Snippet #1019937

Seventeen year old Deirdre blinked back tears as she gave her brother Johnny one last hug.
Being Marked ruined her life...More than it already had been ruined. She was about the go into The House of Night, and enter her 'New Life'.
Deirdre thought of Brendan...Her ex boyfriend. He had cheated on her...But somewhere in her heart she absolutely still loved him. Somewhere in her heart that liked to frequently remind her that she still loved him.

"I'll miss you, Johnny." Deirdre said to him and he smiled at her despite the fact he was trying to not cry. He was worried about her because he wouldn't be there to watch over her anymore, he sighed looking down at his short shorts, fishnet tights, and cut tank top and bit his lip which was colored with the most hideous shade of red lipstick, "I'm going to miss dressing like this to make you laugh..." He told her.
"You can still dress up like that you know..." Deirdre told him and then raised an eyebrow, "Though you'll make mom and dad wonder a lot more than they do now."
Johnny chuckled, "It's no fun without you, little sis..." He half-tackled her into a hug. "I'm going to visit you and freak out all your Vamp friends...Okay?" Johnny tried to smile.

Deirdre Rose Damorte sat up and made a face, realizing she'd been crying in her sleep, shaking her head, she got up and brushed the few tears from her eyes, stood and grabbed some clothes, got changed into a pair of black jeans with a studded belt, and a band tank top, straightened her wavy hair, applied black eyeliner and eyeshadow and then put on her Ed Hardy shoes, grabbed her iPod and begun listening to one of her favorite songs, her voice soft like she was singing a lullaby, the haunting tune blared from her iPod.

Deirdre passed the dining hall, knowing precisely where she was going. Not to get food. Not to visit a Vampyre or fellow Fledgling...

Deirdre stepped into the stables and half smiled, tilting her head as she saw a reddish-chestnut head sticking over the gate, "Hey, handsome." She said, taking her iPod off and sliding it into her pocket.

Ace nickered to her. Deirdre's beloved, slightly psychotic, Thoroughbred. She loved him with all her broken little heart. Now smiling fully she slipped into his stall and give the big Chestnut a hug, stroking his silky reddish colored neck. He nuzzled her arm and then looked at her as if expecting something, "No...I didn't bring you any treats. Sorry." She said an then sighed, "I gotta go, baby...I'll see you when I get done with school and then we can go for a ride." Deirdre promised, and then stepped out of the stall and then made a made dash to get to the dining hall for breakfast.