Me and My Friends are What !?!

A Fatasy teenage love story with all kids of paranormal activities.

Sitting in the back of Mr. Brown’s Algebra 2 is like the bog of internal stench from The Labyrinth ,but with a worse smell. I mean do some people in this class ever hear of soap? Trying not to gag from the smell of 10^th grade sweat trapped in a small non ventilated class room. Mr. Brown is in the front trying to explain the property of equality, again. Glaring at his back because if it wasn’t for his ban of the windows it wouldn’t smell as bad, at least it is the last class of the day. I contemplate the meaning of all of the things in school, which we are to learn. Do they really help us prepare for our futures? What is our fate? Do we all have a predestined future? We research ways to reduce pollution yet in the same labs we create bombs that destroy nature and living things alike. The contradictions infuriate me and confuse me all in one. We fight wars, and for what? Is it the fate of humans to perish? A feeling of loss and despair floods me, and with a with a sigh I hear a slight snore and a small voice whisper

“Run carpet people the foot is coming!” Knocking me out of my gloomy thoughts I know the sleeper is none other than Tyka in front of me. With parts of her dark brown hair askew and black framed glasses hanging off her face she hunches over her desk, face smashed into her textbook. Not again! She is always asleep in this class.

“`Pst Tyka wake up” I said, thinking wow Tyka is a deep sleeper time for plan B. With the teachers back still turned I chuck a mid-sized paper ball at her head. Well that does the trick, Tyka slowly lifts her head wiping a line of spit from her face.

“Did the carpet people make it out in time?”

“Sherri what are you talking about? Oh--well some made it but there were a few casualties” Tyka replies with a slight salute to the lost carpet people. Just as the thought to get Stephanie’s attention plays on my mind the bell rings throughout the room signaling the end of class. The sound of students shuffling their belongings fill the once silent room. Thank the heavens for summer vacation. Three whole months of nothing but water, friends, and touring Japan.

“ Yo, Steph what are we going to do today? It’s your turn to pick” I tell her putting my Naruto notebook in my H.I.M messenger bag. Cramming all her papers in her Fall Out Boy messenger bag she turns and replies

“ Well I was thinking we could chill at my place, make some muffins, and play some video games until we all pass out from lack of sleep?” She says with a slight grin looking around the room to see who is left. I nod in reply .Brushing a piece of her shoulder length blonde hair she looks to Tyka to see if she agrees . Tyka pauses a moment as if to think about the situation and with a laugh says

“I was just kidding! You read my mind I have been wanting a muffin all freaking day!” Having everything ready we head for the hallway. Brushing past many freshman still lingering in the hallway I make it to Tykas metallic silver Honda element. Rushing to the passenger seat Stephanie nearly falls flat on her face, I got banned for a while because of having a fight over the radio with Tyka.

“ You didn’t see that” Stephanie spits out before tossing her bag in the back along with mine and Tykas, jumping in the front. Giving an ‘alright whatever you say look’ I turn to look out the window as Tyka starts the car to head towards Stephanie’s. I see a guy with baggy jeans with a band tee leaning on a tree by the football field. He slowly looks up as if sensing me looking at him. We lock eyes for a moment, staring into the most beautiful pale blue eyes I have ever seen. For a moment the world seemed to have stopped making me wonder who this guy was. I have never seen him at school, he looked about my age.

“ Sherri! Didn’t you hear me? Edward Scissor hands or Pitch Black?” Tyka asks knocking me out of a staring contest. Looking back I find he is nowhere to be seen.

“ Um… how about Pitch Black that movie was cool” I finally muster out as Tyka turns “Thnks fr th mmrs” by Fall Out boy back up, backing out pf the parking space heading out to the road. A Donato’s and dollar store later we are back at Stephanie’s loaded with pizza, vault, sour patch kids, and gummy worms ready to watch Pitch Black. Upon entering the door Tyka is greeted by Mischief Stephanie’s black cat.

“Hello Mr. Grumpy pants, Stephanie I swear I have never seen a cat with the case of never ending PMS and it‘s not even a girl cat!” Tyka taunts picking up Stephanie’s cat and petting him.

“Hey that’s not fair! He’s just emotionally challenged that’s all and I still love him for it!“ Stephanie replies in the defense of her emo cat. With a laugh I pick up the bags of snacks. Passing by Stephanie who is now staring out the French doors to the patio I stop and ask her.

“Hey where did you put my favorite pillow? What are you looking at?” She turns to look at me as if she was lost in a trance, then looks back out the doors. With a sigh of loss she turns back and replies

“Oh nothing I thought I seen someone, and it’s in the closet in the hallway where it always is” Shrugging my shoulders I turn down the painting covered hallway to retrieve my favorite pillow. So soft I think as you rub my face into the pillow, squishing myself in between Tyka and Stephanie as the movie begins. The next morning after a few rounds of apple juice and pancakes Tyka announces

“Hey guys I think we should hit up the mall they have this new sale going on a Hot Topic” Thinking about the pair of faded black Tripp pants in my closet I decide that I could use a few more pairs. Looking across the table at Stephanie whom is apparently concluding the same thing says

“That seems cool I could use a few more band tees, but we probably should be back in time to call our parents in Bahamas or they will loose it!”

“Did they say when they were coming back? I didn’t even get a note I heard from the maid that they left with your guys parents for a vacation” I say collecting the dishes and setting them in the sink, I turn to look at the others.

“I’m not sure either, they just left a note saying they were going to be gone for a while with the ’Burkes’ and ’Grahams’ you know how they like to be all proper” Tyka said shaking her head slightly.

“Okay then I guess it doesn’t really matter when we get home really” Stephanie replies sitting up slightly running a hand through her almost getting there frizzy blonde hair.

“ But first I have to straiten my hair!” she adds off handedly rushing up the stairs to her precious blue straightner.

“ Mine is still sexier remember that!” Tyka yells up the steps after Stephanie with a laugh. Pausing as if Tyka had thrown something at her she turns and looks at Tyka evilly.

“ Shut up!” she tosses back with a laugh and continues to bounce up the stairs with Tyka in tow. Sighing what is life without a morning full of Tyka and Stephanie’s playful banter. Smiling at the thought of my best friends I follow up the stairs to get changed for the day. Meeting Tyka and Stephanie in the hallway I ask

“ What car are we going to take today? I was kind of thinking about the Porsche”

“ But I wanted to try out my new Jeep that dad bought me” Stephanie replies while Tyka is checking herself out in the mirror AGAIN! Realizing that Tyka is looking in the mirror Stephanie flicks Tyka on the arm. Letting out a cry of pain she turns to Stephanie

“ What did you do that for? I swear you with your manly arms! You might even leave a bruise” Tyka says waving her hands dramatically. Oh god here we go again, after sorting out the whole ordeal we all ended up taking separate cars, because Tyka also wanted to show off her car at the mall. Reaching Easton Town Center I enter the parking garage to find a few parking spaces close together.

“ Hey I’m going to head up to Limited, call me if you need me”

“ Ok Sherri go get your small peoples clothes, I‘m going to head up to Hot Topic to get that Davie Bowie shirt” Tyka remarks laughing

“ I know I love you too Funkmaster” I tell her sarcastically. Stephanie looks around for a minute then adds

“ I’m going to head to Game Stop, I hear they have the new Guitar Hero III that I have been watching for!”

“Yeah whatever you do that, wait Steph I have to tell you something” wondering what it is she comes closer and whispering in her ear I tell her

“ Beralai will forever live” With a laugh I turn off and walk away, but in the distance I can hear muttering about New Yeven and other colorful words being used. Looking over through the racks of clothes I notice a guy in the corner that has been looking at me ever since I walked in the store. Then a pain shoots though the back of my neck. Maybe I shouldn’t have slept on the couch last night. Why is he still looking at me? Ugh I shop here all of the time does he really think I might take something? Well there was that one time, but really who was going to pay that much for a darn jacket? I’m going to walk over there and say hello, how about that!

“ Hello can you help me for a second I only need your opinion on this outfit” I ask the guy, but I can’t help but feel that I have met or seen him from somewhere.

“Um…. Sure I can do that” He tells me as if he is not sure what to do.

“ Okay I was thinking, should I go with the red top and the black pants outfit? or the blue and white outfit?” Taking both of the outfits I press them up to my body in a modeling fashion. As if he got his courage back he says

“ The red suits you better, but try them with the white pants” Wow this guy is good he has a gay mans taste in clothing, I didn’t even think of it myself.

“ Thanks, oh by the way my name is Sherri” reaching out I extend my arm for him to shake. Another burst of pain shoots through my neck as if on fire. The burning sensation continues down until it hits my lower back. What is this feeling, the feeling of a destiny, a future? A meaning to live? Is this what I have been seeking for? No surely not, I barely know him.

“ Hi I’m Michael …. Do you want to grab a bite or something at the food court? You look like you don‘t feel very well”

“ Ugh ….. Hold on a sec. but sure” putting the thoughts from my mind I text Tyka and Steph to tell them what’s going on so that if something happens to me, they know who to get. Walking to the food court he asks

“ So what will it be?”

“ Well I was thinking orange chicken from Panda Express, What about you?”

“ You’re a lady after my own heart” Michael replies with a slight laugh dramatically putting his hand over his heart. This is so different from when he was hiding in the store, he’s actually really funny and outgoing. Sitting at the table I ponder over his looks I have seen him somewhere. His pale blue eyes, dark ‘emo’ hair cut as I like to call it, and gentle child like features. OMG it is the guy that I seen at school!

“ So can I ask you a question?” Michael asks throwing me out of my train of thought, and back into reality.

“ Sure shoot”

“ Okay do you believe in vampires, werewolves, and such?” He asks with a sincere expression playing on his almost angelic features. Artists would have a field day painting this guy, he is just too perfect.

“ Well that’s a hard question for me, because I love vampires they seem so cool but I know they are not real, but when I was little my parents had a hard time trying to convince me otherwise because I wanted to be one very badly” I tell him laughing , why am I telling him this? I only just met him today and I am telling about my life. I don‘t know how to describe it. I feel like we have no secrets from one another. Why is this?

“ You are a strange girl” he laughs and changes the subject. After a hour of chatting about everything nearly under the sun I look at the clock it is nearly eight.

“ Well I better get going or my friends will freak, they are really protective” I tell Michael throwing my trash away and placing the brown tray on top with the pile of others.

“ Here, I will walk you to your car to make sure you get there safely” He replies offering his arm. In the bustle of the crowd I drop my new blackberry hand phone. Turing on my heal I reach down to pick it up, but once I look up Michael has vanished. With a sigh of disappointment I continue through the glass doors to reach my black Porsche, reaching for the door with keys in hand I feel a presence behind me. Turning abruptly I look behind me to be faced with an empty parking lot with the florescent light shining off the yellow and while painted lines. The silence is suffocating, I can feel the wild beat of my heart. Thoughts race across my mind, Wait wasn’t the garage full a few minutes ago? A loud noise echoes through the garage, feeling my courage ebb away slowly, I fumble with the keys. As if in slow motion I drop my keys, I hold in air fearing to take another breath. I begin to think just great this is always the part in the move that signals the hunted is caught. As if on cue someone behind me pick up my keys.

“ Hello can I have my keys?” I stutter almost inaudibly not bothering to turn around to face my fearful killer that my mind has made up in anxiety. Is this really what humanity has come to? Hurting others in order to obtain riches, where does that get you? And what purpose does it serve. Before I can entertain anymore ideas I am thrown over the hood of my car. Pain rushes up my side spreading to reach up to my head. My vision blurs, I am loosing conciseness. The last thing I feel is a searing pain shoot through my neck before blacking out.

Slowly with blurred vision I make out red walls and a familiar lamp, I are home. Or at least I think I am. A moment or two passes by and my phone goes off, great just great I got a headache, I’m not sure what happened and now my phone is ringing.

“ Hello?” I reply a little groggily.

“ Hey little one, it’s Stephanie something weird is going on you need to get over here, Tyka is on the table, come to my house”

“ Alright be there in a minute” hanging up I head towards the bathroom. During my daily routine I reach for my Colgate toothpaste, much to my distaste I have dropped the cap.

“Just great it’s another thing I need right now” I mumble reaching for the cap on the tile floor. Getting up I smack my head on the marble sink counter top.

“Oh sugar honey ice tea” I mutter in pain rubbing my head making the blood smear. Taking a look in the mirror I see a pale face and fangs looking back at me. Wait a minute fangs?

“Give in to the darkness; kill, destroy those that hunt your kind, they are not worthy, they pollute nature with their wastes, It’s the fate of their kind” I hear a dark sinister voice whisper.

“SHUT UP, get out of my head!” I yell making my pet rabbit jump and run in its cage. Getting angry I punch the mirror causing shattered glass to fly cutting my skin and face. What is wrong with me? Calming down I start to clean up the glass when I spot some of my blood. The ruby red liquid contrasts against the aqua blue and white tiles. In a trance like state I begin to pick up the glass and lick it. Yum this tastes so good I want, I need more. With this in mind I spring out of the bathroom reaching for my jacket. Hearing the maid walking near my door about to enter, I jump out the window landing firmly on my feet. Not wanting to explain my actions any further I keep going. With all common thinking skills clogged with the need of blood I did not question things any more. Among the chaos and scattered thoughts in my mind, I can sense a group of drunken teenage boys in an alleyway near by. I emerge from the darkness.

“Hey baby girl wanna hang with us?” the group leader says slurring his words. While behind him his cronies laugh looking to one another, taking swigs of what I smell to be a liquor of some kind.

“ See this is what man has fallen to, they do not deserve the gift of life they have been given.” the dark voice one again mutters through my mind. Maybe this is the fate of humans to perish, they do nothing but destroy. Moving forward I walk up to the leader and whisper in his ear and pull back smiling.

“Promises, promises” the leader says winking at his boys. He grabs me by the shoulders and throws me into the near by wall and slaps me in the face.

“You are too beautiful to be out this late alone” he tells me with false worry, making his buddies form a circle around me.

“Do you tell every girl this line?” I ask as they all shake their heads in disagreement.

“Well don’t I feel very privileged” And with that I move to the side kicking the leader in the face, making him drop to the ground, blood pouring from the multiple gashes on his cheek.

“Do you think it is fun to rape girls and then kill them afterwards?” I tell him full of disgust. Behind me I hear the group whispering, did you tell? No man did you? I feel my incisors lengthen and the need for blood rises.

“Your mind just reeks of death and perverseness” He starts to back up, by now the other have left leaving just me and him.

“Who are you?” He mumbles in fear as his back hits the wall behind him.

“I am your worst nightmare, I am your judge, jury, and executioner” I say with a mild laugh making a shiver run down his spine. Moving forward I grab him by his neck and sink my fangs deep. The blood flows hot and spicy spilling over my tongue. Soon I feel him go limp in my arms having drained him of all his life blood. With this all reason and emotion comes back in waves making me double on my knees. What have I done? Next I find myself running from the dead body as if someone was chasing me. I have got to get to Tyka and Stephanie they will know what to do. All of a sudden I see a ball of fluff hoping towards me. What is that? Oh my god is it Ginster? How did he get out?

“Sherri this wasn’t supposed to happen until your eighteenth birthday, How am I to explain this you are a vampire, point blank.”

“What!” I yell out in exasperation not believing that my RABBIT is talking to me as if it was a normal thing to do. Well I mean why not have a talking rabbit? So far I have bit someone, drank their blood, and beaten the living spit out of a group of wanna be thugs, plus I have got a voice telling me all the sins of man. But is it really a voice? Haven‘t I already felt that way before?. After recovering from the shock I tell my rabbit

“Wow you talk, Do you see in color or black and white?” at this statement Ginster looks at me as if I had grown three heads. Hey it was a perfectly good question, it has been bothering me for a while.

“Now is not the time for this, If a am assuming correctly Tyka and Stephanie have both been awakened”

“What do you mean awakened? You mean they are like me too?”

“No, not exactly Tyka is from the ancient Covina’s bloodline and is werewolf, as for Stephanie she is a descendant strait from Morgan le Fay herself!” She states with pride.

“……….. Wait isn’t vampires, werewolves, and witches supposed to hate each other or something?”

“There was a great war long ago that divided those kingdoms, but that is as far as I know”

“Wait how did I change if I am not of age yet?”

“My best guess is that someone converted you unknowing that you were vampire” With this last comment I leapt off the tower I currently resided on in pursuit of Stephanie’s house. Coming upon her house I hear a scream. Quickly going inside I see Tyka on top of the table with Stephanie gathered near with an amused look on her face.

“Okay what the world is Tyka doing on the table, Wait a minute was it another one of Tykas earthquakes?” I question out loud in between screams.

“She is being rather difficult to understanding reason” a voice spoke from below me. That’s when I realize Tyka’s dog Dribble is near the table looking at Tyka with a look of exasperation.

“Sherri some crazy stuff is going on, My freaking DOG is speaking to me saying I am some kind of were thingy!” Tyka shouts with a slight croak from all of the yelling she has done in the possibly the past hour. Ginster speaks from my shoulder where I realize she has been throughout the whole ordeal.

“Calyx don’t be so hard on the girl how would you feel if you were told the same thing?”

“Calyx? Who is that?” I ask not knowing a person in the room named Calyx

“Feh, Girl did you really think are names are Dribble, Ginster, and Mischief?” Stephanie’s cat said words dripping with hate for those names.

“Well actually yeah” I reply honestly

“My true name is not Mischief but Alastair, Dribble is Calyx, and Ginster is Annette” Stephanie looks at her cat with a sigh she picks him up.

“You girl put me down this instant this is not dignified!” With amusement she places him in a small pen in the other room with a ball of yarn and cat nip.

“Sorry about that, you see that’s what happens when you all work and no play” Stephanie tells the group.

“Okay with that out of the way, Annette said that I must have been converted by someone, So did anything weird happen to you guys?” I said watching Stephanie go to the table to pry a clinging Tyka off of it.

“Well I do remember this big dog running after me and I kind of black out after that” Tyka replies calming down somewhat downing the glass of water supplied by Stephanie.

“Well I got cut on this guy Zephyrs bracelet, who I met at the mall, and he licked the blood off, but that’s not really that bad” Stephanie said.

“Not that I’m actually buying into this crazy nonsense or anything, but who would want to change us into mystical creatures? And for what purpose?” Tyka said turning to Calyx. Stretching her paws in front of her she replies

“ Well since you are part of the most pure and royal families of your kind there would be assassins, Demons, and just about anyone else with a rift with your family” moving next to Tyka causing her to shift with distress.

“ Well this is freaking great, yesterday all I had to worry about was finals and avoiding Mr. Haney’s spit in class, and now I have just about everything possible wanting to come after me!” Tyka cuts in putting her face in her hands with displeasure.

“Hey Sherri when did you get a tattoo of a bat on your neck?” Stephanie asks.

“Never why those things hurt too much you know how I feel about them why?” I reply rubbing my face, taking a chair next to Stephanie and Tyka at the table. The animals begin looking at one another cause me to get a little distressed. Annette hops over to me, using her ears to brush the hair off of my neck.

“You have been claimed by your mate” she states bluntly. For a moment these is a sickening silence.

“ Wait hold the phone, someone claimed me? How is that possible?” I ask feeling stressed and a bit pissed. The next thing I know a voice soft and masculine rings in my mind.

“ Can you please calm down you are making me nauseous”

“Ok who in the world is this, I am not happy right now and I know I am talking to the voice in my head but at this point I will check myself into the crazy house” I reply in hysteria slamming my fist on to the table. Earning a few odd looks from Tyka and Stephanie.

“ Well this is no picnic for me either with all of your emotional mood swings, I’m Michael from the mall, trust me I was shocked to find out that you are a direct bloodline”

“Wait Michael? Oh you are so lucky that you aren’t near me right now or I would tear you a new one” I feel his male amusement through the psychic connection which irritates me more. Looking at Tyka and Stephanie I hear the door open and few people enter. Turning the corner you see Michael and two other boys, and from the look of Stephanie’s face she recognizes the one with beach blonde hair with a lip ring.

“ Okay first off who are you freaks. Two why are you walking in here like you live here?” Tyka shouts because more than likely she has had enough of all this ‘excitement‘. The guys shift almost uncomfortably at her words as a tingling sensation travels from you neck to your spine. Locking eyes with Michael you know he feels it too as he places a black nail painted hand on his neck.

“ Oh you think you would recognize your husbands?” The one you suppose is Zephyr after the comment Stephanie had made earlier. Stephanie falls out of her chair causing Tyka to laugh.

“ Ha yeah right, I don’t remember any rings or even asking for that matter, so nope I’m not married unless you two have something to share” Tyka says looking at me and Stephanie.

“ Humans and there silly traditions, Honey you are married, married to me, Ryan Casteel the heir to the werewolf throne” The last guy finally speaks up. Before anyone can respond to his blunt ego a dark wind picks up. The room becomes cold, a violent wind tears through the room leaving nothing on the surfaces. Looking to the ceiling I spot a huge dark circle with lightning thundering inside.

“ Oh wow what is that?” I muster in awe and shock. Michael moves from beside his friends to stand protectively beside me.

“ That my dear is the vortex of destiny, I have never seen one but it is said that when one opens you are destined to be something great” He replies with a note of worry in his voice. From beside Tyka Ryan adds

“ But at a terrible price the road to greatness is never an easy one” A loud booming thunder and a thick book emerges from the vortex and lands on the table nearly breaking it with its weight. The winds die down slowly and the darkness begins to fade away as Tyka reaches for the book placing her hand on the cover. The book begins to glow a bright green and with a flash of light the book opens, pages flipping wildly as it lands on a final page. A sinister voice erupts

“ A mighty kingdom fallen, Three bonds formed never to be broken, A lasting tie, Journey to the untold, A kingdom united” Looking to one another, but before I could make a sound I am being sucked inside the book. Trying in vain to hold on to anything nearby, against my will I am thrown towards the book. Everything goes black as I am plunged into the darkness of the book with the others.

“Ah not in the book!” I shout. Looking up I find myself back in the classroom. Pulling my face up I hear a few snickers from the class, and a few from Tyka and Stephanie.

“ Ms. Burke I would kindly like it if you stayed awake in my class” Mr. Brown remarks from the board, as he goes back to teaching about slope.

“ Was it the dream about our adventure?” Tyka asks shaking her head as Stephanie laughs. I think back to the memories of fighting monsters alongside my friends, and saving humanity even when I thought humans were lost. I will keep the wish of humanity continuing to thrive, because only in darkness is when the light truly shines the brightest. I will await the day when humanity has once again risen to the height of it’s true potential. I look at my friends laughing at one another, they need the chance to make bonds and live to the fullest. We each have a destiny, the one we make ourselves.

Author's Note

I know there are MAJOR grammer problems but besides that, What do you think?

Reviews

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You have an interesting way of writing. I tend to find details on the how the person is feeling cheesy, but this really worked. I like your style.

[Tyka [curiosity, Creati..]

TAKE OUT THE PART WHERE I CALL THEM FREAKS!!!! DO IT OR I WILL KILL YOU!

Other than that I've already read this before, but it's sill good ^^,
Although I like Honda CR-Vs much better than honda elements.

[Lee*]

There was an interesting change of pace part way through this story. I thought it was going to be a more traditional teenage romance at first, then it developed into a vampire story. Some interesting ideas. Never really thought of anything like pet guardians before. The end did sneak up on my a little bit and might have been developed a little more I felt. Still, that's just my opinion. Seems like the girls were having a lot of fun in the story. Nice work. :-)