Esme Woodsmall had been a very vibrant and outgoing girl from the time she was a young girl all the way thru her freshman year of college.  Ever since she could remember she always wanted to be a accounting major; she loved numbers.  She had picked a college away from home,; far away from anyone that new her.  She wanted to have a new life, explore things, make new friends.  Anything to get her out out the small town life, where everyone knew her name and rich parents.<br/><br/>That's why she choose the biggest college in the biggest city she could find and applied and got accepted there.  Her first year had gone great; she made a few friends and life went as planned until halfway thru her Sophomore year.  She had been on a little break with her friends when everything went wrong.<br/><br/>She had one too many drinks and couldn't remember much about that night; it was almost like someone placed something in her drink.  Next thing she remembered was being left for dead in one of the rooms at a frat house she was at.<br/><br/>Everything from that point was almost a blur really.  The next thing she remembered was waking up in someone's house being feed some weird tasting liquid.  It was not until she was a little more with it when she realized that it was blood.  The person there just gave her a fast run down of how they found her and that they had to do this to save her life.  But that was it, that was all the information that they would give her.  She passed out again and when she awoke they were gone.<br/><br/>She knew nothing about vampires, nothing about being a vampire; other than she hated killing people.  After her first few messy kills another vampire named Reggie had taken her in long enough to teach her how to go about things without having to kill people.  The part that Reggie didn't understand was why there were things that Esme could do that normal vampires couldn't.  She was able to drink liquor along with blood; which was ok with her because for awhile all she wanted to do was be drunk.  She was able to be in the sunlight for a short amount of time without too much trouble.  The sun made her really tired, which meant she could sleep sometimes too.<br/><br/>So this is where she has found herself a month later rummaging through books in the college library trying to find out more about what she was.  Why was she like this? Being a vampire she could deal with, but it almost seemed like she was a advanced vampire.<br/><br/>Esme had discovered the section of the historical records of unusual mysteries a few days back and was hoping that maybe this could shed some light on her problem.  She wanted to understand what she was going through and how she could control it better.  She had found one book and pulled in off the shelf and was skimming through the book and found a passage which cause her to turn while she was still reading.  When she turned and walked about 50 feet she ran right into someone she had not realized was there.  If she would not have been so stuck in the passage she would have seen them.<br/><br/>"I am really sorry."  Esme stated with a slight southern accent.  "I really need to quit getting lost in these books." Esme smiled once more and headed over to the bookshelves a couple of rows down from where she had run into him.<br/><br/>Esme learned early on to always wear long shirts because it made it harder for people to feel her cold skin.  But having cold hands was easy to push off, she had bad circulation from a accident a few months ago is what she told people if they would ask.  Most people who knew about vampires would not be suspicious of her because she could be out in the sun for short periods, even though she still did not know why.