Black roses (Vampire Human Romance) {Intermediate}

[twilightchick4444]

Carter saw Christopher walking through the hall. Don't stare! her brain shouted at her, and she dropped her gaze. She could feel the blood rush to her face. You idiot! she told herself. She turned to her locker and forcefully pushed all her books in. Then she grabbed the ones she needed for her next class. Carter slammed the locker door shut and turned, almost running into Christopher. Her face turned even more red, and she took off down the hallway, not even thinking about looking at his face.

[Moondancer]

Gabriel wiped his mouth and stepped carefully over the body, not bothering to try and hide it. He quite enjoyed seeing how long it took for someone to find it. He stepped back onto the grounds and jogged into the school. He headed for his locked and scanned his brain for the combination, swearing under his breath.

Thankfully, he remembered it after a few minutes of panic and punched it in. Gabriel swung open the door and grabbed a few books, stuffing them carelessly into his bag, and took a moment to check his reflection in the door. His skin had now returned to it's normal colour and his eyes had lost the red tinge they aqquired when he was hungry.

[Minimetoo]

Christopher lifted his head into the air and breathed in deeply. He turned to see where the nice smell was coming from. A girl, looking down and obviously blushing. He smiled slightly and continued down his way, then turned again to see the girl. She's suicidal. he sighed softly and moved out of her way. Chris followed after her, trying not to make it obvious.

[twilightchick4444]

Carter almost ran to her next class. I hope no one saw me! she thought. She was still blushing but at least it wan't as red. "I probably looked like an idiot!' she muttered. Once she got to her next class, she walked in, set her books down, and went back outside to get a drink. There were still some people lingering out in the hallway. She bent down over the water fountain and drank.

[OneSmartChicken]

He'd given her a scratch--a damned scratch! Audacious little vampire. He'd taken offense to her presence apparently, so she'd made sure he'd never make the mistake of attacking an older vampire again. Or anyone else for that matter. The lollipop she'd been babying all morning was now just a stick, but she persisted in chewing on it, despite all the weird looks the woman behind the desk kept giving her. Remembering that she was supposed to look younger for once, she smiled and presented the woman with a peace sign as she handed the signed documents over. The secretary grimaced over the papers; she was Jack's 'cousin,' sent to look after him, but she was still in school--according to the paperwork, she'd been held back several times.

She loved making up history for herself; it made things so fun! She'd never been a student before, too. She'd pulled some strings to get herself into most of Jack's classes, which meant he could "show her the ropes."

The woman sighed heavily, then said sourly, "Alright. Here's your schedule. Your...cousin can show you around." She glared at Arah, who just smiled and chewed on her lollipop stick and took the sheet of paper. "The teachers will give you your books."

Jack glared at her and she grinned wickedly as they strode out of the office, linking arms with him. "Don't be such a sourpuss, Jacky!" she said in a sing-song voice, beaming at him. She blinked then and frowned, looking away and sniffing the air. "Mmmnn... blood. And... Bah!" She grimaced at him. "You didn't tell me you had all these vampires in your school! They all smell absolutely disgustingly young! Yuck!" She crinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue, seeming oblivious to the looks she was getting. As far as she could tell, the attractiveness of vampires was less about physical appearance and more about a sort of 'aura' of sexual appeal. In other words, most people--no matter their orientation or gender--just couldn't help being attracted to vampires. Thusly, she'd long ago stopped caring about who was watching her and if they were drooling.

She did, however, care that there were vampires there. She didn't like vampires, particularly young ones--and her nose said all of them were young, at least by her standards. They were in the habit of attacking her, which was annoying. Very annoying. Particularly since she was usually in the middle of something fun when they decided to ruin her day, and they always wrecked her cloths. She'd tried to start wearing red, but it always made her hungry. She'd just have to keep buying new cloths after fights. Jerks.

[Minimetoo]

Christopher tilted his head to the side and leaned against a random locker. He watched the girl, his eyes locked on her neck. Afterschool? No. I don't think I can wait that long. he stood up and stood next to the girl drinking water. "Excuse me, are you done?" he stared expectantly at her, waiting for her to turn.

[twilightchick4444]

Carter froze. Then she pulled her head up, her face turning dark again. "Yeah, sorry." she said, and turned to walk back to class. The all was nearly empty, except for a few freshman and couple of janitors.

[Moondancer]

Gabriel glanced at the scedule he'd been given by a woman at the desk but gave up trying to read it and leaned again the locker. He didn't even know why he was going to this school. He'd come to Florida, figuring he'd be safer there than staying in Spain. But he hated it here. Even at night, it was always warm there.

The villiage he and his maker had stayed tended to turn a blind eye to the occasional body of a stranger that turned up floating in the river or half-buried in an alleyway. They were naive and simple but terribly superstitious, which was why they'd hired the vampire hunters eventually.

Gabriel shook his head, stopping his train of thought, and pushed himself from his leaning postion against the lockers. He, once again, checked his appearance in the locker door; he always tried his best to appear human but some things he couldn't hide. There was, of course the fact that humans were naturally attracted to vampires. This often made him feel awkward, especially the girls. He quite enjoyed the attention of some of the more attractive boys; it made it a lot easier to lure them away to a quiet place when he needed to feed.

When he wasn't feeling the urgent need for blood, he took a lot of pleasure from just watching his future victims, learning about their habits, their intrests, even thier favorite foods. He liked truly knowing them before he killed them. He figured it was his own form of guilt in having to kill them. Sort of, making sure their memory lived on. Of course sometimes the need just got too strong and he had to kill almost instantly, like the boy only minutes before.

[Minimetoo]

Christopher grabbed onto his arm to stop her. His eyes were focused on her neck, watching the blood pumping. So tempting. Chris smiled at her and let his hand fall. "I'm Christopher. Well, Chris. Who are you?" he asked, his voice sounding calm and even. Might as well be nice to her. He decided.

[twilightchick4444]

Carter's eyes widened. She didn't know how to respond to this beautiful person, plus the fact that he grabbed her arm. She knew she would be late to class. She knew her teacher would not like her for the rest of the year. She knew all this, but at that moment, she didn't care. "I-I'm Carter." she finally managed to say.