Selena?
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Thread Topic: Selena?
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I smiled, if he was so attracted to me and he wants to suck my blood then I think I'll have a bit of fun, my hand slowly trailed down his arm and I smirked, "How do I know you won't hurt me?"
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"You don't." He froze, feeling her fingers on his arm. They were warm.
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"So I can't trust you?" My fingers moved up his arms, drawing circles on his skin, I moved myself closer to him
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"You can, but I wouldn't advise it." He smiled. Was the human flirting with him? It'd be too easy to drain her now.
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My lips moved close to his ear and I whispered softly, "I don't think I'll trust you yet...but I guess you can't really trust me"
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"I don't think you're much to be afraid of." He could hear the blood pulsing in her, and her neck was so, so close...
He came forward, about to clamp down on her neck and drink every drop of her blood. -
"I'm not one to be scared of, I'm just one who can fool you" I said planting a kiss on his cheek, he was off gaurd so I quickly slipped behind him and to the door
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He blinked, watching her run out. Did she really...? She'd also forgotten her schedule.
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I walked out quickly still getting over the fact that I was acually out of their and I was still me, I felt my pockets. Shoot! He has my schedule
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He folded it up, sticking it in his pockets. He'd skip today. Not the best idea for the class president, but he wasn't going to class with the human girl.
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I have no schedule and I definatly do not want to go back there, I'll just skip for the day. I walked to my locker getting out my sketchpad, I could draw some pictures at the lake. I walked out of the school towards the lake
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He left the classroom, heading down the hallway and out of the school. He started his climb to the roof.
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I sat at the edge of the lake, sketching mindlessly not aware of what I was drawing
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The school was old. He wasn't even alive when it was built. It had been the town hall once, and had a giant bell tower. When they'd remodeled it, the tower was left on the building. It was his sanctuary for both skipping school and the nights when he needed an escape.
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I looked at my sketch pad, I was completely suprised, I drew a perfect portrait picture of him and I wasn't aware of myself
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