I hit the button on the water machine over and over before finally deciding that nothing was going to come out. Clenching my fist, I crumpled the foam cup in my hand before tossing it in the bin and heading over to my locker to put away my books before heading home.

Already, people had begun to thin out and I was about to leave when someone caught my eye. He had black hair and clear blue eyes that were staring right at me, and he looked too old to go here, I most definitely hadn't seen him before, so I felt a little nervous when he started walking towards me. He towered over me, as I'm not very tall, and then leant over slightly so his eyes were level with mine, his face too close to mine for comfort.

At first I thought he was going to kiss me, and I had my hand ready and waiting to slap him square across the face, but instead he started speaking.

'You will follow me, and will not say a word.' His pupils shrank down into tiny dots and then reverted back to their original size, and then he turned and started walking away. I wasn't sure what to do, but I was pretty sure if I didn't do what he said then I would be in more trouble, so I followed. He led me to an empty classroom, ordered me to sit down on one of the tables and then sat down next to me, once again moving his face close to mine. 'Don't make a move or sound.' His eyes did the weird pupil move again, and then he started to move towards my neck. Ok, now I was sure he was going to kiss me.

I slapped him. Hard.

'What the hell?' I said, climbing off the table. He looked up at me, his face full of confusion. I could see the red mark my hand had left on his cheek, but as soon as I noticed it, it disappeared. He stood up and looked at me.

'Oh God. Are you a vampire?' He asked.

'What? There's no such thing! And how come that mark just disappeared? Surely I hit you harder than-'. Before I knew it he advanced on me and pinned me down on the floor. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth, stopping any sound coming out of it at all. All in one quick and sudden movement he picked me up and carried me through the window, travelling so fast the whole world was a blur.

After a few seconds he stopped and placed me down, and once I had recovered from feeling like I was going to throw up, I realised that I was standing inside a large living room. The stranger who took me here was standing in front of me, staring, and another person came and stood next to him.

'Damon, who's this?' He asked.

'She can't be compelled. And she isn't a vampire. She doesn't even know about them.'

'And she also has a name.' I butted in, irritably. They didn't respond.

'What do you mean? Like not at all?' The stranger who I had just met looked confused, but then he walked up to me and said 'I'm going to tell you to do some things, and you need to try as hard as you can not to do them.' He noticed my worried expression. 'Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you.' After that, he stepped close to me and looked me in the eyes, much like the other person did, and I felt incredibly nervous as once again his pupils shrank down into tiny dots. 'Turn around.' He ordered. I stood still and he frowned. 'Turn around.' He repeated, slower. Once again I stood still.

Damon then came and stood next to him.

'She must be on vervain.' He concluded. 'Who are you?'

'I think you should answer that first.' I replied, getting slightly annoyed that they weren't telling me anything. Damon let out a slightly frustrated sigh.

'Have you ever heard of vampires?' He asked. I nodded.

'But they're not real, right? They're just in books and movies.' I replied, with an obvious hint of doubt in my voice. Damon shook his head.

'Nope. I'm Damon and this is Stefan. We're vampires.'

I looked at both of them, not sure what to believe. Vampires aren't real. They can't be. I shook my head.

'That can't be true.' I said, but uncertainty was still clear in the way I said it. 'You're crazy.'

Damon laughed, and was beginning to scare me a little. 'Oh really? If I'm not a vampire, then how did I manage to carry you almost four miles from your school to this how within less than three seconds?' I shook my head again, not sure what to say, and then Damon opened his mouth, showing me two long fangs that appeared from his teeth. Before I could respond, Stefan turned to face Damon.

'What were you doing at the school?'

Damon let his fangs disappear and he closed his mouth, looking uncomfortable.

'I may have gotten a little hungry.'

'What's wrong with a blood bag?' Stefan frowned

'I'm just so bored of them.'

'So you chose a school of all places to go feed? Damon! Feeding of people is bad, but students?'

'Feeding?' I interrupted. 'Where you going to eat me?' Damon laughed.

'Well, if you put it that way.'


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