This chapter is by that's right folk, aka Emily Rose Gut. We're writing a story together coz we're cool, i hope you enjoy it.
that's right folk
Darren looked at the room in wonder.
"What are they doing?" he asked.
"That's a good question!" Kurda replied, looking at the scene with disgust in his blue eyes.
At that moment, Gavner, who was in the centre of the room looked up. He nudged Mika who was next to him, his black hair covering his face.
"Please!" Gavner shouted. "It's not what it looks like!"
Kurda just shook his head, his blonde hair swaying in the breeze (from a nearby fan).
"O - M - G!" shouted Darren.
"Please, Darren," Mika said, "Please, don't judge us."
"O - M - G!" Darren shouted again.
"He's in shock." Kurda noted. He grimaced. "And now, what are you doing?"
"We… erm… we heard lions!" shouted Arrow.
"What?" asked Kurda. "Listen you lot! You ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Self harm is for the emotionally challenged adolescent, not fully grown vampires."
The vampires listened to his words of wisdom, and inside they suddenly understood.
But Larten Crepsley, who had never liked Kurda, didn't think anything of what he said.
"I do not care for your foolishness." he exclaimed. "All vampires who do not wish to listen to this fool any longer, please proceed and follow me to a nearby hall where we can be alone. As for the rest of you fools, stay with this fool and curse the fact you will always be too foolish to be with the rest of us."
With this, Mr Crepsley stood up and many vampires followed him, including Arra, Gavner, Mika, Paris. In fact the only vampires who didn't go were Kurda, Darren and Kurda's assistants (Cyrus and the two unnamed vampires, for the means of this we will call them Vamp1 and Vamp2, two original and exciting names I thought of myself).
"Fools!" Mr Crepsley shouted to the five vampires who were left.
"Even me!" Darren exclaimed.
"Especially you, Darren." Mr Crepsley said, shaking his head. "I would have thought more of you." And with this he got up and stormed out. Darren started to go after him, to apologise, but Kurda placed his hand on Darren's shoulder.
"Let him go," he said, "He'll come to his senses soon."
"What makes you think this?" Darren asked his idol, Kurda.
"Well," Kurda said, knowledgably, "When I was human I was studying to become a physiatrist. Although I never did complete my course, I was turned to a vampire before I did, I still retain a great deal of knowledge from it."
"I see." Darren nodded his head and stroked his chin.
