I don't know. I'm already becoming rather attached to this story somehow. The idea just came to me. I'd like some reviews as to what you think of it, and how it could be improved as I really want readers input in this one.

IMPORTANT. - This has NOTHING to do with Twilight what so ever. The only common factor found in both this and Twilight, is that vampire's play a main role in each of the plots. To be honest, I only submitted it into the Twilight category as I knew it would get more reads and more reviews than it would of in say, the Vampires category.

So please. Read, enjoy and review. (:

The corridor was dark and deserted.

She chewed anxiously on the skin around her nails, somehow subconsciously remembering not to bite her nails, yet ruining the rest of the actual fingers.

'Fucking chemistry teacher. Bloody fucking fucky unbalanced equations!' she thought angrily.

As she passed a window she groaned inwardly at the current colour of the sky. It was a deep blue, merging slowly in the distance with a calming navy, with the wisps of the soft white clouds scattered all around.

Another cold, dark journey home.

She began to walk faster, realising, that along with the darkness of the sky, came the lateness of the time…and the frustration of her mother.

As she reached her form room she felt the hairs at the back of her neck stand up shockingly.

Go back! Something inside her warned. Back! Don't go in!

She deliberated for a few seconds, before pushing down on the handle and slowly entering the room.

The room was completely black. Any traces of light or colour seemed to be absorbed by the infinite darkness that was the room.

She heard a thump from the middle of the room.

It reminded her of the sound her best friend's head used to make when her head fell to the desk, when the teachers droning had rendering her unconscious.

Her heart rate sped up slightly.

She turned around and pressed the light switch.

Luminous yellowy-white light flooded the room instantaneously, and she blinked, trying to let her eyes adjust to sudden light.

She bit her lip then turned around.

She screamed.

There at the teacher's desk was her spiteful form teacher. He had to be at least sixty, possibly bordering seventy. He hated the younger generation. Especially the females. He was, to be quite honest, a sexist pig. Which would make perfect sense as to why he would want to teach in an all girl's school for over forty years, wouldn't it?

Many of the girl's wished him dead or retired, and on many occasions she did herself. But to say one thing is easy, it's another to actually mean it…

But off the subject.

There he was. A curious shade of a pale blue, slightly ashy, with a look of pure terror clearly etched onto his motionless face. Rather like the colour of the clouds she had seen previously out of the window.

He was laying face down on the desk with two puncture wounds evident at the side of his neck, the red oddly apparent against the stark whiteness of his neck.

With both hands clasped over her mouth she moved closer to him.

She bent slightly, looking into his unmoving eyes, when the reflection showed someone other than her in the room.

She whirled round, only to come face to face with the most angelic, yet malevolent being she had seen, in her life.

She balled her hands up and stuffed her fists into her mouth to stop herself from screaming again.

He was beautifully pale. He had golden blonde hair, with bits of brown in several place, styled in casual disarray, a fringe sweeping over the side of his forehead. His face was perfectly smooth, without a blemish. His mouth was slightly big, but it seemed to fit perfectly with his stunning features. He was smirking, but his eyes showed, apprehensiveness, confusion, anger, amusement, a slight animalistic glint and more confusingly lust.

In addition to all these perfect feature's, his eyes were a bright burning red, and clearly visible among his perfect white teeth, were pointed fangs.

She began to sob tearlessly, but the sobs were muffled as her hands were still in her mouth.

She took her hands out of her mouth and began to back away slowly.

'Oh shit shit shit.' She cried out quietly.

He chuckled.

'Yeah…you got that right'

Without sounding too up myself, I'd really like at least five reviews. It could be anything, a one liner, one word even. But I would like to see that there is some interest in this story, or I'll go post it somewhere else like LJ or something. Also, I need an idea as to what I should have for the title, as at the moment I have no idea as to what I should call it.
Please and thank you.

Sahara xo.

p.s: The rating WILL change from a T to a M soon (maybe in three chapters, or more), so if you are interested in this story, and don't want to review (though it really would be appreaciated if you did review) then add this story to Story Alert so you can continue to read it. Though...more than likely, I'll PM anyone that HAS reviewed and inform them when the change eventually takes place.