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Waking up in my bed, seeing the bite marks on me, heart was racing. And I was thanking god my heart was racing. “I’m still human,” I whisper to myself as I look in the mirror. Even grabbing my crucifix I have on my wall. “Still human,” I mutter again as I sit back on my bed to recollect myself. I can feel the room spinning again as I catch my breath, and calm myself. After a few minutes, I go down stairs and grab some food. “Morning,” mom says as she walks by. “Glad to see you are up, was getting worried.” I looked over and saw it was almost 11. “Usually you are up bright and early, what’s got you hitting things late?” She asked. “Sorry mom, just a late night and game too some of it out of me,” I said as I grabbed some OJ from the fridge. “Uh huh, so who is she?” She says as she grabs my chin and tilts my head.

My eyes grew wide, “what do you mean?” knowing when I asked what she was talking about. “These hickeys on your neck, who is the girl?” She asked me as she let my chin go. “You did come home late, do we need to have the talk again,” she said giving me the eye. It’s been me and my mom for awhile since dad left, and she has been happier. Working at the law firm, and pretty much the most straight forward parent any kid can ask for. “No mom, that didn’t happen,” I lied and hoping she didn’t catch it. “MMM Hmm,” she said as she gave me that cock eye brow. “Well I love you, and if you need to talk you know where to find me. And you better treat her right and introduce her to me or I am going to kick your ass,” mom said as she left the kitchen.

“Of course mom,” I said as she walked away. I sighed a breath of relief. “Guess I’m going to get an ass kicking later.” I know I will never see her again, even though it was amazing, but if you get away from the devil then there is no need to dance with her again. I went upstairs to get myself cleaned up, and just relax this evening. “Oh, and don’t forget you need to take care of that lawn today mister,” my mom yelled up at me. I gave the usual teenage groan as I closed my door.

So a long day of chores, and getting my energy back up, I get a phone call from a buddy Micheal. “Hey man, what you up too?” “Nothing,” I replied, “tonight I just want to stay in and play some video games.” “Damn, alright man I was hoping you were going to that party tonight.” “Party?” “Yeah,” he replied, “Malcolm is having a party at his place after last night’s game.” For a second I thought about it, then I remembered last night, “sounds awesome man but I am down for the night.” “Come on Dylan, Sara is going to be there and I need to take advantage of her finally being single.” Micheal has always had a thing for Sara Dearman, she is a petite ebony cheerleader, and for the past year her and Michael have been in the friend zone.