Twisted

Louis was a lost soul, left looking for his one true love but it's not that simple for a vampire to find someone that loves him back. Fed up with his isolation he joins the local high school hoping to find a life outside of his own, pretending to be human that is. At the same time he has to deal with Harry. A manipulative werewolf out for everything Louis has. When Harry joins the same high school as Louis to make his life hell, the two fall for the local outcast. How far will they go to win her heart?

Mature content, strong/offensive language and some sexual moments. Please be warned. So please don't read this if swearing upsets you, thank you, and happy reading (;

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2. First Day Bites

I walked out of the rickety old house in a rush. I wanted to get to the school early enough to get my schedule.  A couple of girls drove past me laughing and singing along to their radio. I could smell them. My eyes soon turned deep red beneath my black RayBans. I stood in place breathing deeply, trying to shake their scent off. I was hungry, really hungry. I have to control myself or this will never work. I closed my eyes tight, the hunger slowly fading away. When I opened my eyes there he stood. Harry  and his deep green eyes stared at me with hatred. "Hello again Louis, heard you enrolled at my school." He says, my jaw drops, "What?!" I reply almost shrieking. He laughs under his breath deep and dark almost evil. "Oh Louis you really haven't changed." He smirks. I can't believe my ears, how could this have happened? "I told you Louis, as long as I live, I will make your life a living hell." With that he just walked away. His tight jeans clinging to his muscles. He hasn't changed a lick other than the fact his hair was curlier. 
I thought the entire way to the high school. I now have to worry about Harry making my life hell on top of keeping my true nature hidden and my thirst quenched. That boy is lucky I don't eat dog, otherwise he'd be dead. I didn't notice my fists had been clenched walking into the building. I slowly unclenched them and looked over to my right. Harry stood with a petite girl on his arm. She was very pretty in fact. He hair dark red and long, probably touching her arse. She stared at me with grey eyes and a crimson smile. 
I brushed past both of them quickly, the girl attached to Harry's hip following me with questioning eyes. I ran into the main office to finish of my paperwork.
"There you go Mr.....Tomlenston?" The pudgy silver haired secretary asked with a welcoming smile. I chuckled and shook my head, 
"I'm sorry ma'am, but it's pronounced Tomlinson."  Te old woman laughed at herself, "Silly me! Sorry Mr. Tomlinson, here's your schedule. Have a great day!" She said handing me a manilla envelope. I took it from her pale shaking hand and flashed her a genuine smile. I turned back to the door and walked to my locker.
That's when it hit me. The smell of an open wound.  

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