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I made my way down the wooden stairs, trying to shake the memory of my mind. If it was one thing I hated, it was memories I couldn't shake. Especially bad ones. Thats why I refrain from trying to recall things from my past. Even though, its kinda' self inflicted.

I looked to Otis, who was Licking his fangs, which were fully elongated. Before him was a steak- Practically raw, dripping juices that pulled my nose up a bit in curiosity. I smelt something more pure, along with the overwhelming aroma of raw meat. A glass, filled to the brim with a dark red liquid met Vlads lips, as he swallowed; twice, and Set it down. 'B Negative,' I said, sniffing the air silently, staring at the Glass with an urging desire.

"Nice fangs, V..." I heard, making me snap from my trans to see a chuckling Vlad, alongside a Occupied Nelly who happened to elbow him. I huffed. Again, He was going to try and make this embarrassing. Who was he? Simply the Pravus, maybe. But That didn't mean he was better... Or did it...? I shook the thought And Made my Way down the last two steps I stood on.

"Again, Vanessa. I apologize for Vlads behavior," She said, not even Acknowledging his existence, as he took another long sip from his glass, and rolled his eyes. "Won't you please join us?"

I opened my mouth, as If I was going to talk, but nothing came out but a stutter. I managed a smile. "Sure,"

I soon felt extremely awkward. I was sitting at a table, with Otis- one of the oldest Vampires I was aware of. And Vlad... Now, I know Vikas tells me not to make first impressions, But I simply couldn't help it. We shared similar things... We both had Black hair... The same kind of black, too. Not like the kind that Is two shades off, but people still call it the same color when Its super different. It was the exact same. His bangs went slightly longer than his eyes, so when he brushed them over his eyes, they stayed. I wondered if he actually cut his hair himself, or Nelly did that.

When I first saw his strait hair, I had questioned him alot more. 'How does that boy have time to straighten his hair? No way his hair is naturally strait,'

But it was. And as much as It was cliche to say this- I thought Vlad was cute. I know, I know. 'Oh, well who didn't expect that! You're staying in a house together. Of course you'll end up liking him,'

But no.. I didn't like him... I barley knew him. I saw him, and Made a first impression. Just so you know.

I looked up to Otis, who was rambling. I glanced slightly at Vlad, who glanced at me quick, but then looked away. My Heart skipped a beat. He looked at me... And didn't say something nasty? Didn't chuckle, and ask what I was staring at? Hm.

I glanced to my steak, which I hadn't touched, and didn't plan on doing so. My stomach's rumble was eased, and soon cured by a warm mug of B negative, from a bag in a 'freezer'. I Finished my Mug, and set it by my plate, still with a steak on it.

"Was everything okay, Vanessa?" I heard Nelly ask, as I brought my slumped head up in an instant. "Yes, Yes- It was just fine... I'm just... Not that hungry, I suppose," I spoke, glancing to Otis, as if to be asking him If I was saying the right things. I felt as If he knew what I was doing, but didn't want to give me the satisfaction of answering me. A moment of awkward silence crept over the table, as I coughed, trying to break it, or remind someone That we've gotta get the show on the road. She Glanced at me sweetly, and picked up my plate, and carried it into the kitchen.

"Im sorry you're not Hungry- Was only one Mug enough for you? Vlad usually drinks a whole bag-"

"Nelly..." Vlad said, groaning a tad. Irritation sensed in his voice. I felt my lips leak a giggle. I couldn't help but do so. Even Vlad got picked on; by his aunt. Nelly sensed this, and giggled after me, and crouched down to my ear- "He's nervous to have a girl in his house other than me. Trust me," She whispered. I tried to giggle agreeing, but I didn't find it funny. I remembered when Vlad was picking on me, before dinner, and I felt so embarrassed. I glanced up from my lap to Vlad, who looked at the table. Oh great, now I feel bad.

I stood from my seat, and coughed a bit. I thought about making my way up the stairs and to my room, but didn't. Otis was leaving soon after, and even though I didn't know him all too well, I knew enough to understand that these awkward moments between Vlad and I were only going to get worse. I could sense it. I was just glad that nobody could read my mind. Nobody, including Vikas had any Idea why my telepathy was only one way, from me to someone else, but I'd have to live with it. Sometimes I was thankful.

Otis said his goodbyes to Nelly, as he placed his top hat onto his head, and walked out to his car. Nelly had to go to work. A few minutes of another awkward silence, (which would be so frightfully common in this house,) I heard a cars engine start, and the sound lessened, as I could tell it was driving away. Vlad walked outside- Probably exchanging goodbyes with Otis. I felt the need to contribute, as I walked out too.

"When will I see you again?" I heard a voice- presumably Vlads - Say, to his Uncle on the opposite side of the car. "In all honesty, I'm not sure. But I hope it's soon," He said, looking pleadingly into Vlads eyes. Otis glanced at me, smile still quite big on his face. "You know how to contact me," He spoke, Pointing to his temple. I smiled back. "And you know how to reach me," I said Pulling my hand from my pocket, sheepishly pointing to Vlad. Otis Chuckled.

I noticed Vlad look to me with confusion. "You cant receive mind messages?"

I bit my lip, being nervous. "Yeah. Nobody knows why. I can contact people, but nobody can read my thoughts. It only started happening when I took training with Vikas. Before, It was clear as a bell. I just lost it..."

I soon felt proud of myself for talking to Vlad, and not seeming like a complete Idiot. I felt like I said the right things, which made me happy inside.

"Oh..." He said, look of sympathy crossing his face, as he looked back to his uncle.

Otis sighed. "If you have any troubles, call for me with your mind," He said, glancing at Vlad, then Me. Then back to Vlad again. "And If I dont respond, write me. And if you should ever encounter the slayer, my best advice is to block the stake-they favor those-and run as fast as you can."

I flinched at the thought.

Being stabbed in the back... With a sharp piece of wood. How painful would that really be? Would it be like the books say- where you really dont feel Pain, but you feel the happenings of your body, shutting down? Or did it just REALLY hurt? As curious as My mind was, I didnt want to find out.

I heard I sigh. It was Vlad. "That your best advice?"

Otis chucked. "Sadly, yes. The Lucis has no effect on humans. You'll do just fine. Just lay low. He may leave without discovering either of you. Most slayers are poorly paid and easily distracted. Bumbling fools, the lot of them..." He finished, slipping into the drivers side of his car. Without a final goodbye, he attempted to start it twice. It finally started the third time, and he began to drive off into the distance, his car growing smaller and smaller until it turned, and was no longer visible.

I looked to Vlad, his shoulders slumped. I could tell he was awfully hurt inside.

The sun had barley set on the town. And I had to say it was quite peaceful. The neighbor was shoveling snow, flinging it on his lawn. Some elementary kids were piling the now into mounds, and ducking behind it, as the others threw snowballs at them. I let out a giggle.

"Its nice, today. Its usually never this welcoming." I heard Vlad chuckle, looking up to me. I looked down and Blushed madly. "What do you mean?" I giggled to him, Sitting on the front porch step I'd been standing on.

He turned to fully face me, and looked down as He put his hands in his pockets. "Well,"

He looked up to me, with a smile on his face. "Its almost as if they knew you were coming."

I giggled. Vlad and I were bonding. And I was happy about it. I looked back to the small neighborhood, as The Neighbor rested his elbow on the shovel handle, and took off his hat, wiping the sweat of his forehead off with his sleeve. He gave me a glance, and Waved.

I sheepishly waved back, and then looked to Vlad whom was smiling at the Neighbor. "Thats . He's an okay guy."

I giggled again, and looked back to him. He was looking right At me. I blushed madly, and tried to glance away, finding something else to talk about.

Something caught my eye. A man. wearing all black, stood across the street, glaring at Vlad. Focusing on him. My eyes squinted in confusion, as I tried to figure what his face looked like. 'Had I known this man?'

I felt a crack in my head. "Ouch... Vlad, you cant read my thoughts, remember?" I said softly, rubbing my head. He threw me a confused stare. "Im sorry... I didnt believe that was true..." He said, putting his hand on the back of his neck. "What are you thinking?" He asked me.

I was shocked. Did this boy ask me what I was thinking? As much as a girl wishes a boy to ask them that, It was weird, considering he was a Vampire. And Vampires could read thoughts. But then I remembered he couldn't read mine, and Shrugged, and Looked up at him. "How'd you know I was even thinking anything?"

He shrugged, and Rested his hand to his side. "You seem distracted..."

I then looked behind Vlad again, too see the Man in black walk towards us. I felt my stomach clench. I knew he wasn't coming to us, but It was still weird feeling his presence growing closer. Vlad chuckled. "Seriously... What is it?"

The man behind him broke into a sprint, and my Vaparitic speed kicked in. Vlad didn't have the slightest clue what was going on, as he looked to who was now walking back to his house in slow motion. "Vlad! Watch out!" I shouted, Pushing him to the side, as I ran to the vampire coming at us. My heart was racing.

He stopped in front of me, chuckling a bit. "As enticing as your blood is, Miss, I require the Pravus to be my blood source," He snarled, Smacking my Cheek as I fell to the hard concrete walkway. I heard Vlad's pulse grow faster, as I heard him begin to say my name. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't... I felt the time of reality kick in. I reached out to Vlad, barley getting into his thoughts. He was thinking about Death, and wondering why nobody was doing anything, or seeing anything.

'Vaparitic speed, Duh,' I said stupidly to myself, as I collapsed, and fell into a sleep.

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