Alright, I'm sorry fangirls, it's time to tell the truth. The Twilight Saga is horrible. Vampires don't care for humans, they feed on humans, there wouldn't be a "vegetarian" vampire who only feeds on animals. Real vampires burn and die in sunlight, they don't sparkle like a bunch of Kansas City faggots. Being a vampire isn't usually sought as a good thing, but in this series there is nothing, NOTHING, that is a down side to being a vampire. And to top it all off they made EVERYONE A COMPLETE MORON! What normal person couldn't piece together that something isn't right with the unnaturally pale skinned person never seen in sunlight, that hangs out with all the other unnaturally pale skinned people that are NEVER seen in the sunlight. Even if it ends up being they're just goth SOMEONE would look into. With all that said, driven by boredom, I have taken it upon myself to write a short story about some real vampires. I know I am not the only person to write about real vampires, but my school is filled with talk about New Moon, and it has caused me to react. My story may have some cliches, but hopefully you will all enjoy it enough to discover the true vampire aspects of it, which are more or less explained later on. With that I welcome an expected wave of comments saying how I'm wrong and how I suck, yatta yatta yatta, have a nice night.