I'm a vampire hunter and I'm falling in love with a vampire.... What the hell??!!

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Chapter 5

Teacher smiled, and passed Serena a packet of papers that included the picture he had showed her earlier.

“This has all the information about him, that we have been able to find. Which isn’t much. There’s a list of places he’s been seen hanging out at, and that’s pretty much it. There are also a few more pictures, but then, that's it.”

Serena thanked him quietly and walked out of the institute. She looked around at the cool night air, and hailed a cab to take her to her apartment.

Finally, arriving at her apartment she hurried up the stairs and into apartment 125. There were 3 rooms in the apartment, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a joined living room/ kitchen space. The kitchen was a typical kitchen, white walls, white tiles, dark wood cupboards, dark granite top, stainless steel fridge, microwave, stove and fluorescent lights. The living room was a dark blue, with black carpeting. It had a large plasma screen above an electric fireplace and a black leather couch and loveseat. The bathroom was lilac, with white tiles. The bedroom had black and crimson red walls with black carpet that had flecks of red covering it... There was a large walk in closet, and large plasma on the wall. The bed was huge, with dozens of black and red pillows covering and black and red comforter.

Serena walked into the bathroom to take a shower, coming out towel drying her hair. She looked at the packet on her bed and sighed. Walking over she picked it up and opened it up, trying to decide where to start the search. She skipped over the pictures and went straight to the places he had been seen, at. Her eyes ran over the club names. Confused she re-read them. Around half of them where really crappy bars, where there was cheap beer and cheap women. The other half was more expensive and exclusive clubs, where if you were a normal person you would have to stand in line for hours just to get in. They were completely opposite. Almost as if the guy was bi-polar. She toyed with that idea, but for some reason, got a feeling it wasn’t true.

She grabbed a pencil and began to write down the type of bar it was, and connecting the names when he was seen at more than one bar on one night. When he was seen at two bars they were never the same type of bar, it was usually a crappy one and a good one. Serena raised an eyebrow when she noticed it, even though no one could see her.

Finally when the clock read 8 she chose one of the better clubs, Liquid Zoo, and went to change into club clothes. After about half an hour she finally emerged from the bathroom in a red sparkly tank top and black skinny jeans, her raven black hair down and resting on her shoulders. She grabbed her purse, ID and cell and walked out the door.