“Stop it, you're creeping me out.” Said Anne as she giggled,

“What’s the matter? Are you afraid of ghosts?” replied jake teasingly,
“Of course not you dumb ass, its just creepy that's all.” answered Anne in a snap.
It was the evening of October 18 and we were all gathered around the campfire telling frightening stories. Halloween was just around the corner and it was Jake’s annual campfire. Anne, my best friend since I was 3 years old was here. Her hair was blonde, as usual. Her lips were tinted red, as usual. Her clothes were sweet to compliment her personality, as usual. But there was something different about her. Her eyes were no longer blue, they had turned into a supernatural shade of purple. Her skin was no longer sun kissed and perfectly tanned, it was now pale white with a hint of blue showing through. Her voice went from sweet and soothing to raspy and tough. I knew something had happened to her, I just didn't know what, nor was I going to know. Anne and I are not as close as we used to be. Ever since she started to hang out with her new boyfriend (aka the schools dough bag), she became more, I don't know, distant. We stopped talking regularly, stopped going to the same parties, we even stopped crossing paths in school. It was as if she had moved on to a whole new life and had forgotten about my entire existence. Today was the first time I had seen her and had been close to her in months. We were both here for our friend jake’s birthday. Every year Jake thru this crazy, outstanding party on the side of the lake. We would make a campfire, drink beer and wake up on the side of the lake. We would be wet from jumping in, and full of mud, an extreme headache, and a desire to throw up whatever it was we drunk yesterday.  However, Jake was always waiting for us with pancakes in his cabin. Jakes annual campfire was the year's best event, always.
“...and she punched him fast with a knife, blood spilled everywhere making the walls turn from a pearl white into a bloody red. He screamed but no one heard him. She stabbed, again and again, until he was not breathing anymore. She killed him, for no reason at all. She was mental.” said Jake as he grabbed his beer and took a long gulp out of it doing a satisfied sound when done. He looked at  his audience, my friends, and laughed at they stared in silence. “It fake guys. Its obviously fake. Why would you believe it. Mr. Witherspoon died due to an illness not because of murder.” Jake responded to his scared friends. “But, how do you know? His body was never found Jake, what if that is true?” Answered Emma.
“Well, if it's true, it’s true. What would we do about it?” Jake responded lighting up a cigarette, setting his foot on top of a log and reclining towards the back of his camping chair. I looked over at Anne and saw her uncomfortable. She looked as though she was about to cry.
“Anne, are you okay? You seem spooked” I asked. Everyone laughed turning to look at Anne in a teasing matter. She suddenly snapped out of her day dream and turned her face to look at me. Her purple eyes pierced through my soft hazel pupils, causing my head to hurt. Suddenly, I saw her eyes turn into a supernatural deep black. In a hurry she looked aways and said, “I’ll be right back I just need to call my mom and tell her I’m fine. You know how parents can be.” She smirked, got up and ran hiding in the woods holding her phone in her hand.
“Did you guys see that? Her eyes turned black!” I said in a nervous tone.
“Kate, her eyes are blue as always. What do you mean they turned black?” asked Emma.
“How- you ... um you don't see her purple eyes? Her eyes turned purple!” I said desperately. Jake just stared at me, he didn’t move, he just stared with a confused expression.
“What?!” I asked shouting in his face. He shrugged,
“You’re a great actor that's all.” Everyone around was confused yet laughing at the same time. Some even got up and went to socialize elsewhere. Jake took the opportunity to move one place closer to me, placing his arm around my shoulders.
“You’re cute when you’re scared” he said smiling in a teasing way. I laughed pulling away from him.
“Stop, I’m serious.” I said laughing.
“Look, why don’t we go for another beer. We can dance, socialize and you can forget about Anne and her weird super powers- ...
“They are not super powers, her eyes are just creepy.” I interrupted. He stood up and pulled me up with him. He started to move holding me close, leading me to the bar tender.
“I’m gonna make sure you have the best night of your life.”
After many beers, a couple of shots and a dozen drinks, I found myself walking towards the woods. There was no one there, however there was something attracting me to the towering trees. I walked in a zigzag formation, with a vodka bottle in my hand. Singing and dancing I made my way to the woods. Finally, becoming exhausted with my drunk self, I sant on the bottom of a tree trunk and stared straight ahead of me. My eyes were closing, and my stomach ached from drinking too much. As soon as I was falling asleep, I heard a tree branch break.
“Who's there!” I screamed, I turned my head to see who was stalking me, just to find that Anne was there. She was urging me to shut up with her finger.
“How can you see my purple eyes?” She asked in a low voice. She seemed startled.
“ I um, I don't know, I just can.” I answered letting my torso fall to the ground causing the right side of my head to get scratched by the leafs under the tree.
“No one can see my eyes Kate, you have to tell me why you can see them!” She shouted making me scared this time.
“ Anne, I don't know. Trust me I was shocked too.” I answered.
“ She’s one of us.” Anne mumbled under her breath,
“ One of us? What do you mean?” I asked even more confused than my drunk self already was.
“ Anne, there is something you need to know. You are not 100% human, okay?”
“What do you mean? Then what am I?” I asked confused, again. Suddenly, a loud scream was heard. It came from the party and it seemed to be coming closer to the woods.
“ I have to go!” Anne, got up, started running and vanished through thin air.
“Kate! What is wrong with you? I was looking all over for you!” I turned my head to the left and saw a blurry Jake shouting.
“I’m fine,” I mumbled trying to get up from the ground.
“You are not fine, Kate, you’re drunk.” answered Jake carrying me from the ground and walking towards the party with me in his arms.  I passed out after that. But, the only thing passing through my head was Anne telling me I’m not human. What did she mean?