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UNKNOWN VAMPIRE

Book By: alissa
Young adult



16 YEAR OLD PRIDE ELIZIBETH TURNER IS CLOSE TO DEATH AND WHEN HER MOTHER IS INFORMED SHE SPEEDS TO GET TO PRIDE HOPING SHE ISN'T TOO LATE. THEN THERE IS A TRAGIC DEATH AND HER MOTHER GOT IN A CAR ACCEDENT AND DIES. WHEN PRIDE SURVIVES HER CARDIAC ARREST SHE IS TOLD HER MOTHER IS DEAD. WILL SHE BECOME DEPRESSED? 6 MONTHS LATER HER DAD, HER 15 YEAR OLD BROTHER, AND PRIDE MOVE TO SMALL TOWN UNDERVILLE. HER FACE DAY OF SCHOOL AND FINDS OUT ABOUT THE MYSTERY GUY BLAKE. HE LOOKS AT HER IN THE SAME WAY BECAUSE PRIDE HAS A LIITLE SECRET NO ONE KNOW'S ABOUT AND BLAKE IS WILLING TO FIND OUT WHAT IT IS NO MATTER THE CONSEQUENCES ARE. WILL SHE CONTINUE TO PLAY HARD TO GET OR WILL SHE GET TO KNOW HIM?


Submitted:Jan 31, 2010    Reads: 192    Comments: 10    Likes: 1   


CHAPTER 1 I was sleeping peacefully until my alarm went off. I wanted so badly just to hit the snooze button, but I knew I had to get up sooner or later or dad would walk in any minute with a bucket of cold water and threaten to throw it all over me, no doubt. And the other fact that I needed to get ready for my first day of school .I tried to sit up, but my body protested with stiffness. I threw my self back on the pillow and threw the blanket over my head. Maybe I shouldn't go to school after all, my body hurts like hell I thought. For a 16 year old I was really strong and usually I could take the pain. Yesterday me, dad, and Sam (my younger brother) moved into a house of Underville. I miss my old home in Florida and I missed most of all…my mother. Her name is Elizabeth, She died 6 months ago in a car crash trying to rush to the hospital because I went into cardiac arrest and stopped breathing.FLASH BACK The doctors told my dad as he shouted for them to help me, he had to leave the room then continued to do s.p.r on me for 4 minutes. Finally my heart beat started to pick up on the monitor and the doctors groaned in relief. When the doctors left hours later I fell asleep and during my sleep I had a bad feeling and uneasiness. My dad was sitting in a chair, clutching my hand and crying in agony. I lifted my arm and found it pulling on my skin from 2 i.v shots in my arm, but the movement was enough to catch my dad's attention. He looked at me and again he couldn't help the tears that flooded over and down his cheek. I've never seen my dad cry before and this bad. Something was wrong other than the fact that I was lying in a hospital bed. " what's wrong dad" I croaked, my mouth dry. He looked at me and started to cry harder, finding it hard to speak. "honey I'm so sorry" he cried. I didn't understand and he knew it. He explained how mom got in a car crash on her way here and the moment I heard those words I was in complete shock and it probably showed on my face because dad understood what I thought right away. "Honey its not your fault'. I didn't look at him because there was nothing ever he could say that would change my mind " pride look at me when I'm speaking to you'' he said in his fatherly voice trying to get my attention. I looked at him and he took my face gently between his hands and looked me straight in the eyes. He kissed my fore head and said " everything will be okay'' but knowing my father I knew it would never be okay and never the same. (Coming back to the present again), I thought I am so tiR- I did not notice someone walked in my room, I felt cold water thrown all over me. I jumped up and looked at Sam's grinning face and still leaned over the bed not catching my fast movement. He looked at me and started laughing " time to wake up" I scowled at him and walked to the bathroom and jumped in steaming water grateful for the warmth of it that washed over me. I got out, not wanting to so soon and threw on a black v neck tee, black skinny jeans, and a black no logo hoodie. I'm not gothic or anything it's just that black was an everyday thing that I've been used to the last couple months. I put on black eye liner , but not too dark and threw on some chap stick, not wanting to put on lip gloss because it make my lips feel sticky. I brushed my short black with blue streaked hair. It had sort of punk-ish type of look but was satisfied to my pale complection ,never really had a much of a tan. I grabbed my I-pod and my cell phone phones. I ran down stairs to find my brother eating a pop-tart and about to eat mine when he noticed I was behind him. I grabbed it and threw the whole thing in my mouth and gibbs slapped him in the back of the head. "hey ! he laughed. My dad turned and seen the pop-tart hanging out of my mouth and said " hungry much kiddo?" I smiled " ready to go? Sam ran to the car trying to get gun shot. I shook my head and hopped in the trunk of my dads truck. When we finally got out I wanted to make my brother pay for throwing water on me. When he came around the car I jumped on his back. Girls giggled as they walked by and Sam pulled me from his back and hugged me close to him while dad was in the car laughing. " Ready? I shook my head but he didn't take no for a answer " tipical much?" I thought. As I entered the doors of underville high, it was just as I expected it. Busy halls of teens laughing, talking , and flirting. What I wasn't ready for was being stared at like a project when I walked threw the hall to get my schedule. Did I look weird or something? I went to get my schedule, walking into a busy office. " Hi, can I help you sugar? The lady at the desk asked, but I don't speak much but I knew I had to respond. " Yes I needed a schedule, I'm new to the town" my voice sounded soothing and smooth which relaxed my shyness. " What's your name?" she asked " Pride Elizabeth turner" wow I have a long name I thought. The lady at the desk giggled. Did I just say that out loud? I blushed. " Ah, here you are miss turner and welcome to underville high" she smiled warmly. " Thank you" I said giving her a half smile and walked out the door and headed to the girls bathroom. I looked gothic which is bad so I took down my hair, shaking it to bring out my brown curls. But I kept on my jacket and took out my I-pod from my backpack. I heard the bell ring, at once I started to feel nervous. As I was looking at my schedule, looking for my first class, I found it next to impossible because underville high was a very big school. I walked out of the bathroom and didn't look behind me as I felt people's stairs boring into my back as I walked to my class. My first class was math which wasn't my favorite center> subject at all because when it came to math I knew I would never get the answers down. I stood out side the door and calmed my self before walking in. As I walked in heads looked to the door, curious about who had entered. I suppose the lady that was sitting at the desk was Miss. Anderson, my math teacher. GREAT ! UGH ............................................................. WARNING :AUTHORS NOTE: hey everyone i dont know when im going to write the next chapter because i have totally no idea what else to write=( but if you guys could just drop me a comment and give me a few ideas if possible thanx=) love you guys ! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox alissa




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