Maleah woke up on a couch in a house she did not recognize, with a empty whiskey bottle in her hand. Around her were vampires...or maybe half wolves....no humans? She had a killer headache and couldn't care less. She sat up and fell off the couch, making the whiskey bottle break, yet nobody woke up.<br/>"Hard sleepers," she mumbled wiping her face with her hand. Then, she finally noticed she was in her bra and underwear.<br/><br/>"Crap." she said, looking for her clothes. If her clothes was there, she couldn't see them. With all the empty bottles, sleeping bodies, and litter everywhere, she couldn't see the floor.<br/><br/>She jumped past some sleeping figures and to some stairs. Maybe there was a bedroom with some clothing she could steal, of course clothes that wouldn't reveal much. The pureblood family that took her in thought she was an angel, always polite...a human blood drinker. But, she's almost the opposite. She got drunk four times a week, the number of vampire men she slept with was past her actual age of 194. She was drunk for most of it. But the family never suspected where she went, they thought she was killing innocent humans. She would<span style="font-style: italic">never</span>do that. She shook her head, and that seemed to make the headache worst.<br/><br/>"Damn hangover!" she said, rather angry. She always had a short temper.<br/><br/>She stomped up the stairs, still not waking the sleepers. She tore doors off their hinges looking for a room with girl clothes. Finally, after ripping open about seven doors she found a room that had something a girl would have in it: make-up. Maleah looked inside and saw a closet...a walk in closet with things she could possibly wear. She walked inside the room and into the closet, looking at clothes. Flipping through clothes, from skirts to dresses to tops to jeans, she found something decent looking that the family would expect her to wear: a light pink dress that goes  to her ankles.<br/><br/>She sighed. Slipping the dress on, she noticed some silver sandals that would match. She grabbed those as she also grabbed a matching silver purse. Then, she fell, almost ripping the silky dress. She sighed of relief when it didn't rip. She fixed the dress as she got up and slipped the sandals on. Grabbing the purse she rushed to a mirror that was over a table with a brush there. She brushed the tangles out of her silvery hair, making it pin straight. Her sapphire blue eyes shining. She grinned at herself.<br/><br/>"The family won't even think I went out to party...again," she laughed. She never called them her family, since they just brought her in.<br/><br/>She heard a noise, coming from behind her. She turned quickly and saw a white cat, young in age. She stared into its pale yellow eyes before suddenly grabbing the cat, the cat never having a chance to move. She examined it and hungry eyes. She licked her lips...she had to go hunting for animals blood, so she needed something to hold her over until then. Then, she plunged her fangs into the cat's body and within a couple of minutes, she dropped the cat's now limp body onto the floor. She went back into the room, wiping blood from her mouth. She opened the window that was in the room and jumped out.<br/><br/>The streets were empty and she knew where she was. The pureblood's house was just a mile away. She smirked to herself and began walking the direction towards the house.