A few weeks ago, Twilight came out, and your incredibly insecure friend, Stella, was obbsessed. Once embarrassed and ashamed of her pale skin, she now shows off her deathly complexity and has started wearing amber eye contacts.

One day after school, Stella proudly opened her mouth wide to reveal vampire fangs that she'd stolen money from her parents to get. Not only that, but she also drank blood from raw meat to prove her vampirism. Worried for her mental health, you told Stella that she needed to stop, and she ignored you for weeks.

One friday night, Stella walked up to you and sheepishly apologised, suggesting a sleepover at your house, which you agreed to.

Unsurprisingly, you end up sitting with her in your room at around 1 a.m., watching Twilight. The wind gently rattles the panes of your windows, creating a violent yet familiar background noise.

"I need to go to the bathroom. Don't pause it." Stella announces, standing up with a sigh and leaving your room. You watch her closely, a put forming in your stomach when instead of going to the bathroom, you watch Stella enter your five year old brother, Jacob's, room.