Prolouge

For three years I had traveled. I've gone to: Tokyo, Paris, Buenos Aires, Cairo, Canberra and lots of other places. But now for some reason my dad wanted me in Palm Springs, which didn't make any sense. For a vampire like me California wasn't exactly the ideal place to go since well, there was too much sun for my liking. When dad called, I can't say I was exactly delighted…

Two weeks earlier

I liked Copenhagen - well the Danish moroi strip club to be exactly I decided as two very attracting moroi women walked towards me in miniskirts and revealing tops. The way the light was moving behind them made their already sexy walk exotic as well. They walked through the crowd like they owned this awesome place and I was their target because I was the only one there. I immediately put on my famous dashing smile. One of the women was slightly taller than the other and that's where their differences ended.

"Du ser ensom ut hottie…" The taller one started with a smile.

"I don't speak Danish" I interrupted but gave them a look that I know said: But I do other things...

"Okay handsome, then we'll speak in English then" the tall one said with very noticeable Danish accent. "But then again" she started to stroke my arm "what we want to do with you won't need much talking"

I was just about to answer when my cellphone interrupted me.

"One moment my ladies" I said like the gentleman I wasn't which made them laugh. I walked out of the club before I answered. "Hello"

"What the hell took so long?" a voice I knew very well said.

"I was having some fun" I told him grinning.

"What you do is not fun it's ridiculous!" so he was disappointed with me, what a surprise. Note the sarcasm.

"Whatever you say" I wanted to go back in and finish what I started with the sexy women.

"Adrian" he sighed with frustration. "I did not call to talk some sense in to your head, even though you'd need it" Heard that before, I thought. "But I did call you to tell you that I've got you in to college"

I nearly dropped my phone "What?!"

"You've been out having as you call it 'fun' for three years now. It's time for you to get a college graduation." He stated.

" You got me in with my grades?" I asked uncertain.

"No, with some money and convincing" he proudly answered.

"Of course" I sighed. If anyone knew about my dad's convincing skill it was me. "Ever thought about asking me before you started to act?"

"I did. But since you apparently don't know what's best for you, I decided to step in" He said, clearly proud of himself.

"Thanks dad" Sarcasm!

"You're welcome" ignoring my tone. "I even already got you a tutor. A nice girl, a human though, but she is very polite…"

"I don't need a tutor since I'm not going to college" I told him fiercely. "You can't make me"

Present

And yet here I was on the plane on my way to California. After some arguments back and forth I gave up. Well… At least what my father thought. I myself was planning an escape plan. I ran some possibilities of how to get myself expelled and go back to the way it has been for the last few years. I loved my life and wanted to get back to it as soon as possible. But since my dad had went so much trouble with getting me in (even though it was for his own benefit) I thought that a month or two wouldn't hurt, besides, I've heard that there were some pretty nice looking young women there. I smirked and started to imagine it and then smiled when its path went to a quite dirty place. I sipped on my martini with a huge grin on my face. This could actually turn out fun.