I slammed my hands on the table as I sat down. People didn't bother to look at me for sure; they were busy with their own lives. We're at the cafeteria; it's lunch break. I always loved the bell for saving me from anything in class, but now I want to kiss it to keep me from shame.

Alta glanced at me. "Oh, what happened?"

I sighed heavily, then threw my head back while closing my eyes.

"Hey! Steia! You left me!" she screamed.

I closed my eyes and remained silent. I need to calm down and think for a minute. What happened in the room went by so fast.

"Hey, what happened?"

"You look gloomy." Her voice is calmer now.

I sighed heavily before lifting my head. "I was laughed at in the room earlier." Her brows furrowed.

"Huh, why?" She opened the bag of chips in her hands and put a chip in her mouth while staring at me, waiting for my answer.

My shoulders slump as I rest them on the back of the chair. "I told them about what I saw last night,"

I heard her sigh. "Tsk! Why did you say that?"

"It's for my presentation..."

"And I needed to say it, but they didn't believe me," I said while burying my face in my palms.

"You shouldn't have said that you know... Other people don't believe that... To me, it's okay for you to say,"

I removed my face from the palm of my hand and turned to look at her. "But you laughed at me too!" I said in hushed tones.

"Yes, but you're not ashamed that I laughed at you because I know why you're like that, unlike them."

"We want vampires even if we're not sure they're real." I accept that you're like that because I'm like that too. I know that, but you shouldn't tell them because they're not open-minded about it, and they're not receptive. "They don't understand us, so when you laugh hard," she explained softly.

I sighed heavily again. Alta has a point, but I couldn't get my mind off it.

Especially with the man who had previously embarrassed me. Only now have I seen his face in my four years at Colmillos University. I wandered around here at school; there wasn't a place or building I hadn’t been to. So why does that man seem to appear somewhere suddenly?

My eyes landed on him as he strolled down the cafeteria. His hands are in his jacket pockets.

He stopped slightly and stood straight as if his every move seemed calculated. I glanced at him. His face was serious as it stared somewhere.

Now that he was standing, I noticed his body more. If I stand next to him, I will look small because I am sure he is taller than me, even though I am also tall.

It looks like he's into physical activities, maybe the gym? I don't know, but perhaps one of the two choices is because of his buff body. He is wearing a baggy jacket, but I can tell that his body is used without seeing it or even taking his clothes off.

Fucky! What am I saying?

Maybe it's because of the embarrassment he gave me, so this is how I think. I turned my gaze back to him. He was wearing school pants. My eyes returned to his face, which I could no longer see because he had turned his back in my direction.

He stretched his neck, making me see his pale skin. Hmm... He's pale, huh? I didn't notice it while observing his face a while ago, maybe because I thought he just had fair skin.

He is fairer than me. I immediately remembered that I had a few scars on my leg because I like to be bitten by mosquitoes when I roam every night.

"Do you know him?" I asked Alta while not taking my gaze away from her.

"Huh? Who?"

"Is it Leo?" Yes, that's Mandy's friend; she's my classmate in that subject.

"No, not him." I know Leo, and that’s not this man. I turned to Alta, who was narrowing her eyes to see what I was referring to. I would have pointed in the direction of where the man was during that disappearance.

My right eyebrow raised. Where is he? Why did he suddenly disappear?

"Who is it?"

"You know my vision is weak!"

"Suddenly, he is gone." I wondered as I rolled my eyes all over the place. How fast does it disappear? I didn't even have a minute to look at Alta!

"Who's that? Your crush?" She said it with a smile.

My forehead wrinkled at what she said.

"Fucky, no!" I can't seem to like that man. Yes, he is handsome and looks delicious, but don't. He embarrassed me so much in the room earlier.

What if I love reading novels? There is nothing wrong with that, ah? Maybe I'm too fond of vampires, but it's not right for him to talk to me like that!

"Then who?"

"That man embarrassed me in the room," was my answer.

"Really? He embarrassed you? Why does it sound like it should be the other way around? You never let someone bully you, even Vlad."

What happened to the power of your red hair?"

She even touched the end of my shoulder-length hair.

I took another deep breath before I answered. "I don't know. It's annoying because I haven't even defended myself; I can't get a rebate!" That man is fucky! "I hope he's handsome!"

Alta's eyes widened. "Are you referring to Antonio?" he asked.

I shook my head. "No."

She shook her head. Her right eyebrow raised. "I don't know anyone handsome in your class, so just tell me."

"I don't even know his name."

"Do you have a handsome classmate?" Really? What's new?" He pondered the question.

"I don't know. We've been here at school for four years, but I've never seen that face, even in our previous class. He is not familiar. So maybe he is new."

But if he's new, why do my classmates seem to know him?

"Then there are two new transferees in our school now," Alta stated.

My eyes narrowed at her. "She embarrassed you even more than Bella."

I raised my right eyebrow at her. "Bella girl?" She nodded.

"Yes. She looks like Kristen Stuart, who performed as Bella in "Twilight."

"I know that, Alta." I rolled my eyes at her.

"So she's a transferee, huh?"

"Duh, Steia, I just said it! "You're so fucky!" She said it in disgust.

"Stop that, Alta; it's none of your business!" I said.

"How come you can only say fucky?"

"Oh fucky yes!" I laughed.

My day passed so fast, and now I'm just here in our house in my room reading a book, as I usually do. But my eyes are dry now, and I'm sleepy, so I don't know what I would do. The only thing I'm sure of is that I don't want to sleep yet. I closed my eyes for a while.

"Ugh! Yes!" He thrusts faster as I scratch his sexy back.

"That's it! Ugh! More..."

"Fuck!" He cussed as he looked at our bodies intertwined with each other. His neck is now a bright red, as are his eyes, which make me wetter. Those piercing blood-red fuckery eyes!

I stretched my neck so he could see it. He dove in and kissed it while nibbling at it a little.

"Come on, baby. Harder!"

He did it as I told him to. He pushed me harder on the bed. I heard the crack of it, but he did not mind it. He keeps on thrusting inside me. "Ugh! It stings! I love it! Fucky! Oh!"

"Harder, please! Break my bones! Ugh!"

"Ahh!" I screamed as I felt my bone break.

When I awoke from my sleep, I sighed. Fucky! That's my dream again! My clothes were wet, and my sweat was dripping from my forehead down to my neck.

And why the hell is that guy in my dream? I mean he looks different, because he is almost naked!

My room is air-conditioned, but I still sweat a lot. I look down at the middle of my thigh. I can feel the sticky liquid there. It's not just my wet clothes but my femininity.

Fucky! My dreams are getting worse now since I saw vampires in the forest.

My sexual urge is getting hotter and more intense now. It's becoming more common.

Fucky!

What is happening to me? I promised myself I would give my purity to a vampire; that's why I'm still a virgin now, but... Fucky! I don't even know if I'm going to lose it or if I'll die a virgin!

Fucky no! So maybe my body hurts because my femininity feels like she's about to be destroyed by vampire masculinity! I knew I had seen a real vampire! My body is like this—it wants to be destroyed!

Fucky!

If so, maybe what I saw is real, I need to find out more if what's true because I don't think such things will stop happening to me until I get married to a vampire.

I don't know if I will blame myself for promising to have sex with a vampire. Now I'm lagging in terms of years of experience. Somehow I still know how because of porn and what I read.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is messy, and my forehead is sweaty. I couldn’t help but caress the hair. I need to color it again because it's black again, which means my hair is getting longer.

Fucky! I didn't remove my contact lenses! I immediately removed it from the eye. Fucky! Fortunately, I wasn't blinded or anything! When you were using the contact lens, and she fell asleep without removing it, the contact lens rotated behind the eye and remained there.

Fucky! Thank goodness!

My eyes are not blurred; in fact, they are evident. I stared into my eyes. Something entered my mind, but I immediately removed it. I shook my head and took a deep breath.

Fucky no. I don't want to be remembered, and the unit won't stop me from having those memories. I turned away from the mirror and rolled my eyes across the room.

My forehead furrowed at what I saw under the bed. I picked up that protruding thing. I stared for a long time at this square object.

It's my painting from when I was a kid. I put it beside my bed when I was a kid. I put it beside my bed. I kneel again and delve under my bed. When I saw it, I reached for it.

I took a white postcard in my belongings; after all, I didn't have anything else to use, so it was just for my class. The contents of my paintings are small; some are dry but still possible.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with trying again?

I laid them on the floor, and I was just about to start painting when there was a knock on my door.

"Adra!" I turned there.

"Adrasteia! Open this door!"

"Why me?" I asked her to open it. Her clothes were wrinkled when I saw they were not well worn; she was obviously in a hurry.

"What happened? I heard moans and screams in here. She said. I felt the heat creep up on my face.

It's because of my fucky wet dreams! Is my voice so loud? Did I moan while sleeping? Fucky!

"N-nightmare, Mom." I stammered.

I looked down because of embarrassment. "You're painting again?"

I lift my head and look at her; she's staring at my things on the floor, and her eyebrows are furrowed. My heart pounded inside my chest, and my hands started to shake.

Fucky!

I close my eyes tightly. I looked back at him, who was now staring at me. I already know that stare.

"What did I tell you about painting, Adrasteia?" she said thoughtfully.

I looked away, then turned my eyes back at her.

"I know, Mom," I said softly.

Her expression brightened. "Throw those away."

"He lets you do whatever you want, but please, just don't do that."

I took a deep breath. I turned over the painting tools.

"Adra, darling," she said softly.

"I know, Ma."

I gaze at her. She's smiling sweetly at me. I felt her warm arms wrap around me as she hugged me.

"Go to sleep after throwing all of that, okay?"

She pulled away. I nodded. She stared at me for a minute.

"I love you, Adra." She kissed me on the forehead and then smiled at me again.

"I love you too, Mom." All I could give her would be a bitter smile, even if I meant what I said.

She's out of my room now.

My eyes darted to my painting years ago. That is why I'm so drawn to novels and vampires now. Maybe if I hadn't quit painting before, I wouldn't know about Edward Cullen.

Fucky, that's so miserable if that thing ever happens. I don't want to be a plain girl after all. Maybe everything has a reason. So there's a reason why I'm so into vampires?

Maybe.

I felt the hot liquid in my womanhood again!

Fucky!

Why is it like this?

I don't even think it's dirty!

I just mentioned that the "vampire" was heating me. Damn it!

Fucky! I need to be devirginized by a vampire now.

*******

I hissed as I felt a slight pang in my right shoulder. I was walking out of the school park.

Fucky! What was that? I adjusted the sling of my bag that slipped over my shoulder and then returned it.

"S-sorry!"

My eyes narrowed at the girl who bumped into me. She is currently gathering her books that have fallen to the floor.

Even though she was on her knees and I couldn't see her face, she seemed familiar.

Where did I see her? I remained standing by her side as she arranged the books.

She got up from her knees. "Sorry... I don't mean to bump into you... I was not looking in my direction."

She put a few strands of hair behind her ears that blocked her face so I could see her whole face.

As far as I'm concerned, this is a woman. I glanced at her. Is this woman that thin?

She is thin, like Bella Swan. I don't know if I'll be irritated with her because it looks like she didn't mean to hit me.

"I'm sorry... Did I hurt you? Why aren't you talking?" She inquired, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"I'm sorry...

"No, it's alright."

She smiled genuinely at me. I scanned her face. She looks so innocent, especially when you stare at her chestnut eyes. She has fair skin, and if you stare at her longer, she resembles Kristen Stuart.

Alta is right; she looks like that. She slightly bent down to feel my gaze. I looked down at his hand that was glued; he was squeezing the finger. She noticed that  was what I was staring at, so he quickly saw the one in the back.

"I'm Adrasteia Meranza." I don't know why I introduced myself to her; I held my hand in front of her.

This woman looks kind; she's just shy.

She lifted her head and shyly looked at me.

"L-Layla Bienhurzen."

Hmmm...

Never heard of Bienhurzen, so she must be new here.

She accepted my outstretched hand. "You can call me Adra or Steia; everyone here calls me red-haired Steia." I smiled at her.

"Mine is just Layla." She's not Bella, after all. Good thing! She seems nice.

Maybe that's why I was annoyed with her yesterday because I don't want anyone else playing the character of Bella Swan, who is someone else.

"You know Twilight?" I asked out of the blue.

"H-huh?"

"Twilight," written by Stephenie Meyer The novel?"

"There's a movie now, so it's impossible, and you don't know," I said.

Her forehead creased. She seemed confused by what I said. She didn't seem to know them.

"You don't know that?"

She shook her head. "No,"

"I read books, but not novels."

Fucky! Seriously?

She doesn’t know Twilight. Where did she come from, and why didn't she know? Or maybe she's not fond of it like I am... Maybe.

"I'll read when I have free time." "Is that your favorite?"

"Fucky! Yes!" Her eyes widened at my answer.

Hmmm... It looks like she's not used to hearing what I say, either.

She noticed my fixation on her. She immediately smiled at me.

"All right, let me try to read."

She doesn't seem nice because she is! Fucky! I can't believe that I hate her for once! She looks innocent, fragile, and witty too.

I can't believe that Layla irritated me yesterday, or maybe I don't want her to be Bella, the story's protagonist. Especially now that I've discovered our town is home to vampires.

There's a chance that Edward Cullen might be real. One percent chance, I guess? But I don't want Edward Cullen himself; she has Bella Swan, and I don't want to meddle in that story. I don't have the guts or the chance! I like the kind of Edward Cullen I can only have for myself.

We parted ways with Layla because she was still going to the library. At the same time, I will wander around while Alta is still in class. My class is over, so I was just in the park earlier. This is what I always do when I finish the course first.

My class is over so I decided to go to the rooftop and texted Alta that I'm here.

Vlad and I met eyes, and he smiled as he leaned against the pole. "What are you doing here, red-haired Steia?"

I rolled my eyes at him. I'm not in the mood to bring fuckery Vlad down now. I want to roam around the school peacefully.

I passed him, but he was over my wrist.

I ignored him and went to the other side but he grabbed my wrist.

"What?!" I stormed at him.

"You're still into vampires, huh?"

"Oh, so you care now, Vlad?"

"I don't care about your damn obsession with vampires, but damn, Adra, your addiction is making you insane!" He chuckled.

I would have passed him again, but he crossed my wrist again. I tried to take that from him.

"Let go of me, Vlad," I said seriously.

"Ohh... I'm scared, Steia! Are you going to accuse me of seeing a vampire in battle?" He teased.

I saw his friends approaching in our direction, along with the brides and a few girlfriends.

Fucky!

I don't want to fight Vlad today because I received too much embarrassment yesterday, and I don't want you to add more, but Vlad doesn't want to let it go.

"Vlad, can you stop?"

"What if I don't want to stop, Steia?" What plan do you have? You're going to report. Go on! If you're going to report a vampire, report to!" He bursts out laughing.

He doesn't know when to stop. I sighed heavily. I think I have already lost my appetite just by looking at him.

"What's happening?"

"Vampire? Again? It's the same old sh*t, huh?" One of his friends, Sheldon, spoke up.

"Yeah. Can you believe it? After all those years, she's still into that!" Vlad laughed. They are currently all around me.

I saw Bernadette approach him. She caressed his shoulder.

"Leave her alone, Vlad. You know that woman is crazy." She said it with a smile. Her eyes were staring at my hair.

"Just look at her hair! Are you trying to be unique by coloring your hair red?"

"So maybe he was colored so the vampire could see him right away!" He interrupts. I clasped my hands because of what that one said.

Bernadette approached me. "You even wear contact lenses to hide your peculiar eyes," she said, full of hate,

My teeth chattered in annoyance at what he said. My whole body seemed to heat up as if it were boiling inside, probably annoyed with this woman.

"Maybe you're one of the vampires you're addicted to?" I took the wrist from Vlad. I succeeded in doing so.

I took a deep breath as se approached me. I still accept why Vlad treats me like this, but not him. Is that really what human love does?

He even defeated the vampire he was referring to as the monster in what was being done to the other students and me here. We are twenty, but when he behaves, he looks like fifteen.

"I think your madness is worse now because you saw a vampire. Did you do drugs, huh?" Is that how it is when no one loves you? "What a pity." He sniffed artfully. Those around us laughed, as did Vlad.

"So even your father couldn't handle your madness and committed suicide!"

This fucky girl!

I quickly pulled her long hair; she moaned in pain, and the people around us sighed.

If she thought I would ignore what she said about my father, she was mistaken. We're not in the telenovela, so I'm still bullying her. I pulled her closer to me.

"You're saying this is crazy. The man you like is crazy, so if I'm you, go crazy too; maybe Vlad will like you." I said before letting go of her hair that I got no reaction from them, so I walked away.

That's what you get, fucky bitch!

No one stopped me because even Vlad was stunned. I can't understand why he is still angry with me. All of that is past. It's a pity his name is Vlad, just like a vampire, but he is a monster.

I will prove that I am right!

I will prove them wrong. This is not an addiction; it is more like adoration. I'm not insane; my father did not die because I'm insane.

Get them ready for me when I prove that the vampire is real!

I closed my eyes. I tried to bring back the memory so I could remember the place where I saw the vampire.

Fucky!

I rolled my eyes, and his cold gaze fell on me.

What is this man doing in front of me?

In less than a few minutes, someone would tease me again.

My right eyebrow was raised. "What do you need?"

"Will you embarrass me again?" I said sarcastically.

"Where did you see them?" I rolled my eyes at his question. He's talking about the vampires.

"What are you doing?"

"Where did you see them?"

"I thought you didn't believe in that. For someone who doesn't believe in vampires, you're different, huh."

"Answer me, Ms."

"I don't have to answer you because you're not flirting with me, and even if you flirt, I won't answer you because of your habit." That's what I said to stop him.

His forehead furrowed at what I said. "You're getting it wrong, Ms."

"Maybe, if you're just going to tease me or embarrass me, put it off first." "One per day is enough." I marched away in front of him.

Fucky!

I stopped when he suddenly appeared in front of me. Does he walk fast?

His eyes are darker now as he glances at me. "Tell me."

Fucky! Why do I have to deal with this

"In the woods,"

"Are you sure?"

"Do I look like I'm fooling around?" I saw them do it; it's like a ritual is performed. If you don't want to believe me, then don't; I'll prove that what I saw is true!"

"What are you saying?"

"I'll be back there," I say emphatically.

"What time?"

My forehead furrowed at his question. "Why are you coming?" "Why? to laugh at me if you don't see any vampires?"

"No. I want to see it myself," he answered calmly.

Even though I was wondering what he said, I just answered.

"I'm going later at midnight. Maybe you were asleep during those hours." I will laugh at him.

"No. I'll go with you."