Sorry this took so long....

     Also, not reread or edited. And this One-Shot is actually pretty cute!

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     Sophie woke-up to darkness. Pitch-black darkness that consumed her. Every cell in her body felt exhausted and she wished she could just go back to sleep, but something inside her told her that she should be wide awake.

     She tried to get her bearings, but she couldn't see a thing. Maybe her eyes had to get used to the darkness?

     Sophie tried to feel where she was laying, but she realized she wasn't laying down a moment too late. She fell on her butt with a thud and something crashed down on her head. She screamed in surprise, but the noise was muffled. After a moment she realized something warm and sweaty was covering her mouth, preventing her from screaming.

     Of course, she bit into the thing covering her mouth, like any sane person. Sophie then heard a yelp come from next to her as the thing covering her mouth yanked back. She was so surprised that someone was in the closet with her that she screamed, again. And the other person covered her mouth, again. Guess what? She bit into their hand, again. But this time there was no screaming, so the cycle stopped.

     After an awkward moment of silence for the two people in the closets' sanity, Sophie spoke. "What am I doing in a closet, and who are you!?" She whisper-shouted.

     "Well, it's kinda a long story..." The mysterious person continued, but Sophie had stopped paying attention because suddenly everything came back to her.

     She remembered going to a party and meeting a nice guy name Keefe. They had eaten some delicious cake in a secret (but not really secret) cafeteria. But, everything had gone down-hill. When they were finished eating, Keefe bit her neck. His sharp fangs had dug into her skin, causing her to pass-out from shock. All she remembered after he had bit her was thinking, I wonder if he has ever said bleh bleh bleh?

Keefe stopped what he was saying and gave her what she assumed might have been a weird look, but she couldn't see him. "What did you say?" Keefe questioned.

Sophie blushed a deep red, but luckily he couldn't see her through the darkness. "Oh, I said that out loud, didn't I?" She bashfully admitted.

     "You sure did, Foster!" She could hear the smirk in his voice. "Oh, and to answer your question, I do not say bleh bleh bleh." He said the last part in a perfect imitation of Dracula's voice.

     Sophie laughed at his ridiculousness. "How did you even do that? Is that—like—a perk of being a vampire?"

     "Nah, I'm just cool like that." Keefe responded in a low voice that made Sophie shiver.

     After he said that he laughed at her reaction. How could he even see her, though? She voiced her question, and it was on purpose this time.

     "There are some perks of being a vampire," Keefe explained. "You see, we have night vision. That's how I know you're right here." He booped her nose.

     Sophie had another, much more important, question to ask. "Why did you even bite me in the first place?"

     A sad look came upon his face. Wait—she could see his face! Night vision is a go! She didn't celebrate much longer, though, because she wanted to hear Keefe's excuse. "Um—I can't really control when I bite people, I just have a pull towards them, and the next thing I know I've bitten them. I try to resist it as much as I can, but it's hard to do since blood is the only thing that quenches my thirst. That sounds pretty creepy..."

     Keefe continued, "That's actually the reason why we're in a closet. You just about vampires someone when you first woke-up, so I had to shove you in this closet before anyone got hurt. I ended up in here too because I couldn't stop my temptations. Yeah—it's pretty cool to be a vampire, but it sucks too. You can't do any normal teenage things because you might vampire someone on accident. I didn't mean to push this burden on you. I'm so sorry Sophie."

     She realized he had said Sophie for the first time since they met. It felt off, but in a good way when he called her Sophie. She decided she liked it when he called her that. It felt special. Sophie could already tell that they were going to be something special.