"Girls, Girls, Girls that love me!" I hummed to myself as I listened to my favorite band on loop.
        "Ae Cha? Ae Cha!? Are you listening to me?" I looked up to see the familiar and disapproving face of my dad's star pupil T.O.P, aka Hottie McGreatbod.
        "Would you put your effing phone down for once? We're on a mission. I need you to get your head out of your and pay attention!" T.O.P. yelled while still managing to look really y.  He wanted me, I could tell by the way he always got mad and cursed at me.
        "Get off your skinny and help me find these damn bloodsuckers!" T.O.P. growled at me over his shoulder as he walked off towards the cemetery.  He was even noticing my figure now, the man had the hots for me, there was no denying it.  I reluctantly pocketed my phone and slunk off after him, looks like I was gonna have to handle this one with my signature playing-hard-to-get moves.
       "We've got an empty!" T.O.P's voice brought my attention to the left where he stood shotgun in one hand over an empty grave.
       "Great," I said pulling a stake from my back pocket, "I guess this means we're gonna have to track it down now or something."
       "Yes dip, that's exactly what we're gonna do.  I'll take the east side you head west, radio me if you find anything." He headed out without waiting for my answer, just proving how nervous he was around me. Now, next job, figuring out which way is west.  Judging by trajectory of the moon, the opposite direction of Pierre.  
         After what felt like hours of wondering around the most boring place ever, I decided it was time to give up. I unhooked the radio from my belt and held the button down while I spoke into those little black holes.
       "Oppa, we've been searching for hours, there's nothing here."   I leaned back against a tree and waited for T.O.P's love-stricken reply.
         "Who the hell are you calling oppa!? We split up 5 minutes ago you lazy , and we aren't going anywhere 'til we stake this bastard. So quit complaining and try doing your effing job! Just cause your dad's in charge doesn't mean you get to lay back and order people around!"  Ooh harsh, he was obviously  intimidated by the fact that he was in love with his boss's youngest daughter.
         "Hate to break it to you oppa, but my dad doesn't put me in charge of anything.  I'm out here cause he's sick of me staying in my room eating choco pies and watching dramas." I replied smiling to myself. He was probably dying to know what I did in my spare time,  I figured I could at least throw him a bone. The wind pulled at my hair, tossing the light brown waves around my face.
       'That's odd' I thought after almost 5 minutes, 'I totally set him up for an insult about how lazy and cute I am.' Maybe he had gotten distracted thinking about me, alone in my room with a box of choco pies. Pretty hot. I jumped at the sound of sharp static from my walkie talkie.
         "Oppa? Are you there?" I released the button waiting for a reply. Nothing. An inhuman scream pierced the cold cemetery in the direction T.O.P had headed.
         "." I took off running, my feet hitting the ground so quickly they didn't make a sound. One of the perks of being in training since I was five, I learned to run as fast and silent as a vampire. I came to a sudden stop, staying low to the ground and scanning the shadows. Across from my spot behind a gravestone I could just make out the silhouette of a man with his back to me.  Sliding the stake from my back pocket I crept forward, being careful not to make a sound. Suddenly, a blow to the back of my head sent me feeling forward to my hands and knees.
        "Get the hell away from her!" Yelled a deep yet familiar voice above me. As I reached around to the warm sticky spot in my hair, I could hear the sound of a struggle going on somewhere above me. The last thing that crossed my mind  before everything went black was, 'Damn, this is not gonna wash out'.