Vampires...It's all fun and games until someone gets killed. Ch 4

Second hour was Latin, it dragged and was incredibly dull because I'd already taken this course over the summer.

I got to third hour, which was my poetry class, that I was taking because I was in honors for english and had already finished taking all the manditory english, so I got this as a third elective. Walking into the classroom three minutes before the bell rang, I sighed, E.A. Poe was in my hand and I sat down at my desk in the back of the room and cracked it open. After a moment I noticed that someone was sitting on my desk, I looked up. One of the exchange students was sitting there, looking at me with a smile that made me feel liquidic. (not even a real word!!!)

"Hi," I said calmly, "uh, what's up?" I asked wondering why he was sitting on my desk smiling at me like that.

"Hi, I'm Vincent... My friend and I, we just came from Romania... I noticed that you're the only... Uh, 'goth', at this school. And since everyone else keeps looking at me like i'm some kind of freak, I was wondering if you could show me around...?"

I gave him a smile, where i only raised one side of my mouth, which was something I'd picked up from my dad. "I'm Maxine Rivers... And I'd be glad to show you around."

The rest of the day flew by, I realized that I had every class with Vincent except for Latin! I was so excited.

Before I knew it, I was sitting in Mr. Pisani's classroom, serving my detention for my 'attitude'. He approached my desk wielding a piece of paper, he slapped it onto my desk.

"What is this?" He asked seriously, "Is it a sick joke or something?"

"No," I took the paper and touched it tenderly as if seeing it made me upset, "yesterday was the seventh anniversary of the day they died... Oh, and thank-you very much for returning my drawing." I took the paper and slid it into my pocket, looking up at the man who seemed very surprised.

"I didn't mean... I thought... I'm sorry, I just assumed that you were doodling morbid thoughts about your parents..." He seemed ashamed of himself.

"No... I wasnt..." I inhaled and looked at the clock, "my detention is over, may I leave now?" I asked sadly, a tear betraying my passive behavior.

"Yes, you may leave..."

I picked up my bag and headed out of the classroom, closing the door behind me. Once I was about halfway down the hall I put my head against a locker and banged it against the door for a few minutes. I could feel a presence, I turned around to see Vincent staring at me with his eyebrows raised.

"Don't ask," I mumbled, wiping away a few stray tears.

"You okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Pisani has the ability to make even the most passive human on earth cry, I'm fine, he just brought out some old skeletons is all..." I paused, "was there anything you needed?"

He looked at the floor and scoffed his feet, "well, I was wondering if you could show me how to get to the nearest book store?"

I smiled, "I was going there anyways."

We walked out of the school, I shivered remembering that even though I was a vampire, I still got cold, and since it was early November, I was freezing. I'd left my sweater in my locker.

Vincent smiled and offered his black hoodie with a red smiley face that had fangs on it. I took it gratefully and slipped it on.

"So, why'd you come to America? Romania is so much more beautiful," I said, being a native of Romania myself.

"My dad got a job out here, and Yuri, my friend, he lives with us, so he came too." He looked at his feet, acting like he wanted to ask a question.

I sighed and thought about him, gently pressing into his mind, 'I wonder why she was crying...' He thought.

That was a question I'd leave un-answered for a little while.

"Do you mind if we take a quick pit-stop at my house? I'm a little hungry." My fangs were pressing to come free, I had to clamp my mouth shut to prevent them from sticking out.

"Yeah, no problem..."