No No No No, this can't be happening, my phone, it's not in my bag! Why does this always happen to me! It's like the universe is against me or something.

Sweat starts dripping down my face. I have to find my phone and fast, I thought. If someone finds it and unlocks it, I'm doomed.

I hate school. If I didn't attend school today like I originally planned, then I would have never lost my phone!! Thanks so much, Mr. MAFIA UNCLE FOR INSISTING THAT I ATTEND SCHOOL TODAY.

Why do I even have to come to school anyway? It's so unnecessary. Being here is suffocating! It drains all the energy from my body, and to make matters worse, IT'S SO FREAKING HOT. If I don't drink water every 30 minutes, then I'll pass out. This is all thanks to my uncle, The fact that my uncle is the owner of almost every private school in Miami, and the biggest narc puts me in a tight spot. Since I'm related to him, and he doesn't have any kids, he uses me as an example, I'm basically his role model, I still don't get why if I'm such a bad student. Not necessarily in the grades department but in the listening department. If a teacher tells me to do something, I act like I don't hear them, it's not like I want to be disrespectful, it's just that I can hear all the nasty things they say about me in their pretty little heads. I can't help it! It's not like I want to hear what they're saying. It's just that I haven't been able to control my powers yet.

"Vivian ponce Gonzalez!" screamed my French teacher. "I have been calling on you to come up to the board! What's wrong with you, child!?" she asked. Some students snickered at me.

"This girl is just a total dumb a*s does she think she's special just because her uncle owns this school? hes just the biggest narcotic men in the whole wide world and a killer, how could people accept him?" the teacher thought.

I gritted my teeth and walked up to the teacher. "Just so you know Karoline, I am special, and it isn't my fault that my uncle owns this school and the house that you are currently living in." I screamed at her. The teacher looked at me shocked, and I smirked at her. "Oh and another thing, you can't be spewing nonsense about my uncle being a killer and a narcotic, if it bothers you so f*ckin* much, why did you sleep with him? Did you think you were different from all of his whor*s? You couldn't have seriously thought that!" I started to laugh.

"Ms. Vivian! you shouldn't be speaking like that in class! what have I done to you to be getting so much disrespect in front of your classmates!" Karoline started to sob. "I have done no such thing! You are just spewing n-nonsense. I am a married woman. Your accusations are all false! GO TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE NOW." Karoline screamed in between sobs.

"You're just pathetic Karoline, I'll make sure to bring the photos of you and my uncle on Tuesday." I said. "I ain't no lier." I winked at her before going to my seat and grabbing my stuff.

Some students were laughing at the teacher and others were confused as to what was going on. Some started to whisper at my sudden outburst, and some said that I attacked the teacher for no reason. I sighed. I did it again, me and my big mouth. Now everyone will really think that I'm crazy now.

I felt my classmates staring at me, and I shivered.

From the corner of my eyes I could see

Adrik Ramirez staring at me, and it was no ordinary stare. It felt like someone was punching holes through my body, it wasn't the first time Adrik looked at me like that, it was the 5th time this month and I was starting to get worried because Adrik was different, I couldn't see what he was thinking and that was what scared me the most. Out of all people it had to be the school's playboy's mind that I couldn't read.

Adrik called out my name and I turned around to look at him with a perplexed expression on my face. I see him reach into his bag and what he brought out shocked me. He held up an iphone 13 up in the air for me to see. He smirked at me and pointed at the phone. He mouthed "You want it, right? Then meet me at my house later at 8 pm." He walked out of the classroom into the dark hallway. I ran out of the classroom and tried to follow him, but it was useless, i was too late and the only option I had left was to wait.

The things we have to endure to stop others from revealing our secrets are harsh. No one had ever dared to order me around, and here I was, being ordered around by a freaking playboy!!! Out of all people, it had to be Adrik.

I paced around the school hallway, waiting for 8 pm to come. Time was going slow, it was only 7:00. I screamed out of irritation and received some dirty looks. A girl with short blond hair walked up to me with a dissatisfied look on her face. I already knew what she was going to ask me before she even opened her mouth.

"Excuse me, are you Vivian?" the girl asked?

"The one and only, why? Do you need something? I answered. The girl hesitated before asking me her question. She was going to ask me about Mr. Playboy. She saw him mouthing at me in class and understood that I was meeting him at his house, but not for the reasons she had in mind. Unlike her, I wasn't going to be his personal wh*re, I was going there for strictly business.

I motioned for her to talk even though I knew what she would ask. The girl was shivering, and sweat was falling down her face. I could hear her heartbeat racing. She was scared of me for many reasons. One because my uncle was the biggest narcotic around the world and was very well respected by everyone, including the police and the president. He was honestly a big deal. They didn't consider him a criminal, but a businessman. The girl was also scared because of some rumors that were currently going around school. I supposedly killed 10 people and sold their organs in the black market in exchange for drugs. It's honestly so hilarious the way humans think. Well, they're not completely wrong about the fact that I killed 10 people, but it was only to feed myself. I don't eat humans. That's disgusting, I just drink their blood. It's the only way I can survive in this petty little country. What I have been wondering is who spilled my dirty little secret? I still haven't gotten to the bottom of it, but I will soon. No one can know about my identity. I'm the last of my race, well including my uncle, and if we get found out, then that would be a big problem for us.

The girl tapped my shoulder to bring my attention back to her. "A-A-Are you meeting Adrik at his house?" she blushed as she asked me the question. I just smiled at her, and she gulped.

"It's none of your business what I'm doing. Get lost." I said to her. I got close to her ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm not going there to take your job. He's all yours." I gave her a challenging look. The girl was about to say something but retreated in shame.

Looking up at the clock, I saw that it was already 7:50, so I decided to leave. I started walking towards the school's parking lot and got out the keys out of my purse. Unlocking my Lamborghini, I got in and sped away into Old Valley Mansion, which was Adrik Ramirez's old-fashioned mansion.

10 minutes later, I arrived at Old Valley Mansion, and I parked my car. I got out and stared at the mansion. It was colored in black, but not black paint. It was like a rich black color that only vampires could make. Staring at the color, I started getting some sort of déjà vu.

The front door opened, and I jumped.

"So, are you just going to stand there, or are you coming in, Vivi del Rey." said Adrik. My skin shivered when I heard my real name being called. Not only that, but he used my nickname with my last name, and only a guy had ever called me that, and that guy was Adrian Lopez.

Seeing that I was at a loss for words, he walked over to me and whispered in my ear, "It's me, Vivi, don't you recognize me anymore?" he said. Shocked, I looked at him closely and saw 5 familiar moles that formed a triangle near his eye, and I immediately recognized him. It was Adrien. I had never seen Adrik from up close, but I always knew that their was something off with him. Every time I saw him, he always reminded me of Adrian, but I had always brushed it off as me just being paranoid. Never could I have ever imagined that he was actually my best friend, whom I had thought was dead.