Just a quick note: I started writing this a year ago, but when I read the book Twilight, it inspired me to finish this. So some things are like the book, but it's unintentional.

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The cold air gently blew leaves across the small town of Black Creek, Michigan. Most of the houses were dark, just barely illuminated by the street lights. One of the few houses that still had it’s lights on was sparsely inhabited. The only people living there were three young girls, none of them over the age of eighteen. The eldest, Amy, was seventeen, followed by Katie, who was thirteen, and nine year old Halley.

The three of them lived in an old house, like the rest of Black Creeks residents. All three of them had blonde hair, but had gotten black highlights when their parents died five years ago. To the naked eye, they were perfectly normal girls. But to anyone who paid close attention to their every action, it was obvious that they were not normal. They avoided public mirrors, and churches. They never entered a place uninvited, and they never slept, even in the dead of night. All of these traits could only describe one thing: Vampires.

Well, to call them vampires would only be half true. Their father had been a direct descendant of the worlds most famous vampire: Dracula. Their mother, however, had been human. From what they had been told at a young age, their father had seen their mother walking home from work one day. Nowadays, if a creature of the undead wanted to marry a mortal, he had to keep the secret from her until one of them died. However, they were forbidden to have children. They would nether be fully human nor fully vampires. But their father had broken this rule, and the result were the three of them.

The secret had been kept from their mother for twelve years, but on the eve of Katie’s eighth birthday, she found out. At the age of eight, each vampire, normal or half, must steal the blood of a human if they hoped to survive. Their father, Amy, and Katie had gone out that night, and their mother had followed them. She saw Katie sink her teeth into the neck of a defenseless man. It didn’t take long to put two-and-two together. She had gotten a wooden stake and stabbed him in the heart. Amy and Katie had seen it, and immediately lunged at her. Before they could realize what had happened, she was dead, and the fangs protruding from their mouths were drenched in warm, crimson blood.

Amy and Katie never talked about it. Halley had seen it, but she was too young to have stopped them, and didn’t have fangs to bite her with. There had been an uproar in the town about vampires, but people seemed to have forgotten.

The three of them had managed to keep the fact that they were technically orphans quiet. Everyone they knew loved them, so they didn’t tell. Everyone in Black Creek had their houses owned under their family names for almost a hundred years, As long as they had the last name Robertson, the state wouldn’t notice the difference.

Now, here they were, exactly seven years after that fateful night. The vampire community shunned them for being half-breeds. No one in the mortal realm could find out, or the consequences could be deadly for everyone included.

Halley was staring out her window at the darkness. “So pretty.” She whispered. Katie was listening to music while doing her homework. Neither of them knew where Amy was. But both of them had a pretty good idea.

“Hal, you’re probably the most vampire like person we know. Even more then a full vampire like d-- “Katie started to say, but was stopped when Amy, who appeared to have come out of no where, clapped her hand over her mouth. Amy knew that Halley didn’t like to hear anything about their parents’ death.

Halley noticed that Amy’s fangs were protruding from her mouth, and could see blood in the corner of her mouth. “Where’ve you been?”

The older girl merely shrugged. But neither Halley nor Katie was an idiot. She’ had obviously gone out to feed on the blood of an innocent pedestrian. They both thought it was wrong, but they needed it to keep them ‘Alive’. Amy had no problem with killing people, as long as she made it look like a murder, which was really difficult. They had to scrape the skin from around the bite marks, deep into the veins, and make it look like they had been bled to death manually.

Katie sighed to herself and pressed the play button on her c.d. player, knowing that they'd have to come up with an alibi first thing in the morning.

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Katie's dull grey eyes stared blankly at the pages of the book she held carefully in her hands. Every Thursday was silent reading hour in Reading, yet most of the kids just wrote notes or did their nails. She generally kept to herself, so she didn't bother with telling them to shut their fat mouths.

She was almost to the half way point in her book when she felt a soft tap on her left shoulder. Katie cautiously turned around to see her teacher stadning there, along with a boy she had never seen before with white blonde hair and bright green eyes.

"Katherine, this is Byron Haneson. He's a new student her, and your name is the next on the list to show people around, so if you would be so kind...?" Katie sat silent for a moment before barely nodding her head "Thank you."

As the teacher left, Byron silently sank into the empty chair next to her. "Hi." He said, shyly but friendly. Katie gave a weak, partially forced smile before greeting him back. "Your name's Katherine, or did I not hear him correctly?"

"Katherine technically, but I prefer that those around refer to me as Katie." She stated before returning to her book. Byron watched her for a few seconds before turning towards the front of the room.

Katie looked at him over the rim of her book, bringing it down just far enough to conceal the slight blush that had crept across her face.