Through Deep Blood!
Part 1: Riley
Hi I’m Riley Locke and I’m a vampire. I’m sure you don’t believe me but any way on with the story. We don’t sparkle, sorry. We don’t have kids…ever…no exceptions. We don’t bite, we have knives. And that’s pretty much it. So yeah
Well I was walking down the street one day and I saw this girl with red hair and BIG green eyes that were really, really, really BIG. I clutched the knife in my pocket. I felt the strangest urge just to walk over and say” Hay, my name is Riley Locke and your name is…” but that would be utterly stupid according to the fact that I’m a vampire and she is not but I have to. So I crossed the street and tapped on her shoulder - okay let’s stop here. I have about 50000000000000000000000( etc.) reasons not to do this and only one opposing those. 1.) As I stated earlier she’s not a vampire. 2.) She is only about 13 and I’m about 213. 3.) I have an extremely sharp knife in my pocket. And the reason opposing these and more is I was too lazy to resist this strange feeling. But oh well… on with the story - She turned around
“ Who in the heck are you and what are you doing just randomly coming up and tapping on my shoulder?”
“ Well, Hi, I’m Riley Locke, what ‘s your name?” I waited for her to answer until nothing came out. Then finally she said “ You didn’t answer my question.”
“ Well I just felt like it and I was too lazy not to.”
“ You were too lazy to stay on your side of the road?”
“ Yep, too lazy.”
“ OK I’m Jen.”
“ Nice to meet you.”
My running across the street, and our conversing, had caused some first graders to stare. They were whispering in each others ears.
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We walked about a mile she asked me questions like what’s your favorite band, and what’s your favorite color. The one that got me the most was where do you live?( I’m a nomadic vampire)
“ Where do you live?” I asked trying to stall.
“ I asked first.” UGH!
“I’m ah, a , um, orphan.” I hope she believes me. “I ran away and they’re looking for me so I’m kinda an outlaw.” That was easy. That explains the volturi after me and why I can’t say. ( the volturi are after me cause’ I’m an immortal. “ child” )
“Ooh exciting!” She was so annoying. “ You can hide out in my basement!” OH GOD NO.
“Um I dun’no.”
“What if they find you?”
“ Riley, I live in the country.”
“ I dunno. They’re pretty good trackers.”
“ Then why didn’t they find you ?”
“ Cause’ I’m a good runner.”
“ PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE” When her eyes couldn’t possibly get any bigger they did.
“ Cause’” She could go on and on but ‘I couldn’t. “ I can’t”
“ I know you’re hiding something Riley Locke.”
“ Nope , Nothing, Not a thing.”
“ Yes you are.” I hate this annoying little brat. Ya know. I might as well, stay and let the volturi kill her.” OK”
“Yea!” I followed her back home.
This was the coldest, wettest, ickiest, most uncomfortable, grossest basement ever. Ewwww!
I may be a nomadic vampire, but I’ve never stayed in woods this gross.
“Sorry its so icky,” Jen explained. It still didn’t work out for me.
“Um, maybe I should just.” She interrupted me.
“STAY,” she commanded.
“Alright, just calm down.”
I was scared of this weird girl that made me feel odd inside. I knew it wasn’t love, but I wasn’t sure it was hate either.
“ I can make you a bed?”
She was asking me a question about a bed? Dude, I’m a vampire. I don’t sleep! She doesn’t know that so.
“Ok.” She went upstairs. I sat on the first thing that looked pleasing to sit on. Then she came back with a bunch of warm blankets.
“Well that was quick!”
“The lennon closet is right outside the door.” she went over to move some stuff to get in a door that I hadn’t noticed before. She opened the door. It was a red room, not redrum, but a red room. I mean record red, like the sparkly red that the bar-stools in a pizza/ice cream parlor are. “ You can stay here.” She said nonchalantly.
“Um….ok,” I said not nearly as collected as her. I walked in the room. I sat down. She sat. We started to talk.
“Hey Riley, ya know there’s a cable TV in here.”
“I don’t like TV.”
“U remind me of some one in a book.” Oh, God, Oh, God, Oh, God.
“Yep.” Noooo, don’t say Edward Cullen, Don’t say Edward Cullen, Don’t say Edward Cullen.
No, No, No, No! “Jasper Hale!” oh go- Jasper Hale, Jasper Hale, JASPER HALE!!!!
“Ha ha very funny”
“No I’m serious” Oh NO she’s on to me.
“Um I hate to not-use this super cool room but I gotta go.” I got up and walked toward the door and I stumbled over something and started running but I couldn’t get away.
“Riley, are you okay?” she asked me.
“I’m fine, thanks” I reached for the handle but then I thought about it and she was already on to me. I couldn’t do that it would give me away totally.
“Ya know I would think you’re a vampire but you don’t sparkle in the sunlight. So yeah.” She just sat thinking I wasn’t a mind-reader but I know that if her head were a newspaper its head line would be ‘RILEY LOCKE : A VAMPIRE.’ The pressure was killing me it was awful.
“ALRIGHT THAT’S IT I AM A VAMPIRE I GIVE UP THIS IS MAKING ME SICK I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!”
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH A REAL ONE REALLY?”
“Yes, wait NO!”
“Oh I knew you existed!”
“Ok, Ok I am a vampire. But If you tell any body you and your family are both dead meat!”
“ok” sure that’s what you say…
Finally she left and I went to bed.
Oh my god I’m about ready to go looking for the Volturi I’m soooooooo bored I’m gonna die.
Ok so finally I found a window in this tinny room and I got out. (I hadn’t had any blood since that kid down south and that’s where I started out…jk jk I was in Texas)
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From the woods by jen’s house I ate a few large birds and one bobcat(I felt sorry for him, he wuz cute.)
“NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” it was I girls voice about 16 it was slightly muffled. I ran toward it and when I got there…wow… she was… beautiful.
“JERRY! GET OFF ME!” she said.
I got him off. “Close your eyes!” I commanded her. I killed him and threw him out the window that I came in through and it broke “I’ll fix that later” I said. “open them!” I said to her.
“Where is he?” she asked me.
“Where I should be now.” I said.
“ And where is that?”
“long story ya wanna know the truth or the crap?”
“tell me the crap and then the truth.”