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Sneak Peek: Be Still My Heart—A YA Vampire Series

4/3/2019

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This is a 1,400 word except from the first book in a young adult vampire series that is almost complete. Hope you enjoy! 

How many more times was Mrs. Sanderson going to tell us to make sure we were inside before dawn? I think all of us in the class had figured out by now that sunlight and vampires didn’t go together…at all. And her consistent drilling of the fact had created a restlessness in the classroom.

My friend, Jenny, passed a folded-up piece of paper to me. I kept my hand below the desk to open it and grinned at the caricature of our instructor. A cross between an old schoolmarm and a drill sergeant, Mrs. Sanderson had been teaching fledging vampires for probably centuries. And she looked like she was a few stiff winds away from dust.

The classroom door opened, and every eye in the room focused on the intruder, a tall muscular guy with blue-black hair and chiseled jaws. My gaze paid particular attention to the relaxed jeans and the tight gray t-shirt which clung to his six-pack abs.

I sat up straighter in my seat, resisting the urge to smooth my hands down my hair. This wasn’t regular high school; I had a lot more to be worried about than if I was going to get a date for the prom. I don’t think this school even had a prom.

I sniffed the air but didn’t catch a scent of newness. So what was he doing here? The only vampires in this class were teenagers that had been turned within the past month. I wondered if anyone else noticed the distinct aroma of an adult vampire. But whatever the reason for his presence, I welcomed it. Anything to keep me from listening to Mrs. Sanderson’s never-ending lecture.

He walked over to the instructor’s desk and handed her a note which she examined like it was the solution to the national debt before nodding in the direction of the seat right in front of me.

“You may sit there, and you should not make a habit of being late to my class.”

The new student’s lip turned up in a cross between a sneer and a smile. “Yes, Ma’am.” He didn’t sound bothered by the chastisement.

Mrs. Sanderson tapped her desk with a ruler. “Class, this is Kaden.”

We were never given last names. Once you’ve been turned, they don’t really matter. The person we used to be ceased to exist. It wasn’t like I could go back to my parents and say “Hi, I know you buried me, but here I am again.” No, we were taught to disappear. And here at the Undead University, as we’d nicknamed it, the instructors and guidance counselors, who were the only ones allowed to still have surnames, were supposed to make the transition easier.  

Not that this life really was. I mean, can you imagine living forever, especially when you were only seventeen? I know I couldn’t, but that didn’t make a difference to the heartless vampire who drained all my blood about three weeks ago. Oh, he was kind enough to give me some of his own, but where did that leave me?

Here. Stuck in a rigorous training program designed to teach new vamps the rules for the undead. You’d think with all of our strength and abilities, we wouldn’t really have restrictions, but Chancellor Farnsworth felt differently.

The president of this great establishment had been a vampire for over 1,000 years…at least that was the legend. I wasn’t so sure I believed it since I’d never actually set eyes on the guy. Someone that old had to look the part so I’d believe it when I saw it.

Anyway, I remembered my first day here so I felt kind of bad for the new kid even if he wasn’t technically new. He didn’t look much older than my own seventeen years. Maybe he’d come through here before and hadn’t gotten the hang of things. It wasn’t easy discovering you weren’t going to age and you could no longer grab a juicy cheeseburger after school.

The whole living forever unless you’re staked part had gotten to me at first. I guess I wouldn’t mind living forever if it had happened a bit later in life. But here I was old enough to drive but too young to drink. Not that I could enjoy alcohol anyway. That was one of the first lessons we’d learned. No more eating and drinking regular food. Our systems couldn’t tolerate it.

I tapped on the seat in front of me to capture the new guy’s attention. He looked over his shoulder, and those blue, blue eyes took me aback for a second. I’d certainly never seen a pair of eyes like that and definitely not in my small hometown. I blinked several seconds, and he must have gotten bored because he started to turn back around. So I touched him, just a hand to his shoulder, but he flinched.

“Sorry.” I withdrew my hand. “I was just going to offer to show you around after class.”

He faced straight ahead again. “No, thanks.”

I liked his voice. His attitude, not so much, but I’d never been one to give up so easily. “My name’s Samantha, but most people call me Sam or Sammie.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

He didn’t sound any friendlier so I gave a shrug behind his back and subsided into silence. I had to admit the new guy intrigued me, and even though curiosity is what had ended my mortal life, it wasn’t something I could give up. One didn’t change personalities because they joined the ranks of the undead.

“He’s hot,” Jenny whispered.

I gave her a murderous look. She hadn’t caught on that vamps had super-hearing, though how she hadn’t learned by now, I’d never know. I could hear the conversations three stories above me. Sometimes it was helpful, but most of the time, it was an irritant.

“Samantha, suppose you tell us what you would do were you to see a member of your family.” Mrs. Sanderson’s glasses slipped to the tip of her nose.

I never thought I’d see the day I’d miss studying for English Lit while listening to my father stumble in drunk from a hard day at the bar. Had it really only been twenty-one days ago that I was living what I considered a normal life for me? Safe in a cocoon of ignorance when it came to tales of the supernatural.

Now, I lived it. Stuck in a dimension I never thought existed with at least four-inch incisors that popped out when I was hungry, pale skin, and all the speed and strength of a super-hero but none of the fame and glory.

“I’d appreciate an answer today.” Her strident tone sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

“I’d make sure they didn’t me,” I offered with a bright smile that earned me the thumbs-up from Jenny.

“And suppose you couldn’t guarantee that?” The teacher pushed, arms folded in a challenging stance.

I wasn’t quite sure what she wanted me to say. The last two people I expected to run into would be my parents. Back where I was from, all I had to do was stay away from the local bar and hotel. My dad always occupied one, and my mother kept the other in business.

“Well?”

“Mrs. Sanderson, the chances of me running into my parents are really slim. I know their haunts.”

The old lady’s eyes narrowed to little slits. “Are you telling me it’s an absolute impossibility?”

“No, but I’m saying I do know how to avoid them.”

“And if you can’t avoid them. Then what?”

“Why is this so important?” Kaden chose that moment to introduce himself to the class. “We all know family is off-limits. They can’t know about us so if we see them, we run the other way, make them think they’ve seen a ghost. We got it.”

Every head in the room turned toward him, and Mrs. Sanderson’s mouth dropped open. She wasn’t used to students speaking out of turn nor using that tone of voice with her.

Tapping a ruler against her palm in what was supposed to be a threat, she marched toward him. “Well, young man, since you’ve decided to join the lesson, suppose you tell us what you would do?”

“I already did it.” Kaden slumped low in the desk chair.

“What do you mean?”

​“I killed them.” 
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