• It basically started on the way to Starbucks. Me, my best friend Damon, and a whole group of other guys were going to starbucks to celebrate the new kid. I was the only girl in the group. Mostly because the other girls were scared of these guys. I personally thought they were cool. They shared my interests and all that crap. We were known as "Club Gothika." Weird name, but whatever. Okay, so we were walking to starbucks (yes, goths like coffee too.). The lights of the Walmart parking lot shone bright against to black sky. I tried to pull my black leather jacket tighter, but it wouldnt go. These things are made for style, not warmth. So my best friend, Damon, takes off his jacket and puts it around my shoulders. One of the jack-offs of the group, Jareth, grinned at us. "Oooh, Kaide and Damon finally decide to hook up!" The group started laughing, and then Damon socks Jareth in the face. Of course, a fight breaks out. Most of the guys are betting on Damon, when the new guy, Viktor, pulls me to the side. "Do you really have a thing with Damon?" "No," I say, "Damon and I are just friends." "Good." He walks back into the sea of black jackets. I feel completely shaken up by it. I mean, sure, Im the only girl in the group, but not in the town. Finally, I sigh and head back in to break up the fight. No blood, luckily, but a whole lot of pride and cuss-words. Damon goes back to my side, and I start telling him off for socking Jareth. "Who cares? I mean, he's a poseur! You shouldn't care what the little jackwagon has to say!" And he takes it like a man. We all arrive at the starbucks, completely empty at the time, and we pool money to afford coffees for all of us. The lead goth, Maverick (cool name, right?), takes all of our orders and heads in for some coffee. Me and Damon sit down against the wall, and everyone else heads to the tables with little embrellas on them. Maverick comes out, loaded down by coffee, and me and Damon grab some coffees to help him out. Heres where the fun starts. We hear a girl screaming, and run out to where the guys are. The guys are all panicking, saying how Viktor saw a girl, ran off and attacked her. They were pointing towards the dumpsters. I pull out my army knife (courtesy of Damon) and sneak over there. And what do I see? I see Viktor sucking the blood out of the neck of some prep. Way vampire-like. And he turns around, blood dripping from his mouth. The girl was drained dry, and he looks ready to pounce on me. He tenses, and-- (Ima stop writing here to keep you all reading.)