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Her scent was overwhelmingly, irresistibly sweet. I could smell it there, pounding enticingly through her. I was so thirsty… and what did it matter that she was an innocent human? She meant nothing to me, and her blood was calling.
I looked up at her in anticipation, but, suddenly, I saw a face flash through her mind. It was absolutely terrifying – fierce and maniacal, with narrowed eyes and a menacing, horrible smile.
It took me a moment to realize that those satanic features were mine. As soon as I did, I felt the expression slide off my face.
The girl flushed a tempting sanguine as she turned away, but I was still shaken by the image of my face in her mind. I tried to clear my head as she took her books from Mr. Banner, ridding my head of the mouth-watering aroma.
To my horror, Mr. Banner assigned her to the seat next to mine. I stiffened as she approached, and edged away in my seat until I was as far away from her as possible. She hesitantly sat down, her thoughts bewildered.
Why is he leaning away like that? Do I really smell that bad? I faintly heard her wonder.
The scent was even more potent now, though, and I felt myself going weak. I averted my eyes from the appetizing sight of the blood coursing through her veins, leaning as far over as the bench allowed.
What is wrong with him? Is this normal behavior? she thought in a panic. The fear and dread in her voice found its way towards me and shook my head clear for a moment. I would not become a monster.
I seized the opportunity to restrain myself, clenching the edge of the table hard. It disintegrated beneath my fingers, and I quickly clamped my hands over my knees. It was then that I realized another option - to stop breathing. I cut off the air from my lungs immediately.
The scent was more bearable then, but the memory of it lingered in my nose, in my mind. As I grappled for control, Mr. Banner called on me to answer a question, and I was forced to take a breath.
The scent once again rushed directly to the back of my throat. I could taste it there, lusciously and tantalizingly sweet. Suddenly, the girl peeked out at me through her hair, and the vein in her neck protruded slightly.
I almost lost control right then, and I felt my lips curl back up into a terrible smile. It would be too easy… there would be very few witnesses. I leaned back towards her, preparing myself. Once again, however, the hideous, monstrous face flashed through her mind.
I recoiled immediately, repulsed by the evil, desperate hunger in my eyes. I kept myself rigid, refusing to breathe and staring straight ahead.
To my utter relief, the bell rang shrilly through the speaker. I rose, as quickly as I could without being too conspicuous, and rushed out the door. I didn't stop until I had reached the parking lot and breathed in gasps of the cold, fresh air.
She had no idea how fortunate she was. Her own thoughts had saved her from her destruction.