Hey everyone! I'm sorry that i have to end it with only 15 chapters, but i'm totally stumped as to new ideas and like i said before, i have many more stories i could be spending my time on. I actually like the turn-out of this last chapter, all tough it's kind of short. I hope you like it too and aren't too mad at me for ending the story so soon. ~Ouaysis

One year later………

I stood in the doorway of my bedroom nervously. Today I was going to start going to high school with Ben and Remi. All through the past year I have been preparing myself for this day, but I wasn't too thrilled. I was happy I could get out of the house and do something, but I was also terrified that I would lose control and kill someone. Then our identity would be jeopardized and we would have to move.

Ben came up to me and offered a reassuring hand. I took it gratefully.

"Ready?" He asked.

I shook my head, "No."

Ben smiled, "You'll do fine, come on."

I nodded not feeling the same confidence as Ben.

Remi met us in the car.

"Hey Reagan. You'll do fine today, don't worry. Besides, if anything's about to happen I'll see it and Ben and I will stop you."

I smiled and nodded, "Okay. Thanks Remi."

"Of course. That's what family is for, right?"

Through the entire drive I tried to calm myself. Little good it did, though. As soon as I set foot on the high school campus my throat seared with thirst and I wanted nothing more than to quench it. Ben took my hand and I gripped it tightly.

I'm fine. I won't kill anyone, I can do this. I've done it before, and I can do it again. Humans are friends, not food. I told myself. However, I knew this would be my biggest challenge.

With the shop clerk and Dorothy was different. Dorothy was old and the clerk was only one person. Now though, it was coming from everywhere, and everyone here is plenty young.

I groaned when we walked inside the building, the confined space making it ten times worse.

Ben squeezed my hand and I forced myself to ignore the pain and the burning desire to drink everyone's blood.

Ben and I walked into our first class, math.

"Hello, Mr. Dodds, this is Reagan. Could you sign this for her please?"

Mr. Dodds nodded and signed the paper Ben was holding out to him. After that was done Ben led me over to two chairs, side by side, and sat down. I sat down next to him, reluctantly letting go of his comforting hand.

A dark skinned boy with black hair and dark brown eyes sat down on the other side of me.

"Hey, I'm Robbie, nice to meet you."

I nodded and forced myself to give him what I hoped was a friendly smile. He probably thought I was rude, but I didn't care. If I opened my mouth I might not close it again until every human in the room was drained of their blood.

The four hours until lunch were agonizing. I didn't know how Remi and Ben could stand it. This was like self-torture. If I didn't despise killing innocent humans more, I wouldn't be doing this. But it was necessary to maintain our human cover, so I would endure it, if only for the ones who took me in when I had no one.

Ben and I both got a tray of food and went to sit down by Remi.

"How do you stand it?" I asked once we had sat down, but instantly regretted it when the fiery pain in my throat increased dramatically.

I clamped my mouth shut again and clutched Ben's hand tighter. I wouldn't be surprised if his hand fell off by the end of the day.

Remi shrugged, "You get used to it. It doesn't go away, but you get used to it."

I shook my head. I doubt that, I thought.

Finally, after three more agonizing hours I was free. I went to wait in the car with Remi as Ben went into the front office to turn in all my teacher-signed papers.

He got in the front seat and started the engine.

"So, what do you think?"

"I think you're masochistic." I said darkly.

Ben chuckled, "Believe me Reagan, I enjoy it no less then you do. But it's necessary, so I do it."

I sighed, Ben was right. Like I said before, I would do this no matter how hard or painful it was, for my family. Besides, it wasn't all bad. I was super powerful, I could run faster than a train, and most of all, I had Ben. The only good thing about this new, crazy, painful life was that I met the love of my life. I couldn't bear to think about what it would be like without the Jones's. I would be alone and probably killing innocent humans for their blood. I shuttered at the thought.

No, I was happy. At least as happy as it was possible to be when you're a blood-drinking, forever-thirsty vampire. I had a family, the love of my life, and awesome, inhuman strength and speed. I would always miss my human family, but I knew they were somewhat happy and safe, and that was all I needed. I promised myself, right then and there that no matter what happened I would always look on the bright side of evey situation that was thrown at me. Starting with my life as an immortal, supposed-to-be-mythical vampire.