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First day of school.
I pull forward into the student parking lot, narrowly avoiding a massive, frosted puddle in the process. In the seat next to me, my twin sister sits in silence. Neither of us are happy to be here. To the rest of the world, we act just as pleased as can be. After all, it was our idea to come in the first place. But with our dad leaving for London to further his career in teaching, we didn't really have much of a choice.
We flew all the way from the sunshiney ol' state of Florida, to a minute, and utterly frozen town in Southern Maine.
Leights, Maine is the sort of place where everybody knows everything about you. Chances are, most of the elders have known you since the day you were born. This fact is amplified about twentyfold when your mother is the mayor of the whole damn mess. Under other circumstances, such as a larger town with more privacy, I might have relished the adoring flock of adults who knew me as a child. Now, I just want to be left in peace to finish high school and make a comfortable living somewhere far, far away.
The minivan, a rental for until I get the time to buy my own car, shudders to a silent halt in front of the school. I slide the keys out of the ignition chamber and grab my schedule off of the dash. The superintendent, a great buddy of our mother, had been kind enough to print them for us over the weekend.
"I say we get this over with, then reward ourselves with coffee afterwards? At that cafe downtown?"[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: 225px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; opacity: 0.75; letter-spacing: 1px]Roman Maxwell Darlington
We get to school early every morning.
Not for any reason in particular, but there's seldom anything better to do.
With the right amount of stubbornness and bribery, I managed to gain free entry to the school library in the mornings. It's all ours until 7:30 A.M.
So for another ten minutes or so.
"I hear that Leights is supposed to have a couple of new kids starting today," voices Melanie nonchalantly. My 'sister' is leaning precariously back in the chair next to me, her head thrown back to expose the bloodless, white flesh of her throat. An impish voice in my head makes it tempting to give her disheveled, golden tresses a tug. Nothing to hurt her, but that would send her sprawled across the library floor in a furious heap.
Then the voice of reason told me I would get slapped, and I shoved the idea away.
My other 'siblings' are scattered around the library, doing their individual things and leaving me to deal with smalltalking Melanie on my own. I frown and dog-ear the page of my book. "People here take that kind of thing way too far." I mutter, inexplicably irritable. "What does it matter to me if there are a couple of new kids here? People move all the time."
Melanie's eyes, faint in their arctic blue hue from lack of nourishment, flash with defiance. "Don't be a jerk, Roman. These kids are the daughters of the mayor. Twins, too. Or so I hear. And nobody moves to Leights."
I feel a rush of realization. Ah, the mayor. Right, I think I did hear something about that from Emanuel. What with him being the chief of police of Leights and working hand-in-hand with the mayor, it's likely these "daughters of the mayor" might end up in my life more times than I care to think about.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: 225px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; opacity: 0.75; letter-spacing: 1px]OOC
New girls, small town, vampires. I believe you get the stereotypical gist of it.
Our main female protagonists are fraternal twins, meaning they were born together, but don't look exactly alike. Even so, they're getting into trouble by their first day of school.
They're caught in the hallway, in the middle of a not-so-friendly scuff between vampires and werewolves. The head of the small vampire family has the ability to erase memories. He must do so to the girls, after the vampires involved in the fight coax them into the car, claiming that it is for their own safety.
Once their memories are wiped, they are taken back home, but they begin having the same dreams about the same people- particular the vampires and werewolves who go to their school.
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