Avery. The talk of the town, having just moved into your neighborhood from the big city, New York. It was a weird thing that he and his family had just decided to move down to a small town, I mean, who would want to leave the big apple?

Avery was quickly popular, being good looking and cunning, people liked that. You were more of a chill person, keeping to yourself and hanging out with limited people. You wondered how you caught the attention of the popular kid.. as he was standing in front of your desk, talking to you. At first you thought he was talking to somebody else, until he said your name. He was rambling to you, and you really didn't know why. You two had never spoken before, only brief eye contact here and there, never anything too serious.. there was something off about him though. Like, his teeth looked sharper than others, and his skin was sickeningly pale. It was weird...

"So, you up for it?" he asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. Up for what?.. "were you not listening? I asked if you wanted to come over today. I'm having a party? You'd be a loser if you didn't go.." he smirked teasingly, his sharp fangs slightly showing...