From the story, Eavan
I scratched my head, trying to think of this tall, smiling girl as a vampire. She flicked her light brown hair behind her shoulder, and fixed her green-eyed gaze on me.
"Uh, hi." I started. "Eavan, how are you?"
"Hey! It's nice to talk to someone that isn't trying to tell me I'm a soulless monster! Anyway, I'm... really, not so good. This new girl? She looks, I'd say, exactly like you. Except maybe a little taller, but still not as tall as me. A little older, and a bit prettier. Sorry. Anyway, I don't know why, but still they're telling everyone else that's I'm evil. Hello?"
I tried to stifle my giggles. The new girl? Ah, me, just older. Prettier? Not as I had intended... "No, you're not evil." I said with certainty.
"How do you know?" she said, giving me a cold smile. I looked around the misty, moonlit forest. Suddenly she laughed. "Scared? Sorry. Sometimes..." she paused, smile wiped off of her face, "I get lonely." A silver tear rolled down her cheek.
I passed her a hankerchief. "You carry these around?" she asked through her tears. I embraced her. She wasn't cold or hard, if I hadn't created her, I wouldn't know she was a vampire. She didn't even drink blood. But she did bite.
"No...." I started, but how was she to know that I just created it? "But- I did today."
"Thanks." she whispered. I took her hand in comfort. She looked at me, and I sighed.
"No." I said, looking up at her. "No biting."
"I'm not a dog." she nearly snarled.
"I didn't say you were." I spat. Eavan may have been of my making, but that didn't mean I could control her.
"Whatever." she said. She started walking away, through the trees.
"Wait!" I said. "Eavan... Talk again soon?"
"Great. I'll... see you again some time soon. Friends?" Eavan ran back, squeezed my hand, and then, like a wisp of moonlight, she disappeared.
I wondered if I imagined it all.