting her..." He plopped back into his chair, next to me. Stephanie stuck her tongue out at him.

"Did you see the news?" asked Amanda.

"No," I said, "What happened?"

"Another attack. This time in Texas." She started dealing the cards.

"Little closer than normal," said Davi, watching Stephanie make sure each stack of ships was at an equal level. Usually the attacks were on the coasts, we lived in Nevada. I say lived loosely.

Now maybe this would be a good time to more fully describe me and my companions.

Stephanie is blonde (sometimes more mentally then physically), shorter than anyone else in the room, and almost never says no to her friends. She also owns a casino, which is not all that great considering her addiction to gambling. I say it's not great because I lose all my money to her.

Davi is tanned with short red hair and a fear of the living. Anything living. He is the oldest of the group and over time has seemed to forget that he was ever alive. This fear is why I can't have pets...and why Davi and Amanda sit a complete opposite ends of the table.

Now Amanda is not a vampire. She is in fact, the most terrifying thing dead or alive...a lawyer. Our lawyer. And a werewolf. She has blond hair and has been friends with Stephanie since she was born.

Which is good because Steph has to paraphrase all the legal stuff for her. Amanda doesn't understand.

Then there's myself, Solaris. I have shoulder length, dark brown hair and...I like shiny stuff. Like a clean quarter will be enough to distract me for at least 20 seconds. Why? I have no idea. It’s always been that way. Which is a huge disadvantage for me among my friends.

"Well, I don't see why we should worry too much," I said, going back to the conversation. "All we have here are the high school clubs and we have them infiltrated."

"That sucks!" I glanced up. The shout had come from upstairs where Kelsie was playing on my PS2.

Kelsie was one of those few illegally turned vampires. Mainly because she is 13. You need to be at least 20 to be legally turned. Those that are underage are usually announced on the news and anyone who wants to take them in. Like adoption. Since she was in the area, I called in for her. She has only been a vampire for a few months so the hotness factor hasn't hit her yet. Since she is still in school we use her to spy on the geek clubs.

I glanced down at my cards. Pair of sixes.

"All the same," said Davi, tossing his chips in the center. "You never know if those high schoolers will come up with something...and Kelsie can't spy for us for much longer." I shrugged and tossed in my chips. Amanda tossed hers in and one rolled by me. Something on it glinted and I stared at till it fell over, shiny side down. I looked back at my cards, then too Amanda.

She grinned.

"Awwww man. Guys don't do that!" I whined. They distract me so they can see my cards. They were all laughing. I left the table and went to the counter to turn on the radio. This thing is almost as old as Davi (he won’t let me tell you how old he is) but still picks up good. I use the present tense because I still have it.

It took a moment to find a station finally I picked up W.H.Y news.

"In other news, a man calling himself the Lego Genius has taken all the cats from Hope's Animal Shelter and replaced them with life-size replica's made entirely of legos." I shut it off. Now that was entirely too stupid to listen to.