Fuck every last one of them.
I closed the book of lies and glared down at the cover.
A fucking apple?
A fucking piece of fruit?
What the fuck was this-Adam and Eve?
I dug my fingernails into the ground where I sat, feeling the slightly moist dirt stick between them and my skin.
This Edward guy gave vampires a bad name.
Hell, even I had to admit that Bella gave humans a bad name.
Everything was wrong. The book was completely wrong. Yet girls were going crazy over it. The vampire faze had begun, and it was all over.
And it was all wrong.
To be blatantly honest, I didn't know a single fucking vampire who would hesitate to sink their razor sharp fangs into the first poor fuck to walk by.
And I certainly didn't know a single vampire who sparkled.
But that's beside the point, and I'm not here to talk about literature for the illiterate.
The only reason I'm here, the only reason I'm sitting in the middle of this goddamn park watching these goddamn sacks of blood w