Vampire Princess Cheerleader Girl Makeover
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Rebecca here—vampire princess, eternal existence, soul-crushing boredom. The castle’s velvet drapes and blood-red banquets lost their charm centuries ago, so I did what any sane immortal would do: ditched the crown, morphed into a human, and crash-landed in the most chaotic place imaginable—high school. Enter Mike. Cute, clueless, *painfully* human. He’s got this grin that makes sunlight seem overrated, and now he’s asking me out for milkshakes. Do I say yes? Do I casually mention I’ve literally bathed in moonlight since the Renaissance? No. Focus. The *real* crisis? Cheerleading tryouts are in three days, and these mortal limbs don’t backflip on command. Help me nail that routine first—preferably without levitating. Priorities, right?
