This is my first story so go easy one me ok! If you guys like it, I will be more than happy to continue!! -Secret_Red
For the hundredth time Ashlynn looked at herself in the mirror, and wondered if tonight was a good idea. She knew there was no choice, that Kyle and Ben would be disappointed if she canceled at the last minute. She slid her hands through her shoulder-length curly auburn hair and pulled it back into a high ponytail. Her bight green eyes took in her quick handiwork and her pink lips parted as she sighed.
"It will just have to do. They know I don't wear makeup. I certainly hope they don't think I am going to wear more than jeans and a shirt. I am not going to dress like a hooker just to go traipsing through a cemetery," she said to her image in the mirror.
While most people would look at Ashlynn and think her an incredible beauty, Ashlynn suffered from what so many "bigger" girls do, she had a very low self esteem. She was 5'6 and very voluptuous, and all of her short twenty-one years had trained her to believe that because she was not a size 4, like her mother, that she was fat and unattractive.
Slipping her dark grey sweater over her black shirt, she left her room and headed for the front door. Her mother sat in the den beside the front door. Ashlynn grimaced, knowing her mother had strategically placed herself so that she could see what Ashlynn was wearing (and criticize). "I know that you have much nicer things in your closet. But no, you have to dress like a frumpy old maid," her mother angrily stated. Turning her head she addressed the blonde man Ashlynn hadn't noticed in the room, "You have no idea how frustrated I get with my child, Glen. Look at her, she's fat, has that awful red hair from her father, and is going to be a virgin until the day she dies because no man is going to want her."
Her mother's latest boyfriend took this opportunity to run his eyes over the young woman in front of him who was looking at her shoes. Glen thought the girl had a beauty that Sandra was jealous of, because no amount of make up she applied could make her look like her daughter could. His eyes dropped from her stunning face to breasts trying to break free from their confines of her tee shirt, and only when the jacket surrounding them abruptly closed did he look back into the green eyes that were shooting daggers at him. Glen chuckled because he knew that he had been caught and looked at Sandra wishing she looked like her daughter.
"I am leaving Mother. I don't know when I will be back, we are doing a field assignment for class," Ashlynn said softly. Her mother smirked as a reply, finished insulting her child when she brought up school. Ashlynn sighed, wanting her mother to say "I'm sorry" or "Have fun" or even "be careful", but knew that was not going to happen and she walked out the door into the cool September evening.
Ashlynn grabbed her bag of books and camera equipment from the car just as Kyle and Ben pulled up. "Hurry up, scaredy-cat," Kyle yelled out the window. Climbing in the back of the Explorer, she giggled and said, "It's not going to be me pissing in my pants later because of moving shadows ya chicken!" Inwardly she cringed however, the thought of spending the night in the cemetery was horrifying. They were doing a research project for their Mythology and Folklore class about the possibility of vampires existing. She had wanted to pick an easy topic like, trolls or fairies, but no her best friends had to pick the one thing that terrified her.
For Ashlynn, they arrived at the cemetery two miles from her home way too soon. The trio got out of the SUV and hurried to the gate so that they could get set-up before darkness fell completely. Ben began to unroll sleeping bags beside the largest crypt in the hallowed field, while Kyle and Ashlynn set up the table that would hold their books and camera equipment. They had their "base camp" quickly established and the three sat at the table munching on snacks and reading.
"So, how long do you think we are going to have to wait for a vampire to show," Ashlynn questioned.
"From things I have read, we shouldn't have to wait too long. I have also heard that most of the vampires live out here in the suburbs, and then travel into the city to feed. It's quieter out here and they are less suspected," Kyle replied.
"So what do they do Kyle? Jump on the blood mobile to and from feedings," Ben asked.
The three laughed, thinking that maybe they should have went to one of the cities' many cemeteries instead of just going to the one down the road from Ashlynn's. Ben and Kyle continued to joke about vampires until the battery operated lantern on their table flickered. Ashlynn felt the hair on the back of her neck rise, and knew that they were not alone. She could feel someone or something from the shadows watching them and waiting. Ben chuckled nervously, feeling the same way Ashlynn felt. He looked at Ashlynn and saw the terror in her eyes, and knew that his eyes reflected it.
Kyle, seeing that the other two were spooked, snuck away from the table behind the crypt and put on the black cloak and fake teeth he had stashed earlier. He pulled the hood of the cloak around his head and snuck slowly back toward the light around the corner. He could see Ashlynn scribbling in her notebook, and almost changed his mind about what he was about to do. He wanted Ashlynn to see him more than just as a friend and goofball, but all he could think that if he did this she might end up in his sleeping bag because of fear.
He jumped out quickly behind the girl of his dreams and grabbed her roughly by the hair, yanking her head to the side, exposing the long smooth expanse of her creamy neck.
Ashlynn froze with fear. All she could process through her mind was, "They are real, they are real, they are real, they are real. I am going to die!" She looked into Ben's wide-eyed face and knew that it was all over. She felt hot breath on her neck and fainted.
Kyle felt her go slack in his hold and slipped his arm around her feeling her breasts against his flesh and before he could think he cupped the right one. Even through her shirt and bra it overflowed his hand. He looked up and saw a puzzled look on Ben's face and knew that he had been caught. He let go of Ashlynn's hair and threw the hood of his cloak back laughing.
