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"Hey boy" my mother called from the living room. 'You gave me a name. Use it' I think to my self. "I'm going out tonight. I expect dishes, beds and laundry to be done. You already know the drill." She was wearing a tight red dress to match her eyes. A mat black lipstick to contrast against her almost pearly white fangs. And to top it all off, a black fur coat with matching heels. So basically, the usual get up. She grabbed her scarlet purse and speed walked out the door without another word. My name is Nicholas, and if you haven't guessed by now, I must be doing something wrong. Me and my mother both, are vampires. Well, she is anyway. I'm just a half blood. Its not so bad. I can go outside during the day at least. But my family treats me like shit for not being a full blood. This is a world where humans and mythical creatures, as they call us, live. I wish I could say we all live in harmony, but we all know that'd be a load of bull. If we did, mother wouldnt be out seducing human men for food for us and giving me all these chores. Speeking of which. I'll start by stripping the beds and putting them to wash while I tend to the dishes. It didn't take too long, so I mop the floors and whipe down the counters and the island table. Once the sheets are washed, I swaped them out with the clothes and go to my mothers room first. This is the third time I've washed her sheets this week and they still reek of blood and alcohol. Does she have no decency!? When i finish, I tend to mine. Not that its much. Just a cover sheet and comferter.

The clothes didn't take too much time to sort, so I had some time to myself. I took a book from the study over all the known species in this world. Other than humans, the only other race that interests me is the werewolfs. Its a shame, really. Everyone says vampires and wolves aren't meant to be so much as be friends. Evidently I've never actually even spoken to one. But I wonder what it'd be like...

(I'm really sorry but I'm a not busy and this is all I could manage)