Footprints of a vampire

- ALIZ P.O.V -

I sat on the edge of my bed feeling irritated from the insane experience from 2 hours ago, it didn't help that Matt just laughed down the phone and hung up still laughing when I needed his help. And to think, I actually needed his help, I must have been desperate! I shuddered at the thought and hugged my pillow - I was not amused in the slightest.

I began to kick my legs praying I wouldn't get another...well you know, when the phone rang - again.

"Uh hello?" I asked picking it up.

"Hey babe, it's Roxy." A girl's voice replied.

"Um..." I started, who was she?

"Anyway I'm sorry I haven't seen you in a while, but I'll make it up to you..." She waited for me to reply.

"Cool." I said stupidly not knowing what else to say.

"You'll be happy to know, father has finally agreed with me dating a half breed, I am so happy we can both be together now." She exclaimed down the phone.

Woah! Woah! Woah! You what?!

"That's great. I have to go." I said quickly hanging up before she could slip another word in.

I smirked twisting the phone wire around my finger, so little Matt here was cheating on Cassie with...this Roxy, and cheating on this Roxy with Cassie, ha that was some blackmail information right there for sure.

But I couldn't help but notice the two words she had used "half-breed."

My mind then became aware of what Matt had said previously, "I'm only half vampire."

Half vampire - half breed it made sense, so this girl is either human and knows about Matt's secret, which is unlikely.

Or she's a full blooded vampire and only just got permission to date a half vampire from her father…sounds like her daddy wants a reputation to up hold...so being half a vampire wasn't good...meaning she was from a high class vampire family, and her father had agreed to her dating a half breed after hours of nagging and tears from Roxy

It's amazing how much you can know about a person from the words they use and the way they speak.

I put my head into my cold hands; uh what have I gotten myself into?

If I had listened to my mum and stayed away from Matt for real then none of this would have happened.

I rolled over on my bed and shut my eyes tightly willing sleep to come, maybe I'll wake up in my own body tomorrow?

Sleep came as soon as I thought this thought; I was kind of excited if you will, to see whether things would be back to normal tomorrow!

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Stupid, stupid, stupid swapping bodies, I groaned sliding out of my bed, well so much for being back to normal today.

I yawned as the alarm was still beeping, I smacked my hand over it and it didn't stop beeping.

"For Gods sake!" I growled smashing it on the table top but still it continued beeping.

"That's it." I hissed picking it up and throwing it as hard as I could across the room; it smacked the wall and fell to the ground silently. Ahh much better.

I frowned as I saw my reflection, I was still Matt Baines. Oh the torture God likes to put people through.

He must really have it in for me.

I got into the shower closing my eyes and not once glancing down, ugh this was so freaking weird!

I opened his closet to find his "bad boy" clothes, I was also forced to dress like this idiot...or maybe I could dress how I wanted?

I smirked digging through the closet to find a light blue buttoned shirt; it had thin white lines going down it and looked very smart. I wore a pair of normal blue jeans and examined myself in the mirror.

I smiled in satisfaction, now this was more like it, I didn't even know he owned decent clothes, something that didn't say "haha I'm a rebel." These would have to do, I looked smart and that's what sixth form was all about.

I wondered why he had never worn this shirt before and laughed thinking how he would react at school.

My stomach churned and I got a small tingle run across my tongue, I tried to ignore it but as I climbed down the stairs it got worse and worse, it was a hunger pain either it was an ache, a craving ache or just plain weird. My whole throat soon went dry as I stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Gulping I tried to get rid of the feeling but it stuck to me like my shadow.

Oh great, so I'm guessing this was the part where I had to gulp down some blood.

I nervously went to the fridge and opened it to see a full supply of it.

"Morning hunny." My mother said from behind me, I gave her a weak smile and she narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"Why are you smiling?!" She exclaimed.

Um...

"Matthew, are you up to something?" She put her hands on her hips.

"Um no?" I said slightly worried.

"You never smile in the morning, 16 years of seeing that grumpy expression every morning and then suddenly out pops a smile, something must be wrong..." She said a smirk playing on her lips.

"Or something could be right...very right..." She walked towards me.

Uh say what?

"So are you seeing this...Aliz again?" She asked grinning.

What?
God. No.

I gasped,

"Mother, I am not...I do not...Aliz doesn't like me because I'm an immature git." I finished.

"Now darling don't be so hard on yourself, I'm sure if she got to know you..." My mother started.

Ew I didn't want to get to know Matt!

"It's not like that, she doesn't like me and I...uh don't like her either." I ended grabbing the blood and charging out of the room before any further questioning.

I stood outside the room and opened the lid slowly.

Uh here goes nothing!

I took a little sip and withdrew the bottle form my mouth quickly, but as I did so my stomach was turning and twisting for more, I brought the bottle up again and gulped down another mouthful, and another, and another until I heard my father clear his throat behind of me.

Wow "my father" it sounded weird thinking it because I'd never thought it before.

I turned around to face his glare.

"You know as well as I do, that half vampire's can't overdo the blood." He pulled the bottle from my mouth as my stomach was slowly calming down.

"Too much can be dangerous Matt." He continued.

"I don't want to see you tying to gulp down a whole bottle again." He narrowed his eyes walking away.

What kind of father deprives his son from food?! Or in this case...blood.

What kind of father runs away leaving a poor mother to raise a child singly?

I slump my bag on my shoulder and heard someone peeping outside, looking through the window I saw Jay in his car.

Oh man. I thought biting my lip and walking out.

- MATT'S P.O.V -

I stared down at the plate of crap this woman had prepared and shoved under my nose. I sniffed it and backed away, what the hell was this?!

"Aliz, are you not being hungry? Zis is your favourite!" My "mother" spoke to me from across the table as she sipped her coffee.

"No it looks rank!" I hissed.

"Excuse moi?!" Aliz's mum said slightly angrily.

"Rank...it's an English word for...delicious...but I'm not hungry." I finished off quickly covering up the rude comment earlier.

She stared at me with those big brown eyes of hers.

"Very well, but if you is getting into trouble today at school, ve will be having very long talk after school." She said with a stern voice, even when she was angry she looked like Aliz did.

With that she said goodbye and skipped off to work.

I looked at the time, I had 10 minutes to get to school, and I took the stairs two at a time and walked into my room.

I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed.

What would people think of Aliz now?

Now that she was wearing this really short skirt and this really tight shirt with these high heels.

I admit they were freaking horrible to walk in, but anything to ruin her reputation, anything for her to be called a skankbag for the rest of the week. I wasn't even going to wear a coat, heck all girls should dress like this haha.

I walked down the stairs and out of the house, the breeze immediately caught me but I tried to ignore it. I kept telling myself "this is all to ruin Aliz." And that was the only thing that was keeping me going as I rounded the corner to see Nikki standing there gawping at me.

"Jones...you look..." She eyed me up and down.

"Like a slut." I finished for her smiling; she gave me an odd glance as we began walking.

"Are you feeling okay?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well...last night you said something about liking Matt Baines! And now you're dressed like some hooker!" She pulled a disgusted face.

"Well yeah." I agreed.

"This is all for him..." I smirked inwardly.

"Jones, he isn't the only guy who's going to notice you dressed like that, you might get raped!" She bit her lip.

"The more action the better." I told her as she glared at me stopping dead.

"What's happened to you?" She asked angrily.

"One minute you're my best friend and the next you're an attention seeking wannabe whore." She hissed.

"Attention seeking wannabe whore, that sounds good, be sure to tell everyone at school I'm one of them, the more names the better." I flipped my hair.

"Jones." She growled.

As the argument continued all the way to school, then a car that I recognised as Jay's pulled to a stop opposite us and Jay whistled loudly.

"Hey Aliz! Nikki!" He shouted, I turned to see Aliz in the car, her expression looked horrified. I squinted my eyes to see what she was wearing and I strode up to the car as she got out angrily.

"What the hell Matt!" She hissed as we approached.

"Do you like it?" I flashed a smile almost tripping up from the heels.

"No I fucking don't! Why are you wearing those slag clothes?" She hissed again.

"Hey you own these slag clothes..." I grinned.

"I used to own them, that's why they were right at the back of my draw undetected!" She hissed.

"Oh I had good fun looking through those draws Aliz." I whispered.

"You're a flipping idiot!" She scowled.

I couldn't help but grin at her anger! And then I noticed what she was wearing.

"You're making me look like a geek!" I hissed angrily.

"I look respectable. You on the other hand look ready to give some loser a lap dance!" She growled.

"Ask nicely and you'll get one." I finished.

She looked ultra pissed now.

- ALIZ P.O.V -

I wanted to punch every ounce of him out of my body! He was acting like an absolutely obnoxious jerk! I would never where those clothes, and he...he just slips them on and waltzes into school like everything's alright!

He seemed to have a problem with the clothes I was wearing! At least his butt was covered!

"You, go home and change now." I said threateningly.

He blinked twice.

"No." He smirked in victory.

"Argh!" I yelled about to slap that smirk off his face.

"Touch me, and I'll scream." He told me plainly.

Oh. My. God. What a jerk!

Jay and Nikki had walked over during this time to see what was going on.

"Guys what the hell?!" Nikki asked looking confused.

"Actually, I'd like to confess something." I started, getting my own back.

"I like, Aliz." I smirked looking at Matt in a longing way.

"I have done for a while now, I can't help how I feel...I love her." I ended smirking in satisfaction.

Nikki burst out laughing and Jay looked from me and Aliz shocked.

"Dude why didn't you tell me!" He poked my arm.

I ignored him and continued receiving glares from opposite me.

"Actually, I'm the one running after Matt, it's the other way round, he only said that because he felt sorry for my pathetic loser self." Aliz purred looking down for pity.

"Nice try, but I really do like you!" I interrupted.

"Call me when you decide to tell you best lad things man." Jay shook his head walking away.

"Call me when you've changed back from being a slag clothes wearing wannabe." Nikki glared walking away.

Matt stared after Jay with his mouth opened as I looked into the direction of Nikki walking away.

Great.

We both turned to each other angrily.

"Oh now it's on." He glared.

"It's definitely on." I spat in his face.

He inched closer to my face and we were cm's apart with solid glares reflecting both of our expressions. I had, never had so much trouble and hate from someone until now. If he was going to go all out to make me look stupid and to ruin me then I wouldn't stop short either. If he was going to the next level then so would I. This was more than just a petty school feud.

I walked away from him feeling so angry that he had dressed me up like some hooker today!

"Where are you going?!" He asked from behind me.

"To meet Cassie." I replied.

"To dump her." I finished quieter so he wouldn't hear me.

Oh yes, I was going to get him back for what he did.