My Vampire Secret

The spotlight was on me

I tried to make everyone believe that I had slammed the brakes because Annie and the others had temporarily blinded me with their mesmerizing beauty. At the same time, I was desperately hyping myself up in my mind, repeating,

“You don’t know them, you’ve never seen them before, and there’s no way they could be vampires. Just look at their exquisite faces, they are the most successful creations of nature, so enchanting.”

My heart raced as I envisioned what would happen next – I would gracefully step out from the car, feeling a little sheepish about being caught up in their allure, my face flushed with embarrassment as the laughter of the onlookers filled the air. I would steal a quick glance at the good-looking guy, but not for too long. Then, like an ostrich seeking refuge, I would promptly lower my head and hurriedly stride into the teaching building, hoping to blend in as one of the many girls smitten by their irresistible charm. That’s how I thought things would unfold. I was just another girl captivated by their beauty, nothing worth the attention of three seductive vampires.

But reality had a different plan in store for me. Before I could even step out of the car, Annie, draped in a resplendent white dress akin to an ethereal angel, approached me.

The gaze of the entire crowd fixed upon us as she stood beside my window, her radiant smile lighting up the atmosphere. “Looks like you need to work on your driving skills, dear little K,” she quipped, her words laced with a mischievous tone.

I felt a wave of frustration wash over me,and I couldn’t help but bury my face in my hands. My intentions were twofold: I hoped to pretend, to give off an air of embarrassment, but more importantly, I wanted to prevent Annie from seeing the myriad of emotions swirling within me - disappointment, nervousness, and just a hint of fear. I thought our paths would never cross, and I never anticipated it would be under such circumstances.

As Annie’s voice gently echoed through the air, my heart skipped a beat. The sound of approaching footsteps only intensified the pounding in my chest. Reluctantly, I peeled my hands away from my face, revealing a mask of surprise and confusion. I pretend to desperately sought to remember, to recognize her, as if hoping that the memories of our past encounters would flood back . My eyes roamed up and down Annie’s figure, studying her features, her style.

I have done all these things before, and now I am trying to recreate them with my self-proclaimed brilliant but actually poor acting skills.

After what felt like an eternity, I mustered the courage to speak. My words, tinged with uncertainty, escaped my lips in a hushed tone. “Do we know each other? Little K? You are… OMG, don’t tell me you’re Annie, that enigmatic girl who’s always adorned with heavy smoky makeup, sporting tasteful nose and lip piercings? This can’t be real!”

Annie, undeterred by my initial shock, met my gaze with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Her voice dripped with amusement as she replied, “Oh, I assure you, it’s very real. And yes, it’s me, Annie, the same girl who once reveled in her affinity for the gothic aesthetic.”

She paused for a moment, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “But life has a funny way of surprising us, doesn’t it? People change, evolve, and sometimes, they shed their old skin in favor of something new.”

Her words hung in the air, pregnant with unspoken implications.

Especially As I spotted the approach of another vampire, whom I presumed to be R, the older brother that Annie had complained about numerous times, I understood the change Annie had mentioned.If my memory serves me right, the last time I saw R, he was clad in a business-like attire, with high-end suits and polished leather shoes, resembling a Wall Street tycoon. But now, before my eyes, this vampire was dressed in a white hoodie and jeans, clearly attempting to blend in with the student crowd.

I caught a whiff of conspiracy, but I didn’t want to reveal my suspicions. I casually smiled , telling myself that this was just a minor change, perhaps merely a shift in his preferences. Yet, no matter how hard I tried to maintain my composure, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of unease deep within me.

As R approached me, I could sense the gaze he directed at me, an almost suffocating mix of unique charm and pressure that cannot be ignored. I remember the first time I laid eyes on him, thinking he was gentle, saintly, almost angelic. But this time, my emotions were dominated with a more intense, subjective fear of vampires.

“Annie, is this the pen pal you met online who’s interested in vampire culture?” R’s low and magnetic voice broke the silence.

“Yeah, my little K, her name is Katherine, but I prefer to call her Ketty or Little K. She is the smartest girl I have ever known, and I’m sure you will all love her,” Annie’s voice was as sweet as birdsong.

I listened, but my lips twitched slightly, maintaining a fake smile while resisting the urge to deny,Whispering in my heart, “No, I’m not smart at all, and I certainly don’t want you all to like me!”

A faint, low laughter escapes R’s lips.I lift my head, meeting his intrigued gaze. He introduces himself, “Pleasure to meet you, I’m Anne’s elder brother, Richard, and this here is our younger brother, George.”

George extends a friendly wave, a grin spreading across his face. However, he oblivious to the fact that I haven’t erased the memory of the bloody m******e that took place just a few months ago. No matter how sunny his grin may seem, in the depths of my heart, he is a fearsome demon.

As Richard emitted another gentle laugh, causing me to startle like a frightened bird, involuntarily turning my gaze towards him.

What is he laughing at? Is it because he finds me amusing? No, it must be the prospect of an entire school’s worth of young, fresh blood that brought joy to this vampire.The realization sent shivers down my spine, a tingling mix of fear and anticipation.

Do not stare at a vampire for too long! His smile was enchanting, making it impossible for me to resist.

I realized that R seemed interested in me, or rather, Annie and her two brothers were standing beside me, making others believe that we were familiar friends. This was potentially disastrous news.

However, god didn't hear my plea, Annie affectionately hooked her arm through mine, “Dear Ketty, we just transferred to this school, and everything is so unfamiliar. We really rely on you to help us settle in and make a place for ourselves here.”

No! I refuse! Only a lunatic would agree to such a dangerous invitation! I roar in my mind, my inner alarm bells ringing loudly . Yet in reality, I...cowardly and timid, have no choice but to bow down to the demon. Under the watchful gaze of three vampires, I can only nod obediently. And as I do, my neck stiffens like that of an old puppet.

Two crows happened to fly over my head at that moment, emitting a mysterious “ah~ah~” sound that carried an ominous tone.

I am a nobody, a quiet bookworm, while Annie and the others are always the center of attention wherever they go. When they transferred to our school, the news spread like wildfire and caused a huge commotion. Suddenly, even I, a nameless pawn, was being talked about by so many people, and for the first time in my life, I felt noticed. “That friend of the new students, Katherine,” they would say. The spotlight was on me.

But even if they need me as their “guide,” it’s ridiculous and unacceptable for all three vampires to choose the same classes as me! Poor me, I spend the whole morning classes distracted, and during lunch, I am on edge.

My senses were on high alert as I scanned the bustling cafeteria. There was buzzing with the usual chatter and laughter of high school students, but in the midst of it all stood the three of Anne. They were the epitome of perfection, drawing attention from every corner of the room.

Everyone seemed excited, as if anticipating something grand. Perhaps they were hoping for a romantic story or an exhilarating legend to unfold. But for me, there was only a consuming sense of unease, a foreboding that tightened its grip around my heart.

Had tragedy returned to haunt my life once again? The memories of that suffocating “gun tragedy” still haunted ，the screams of distress reverberating through my mind.

Lost in my own thoughts, I sat in the corner of the cafeteria, my hands trembling as I clutched my fork. My gaze uncontrollably gravitated towards George,the cruel and cold-blooded killer . It was as if an invisible force compelled me to keep a watchful eye on him, to decipher the ferocity hidden behind his alluring facade.

So engrossed was I in my thoughts and fears that I failed to notice the approach of another vampire. Only when Richard's voice, low and soothing, brushed against my ear did I snap back to reality.

“Katherine? What are you nervous and afraid of?”