Angeline wanted a vampire boyfriend more than anything. She'd read all of the books, even the terrible
ones, and they'd stoked her imagination.
Her friends told her she was crazy.
"Even if it were possible," they said, "it wouldn't work
out. He'd have all of eternity ahead of
him; how long do you think you'd be able to hold his attention?"
It didn't matter.
Angeline knew what she wanted.
She had her eye on him, tall and pale, his expression holding the
faintest tinge of sadness. She followed
him as he walked home.
Once she turned him, he'd be perfect.
3 comments:
Ha! Love the twist.
I just thought, well, what's the surest way to get a vampire for a boyfriend?
Good job! Just the right amount of rope for me to hang myself (and my suppositions)!
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