How did Aedin get a picture of me? Kamaria thought. I never met him before today…
“As I was saying, it was really creepy. I mean, he had always sort of freaked me out… Never talking to anyone, never even looking at anyone. ...I don’t even know what color his eyes are,” Jenny said.
“Purple.” Kamaria blushed. ”...He kept staring at me. It was hard not to notice…” Jenny laughed. “Sooo,” Kamaria said, leaning back on a giant stuffed panda.
“So,” said Jenny. She had a hesitant look on her face. “Um, Kamaria? Can I ask you something kind of… personal?”
“I suppose,” Kamaria shrugged.
“Well, I’m just curious. I mean… how did you become a vampire?” Jenny asked.
“Um…” Kamaria was tentative. I don’t know how to answer this. I just found out myself! “Honestly, I don’t know.”
“I’ve read a lot about your kind, though, in mythology books and stuff. And I wanted to know if it was true.”
“Well, I guess you’d have to—-”

Just then a loud BOOM erupted outside the door.