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Back in her dorm, Zoey had just finished getting changed for Neferet. She had tossed off her soaking wet clothes, and had changed into some skinny jeans and another t-shirt; this one black with silver lines and words scattered across the front in some random scribble.
As Zoey slipped on her shoes and grabbed a light jacket, her mind wondered back to the look Neferet gave her while telling her she might find it better if she got changed; it was an odd look. Something Zoey had never seen Neferet show to her, or to anyone. She had almost surveyed Zoey - soaking her all in rather than just briefly glancing at her wet clothes that were (to Zoey's disgust) slightly clinging to her skin.
Zoey shook these thoughts out of her head.
It's probably nothing... I need to stop acting so stupid... Zoey thought as she left the room, a little nervous about visiting Neferet even though she has seen her in her office so many times before.
"Hello Zoey" Neferet greeted as Zoey stood outside her office door. Neferet opened the door a little wider, allowing Zoey to pass her on the way in which she did so, while holding her challenging stare at Neferet - almost asking to be treated like a little child. As Zoey walked in, she accidently brushed past Neferet as she entered the dimly lit room, her clothed arm lightly sliding past Neferet's silk covered stomach. This caused Neferet to smirk - That was defiantly a smirk, Zoey thought.
Neferet closed the door as Zoey wondered round the perimeter of the room, Neferet's manicured hand slowly sliding down the door's metal handle and casually turning the key in the lock with a slow rotation of her hand. Neferet stowed the key away under a few books that were lying around in the spacious office, her eyes not leaving Zoey as she innocently walked round the room, unaware of Neferet's dark intentions or actions.
"So Zoey". Neferet spoke after watching the young girl pace back and forth for a few moments. "Do you want to sit down so we can discuss how we can improve your performance here?" She asked as she herself made her way to a large black leather sofa which was assembled in the middle of the room, along with a low glass coffee table in front of it.
Neferet sat down on one end of the spacious seat, placing her hand down in the empty space beside her, indicating for Zoey to sit down – the whole time a slight smirk playing across her red lips with her perfect arched eyebrows slightly raised... almost expecting an immediate response.
Zoey stood at the other end of the room, staring at Neferet's expecting expression and then the space next to Neferet, awaiting her.
With slight anticipation, Zoey slowly made her way over to Neferet, knowing resistance was futile against the vampire who was now lightly scratching the space awaiting Zoey with her red fingernails, almost stroking it.
Zoey crossed her arms over her chest as she sat down, preferably as far away from Neferet as the seat would allow her, leaving enough space between them both to fit at least another person between them. Neferet withdrew her hand to her slowly to her lap and turned her body towards Zoey.
"So." Neferet said as she began with a business like tone – her posture upright and formal. "How have you been coping in the past few weeks?" She asked; her eyes examining Zoey - dark with a slight malevolence.
"Fine." Zoey said back, almost a little too quickly and brief for Neferet's liking.
Neferet noticed Zoey's reluctant tone and 'tested the waters' by shifting her position, ever so slightly closer to Zoey, who immediately shifted backwards without trying to be too noticeable. Just as she expected.
"Really?" Neferet replied. She scratched the back of her neck for a few seconds then drew her long red hair down to the side of her face, pulling it down her front, twisting it in her long fingers. Zoey watched her carefully, careful not to stare at the woman's low cleavage as she held strands of her fine red hair in her fingertips down by her visible chest.
This is getting ridiculous, Zoey thought to herself as she swallowed, her throat becoming a little dry. Neferet was really starting to confuse her now – Her actions, her tone of voice; something completely unrecognisable to Zoey, and this made her on edge.
"Yeah." Zoey said as she finally flicked her eyes up to Neferet's again, this time determined to not break the intense eye contact.
Neferet found this quite amusing. She held the stare for as long as she seemed appropriate – about 20 seconds or so. She could feel the tension rising, and She could see Zoey fighting to break the eye contact, but knowing how headstrong the fledging could be, Neferet broke the eye contact for her as she slowly stood from the sofa and slowly made her way over to a small drinks cabinet in a shadowy corner of the office.
Zoey watched Neferet's back intensely as the Vampire took two glasses out of the bottom shelf, and began filling each dainty glass with a fair amount of red liquid from an oddly shaped bottle.
After a few moments, Neferet turned back to Zoey holding two glasses, her face expressing one of mischief but formality. She placed each glass on the small coffee table in front of Zoey, accidently spilling some wine from the rim of the glass nearest to her; the red liquid dripping onto her index and middle fingers and sliding down the palm of her hand.
"Oh dear" Neferet said – a little flatly as she sat next to Zoey again, this time closing that gap between them, so their legs briefly brushed against one another. This made Zoey squirm slightly... Neferet enjoying every moment of making this uncomfortable for her.
"Zoey." Neferet began again as she crossed her legs, the hand with the spilt wine resting palm upwards on her knee. "You can talk to me. You know you can. I don't want to see you reject the transformation from a fledging into a vampire, but that is really likely to happen with all your stress and your low performances from class tests and what not."
There was silence in the room, as Zoey considered Neferet's strong words. She seemed genuinely concerned for Zoey, but Zoey did not want to speak to the vampire for she didn't want to sound so childish in front of such a sophisticated woman. "Speak." Neferet ordered casually, as she began to lift her hand with the spilt wine to her eye level, examining how it glistened in the dimly lit room when she tilt her hand to the side, its runny surface catching the light.
"I... er...Didn't realise I was failing in my classes." Zoey said a little hesitantly.
"Your not failing. You're merely not up to standard." Neferet said, peering at Zoey through the corner of her eyes, while examining her hand.
"Oh. Well I am still trying to get to grips with everything..." Zoey began as she moved her eyes down to the coffee table in front of her, not wanting to watch Neferet, who was now slowly licking the trickling liquid off her fingers and palm; her moist tongue starting at the base of her wrist and ever so slowly sliding up her palm and up her index finger. She let out a silent moan, making Zoey feel really uncomfortable.
As Neferet lightly sucked her finger, she caught Zoey's gaze unluckily; making Zoey suddenly look in the complete opposite direction. Neferet smirked slyly at this.
Silence hit the room.
For hours it seemed, Zoey sat there in silence. She could hear Neferet enjoying the spilt wine next to her, the sound of her lips gently parting and meeting again as she took her time to clean herself. Zoey really wanted to leave. It was one thing that Neferet was 'trying' to tackle something which Zoey really didn't want to talk about, that being Zoey's little relationship problems, but that was nothing compared to Neferet's uncomfortable behaviour. She wanted to leave. Now.
"Drink Zoey." Neferet said suddenly.
Zoey had her head turned the other way, having no idea Neferet had been watching her for some time now. As Neferet's sharp words hit the air suddenly, Zoey almost jumped out of her seat. She turned her head round to Neferet who was now holding Zoey's glass of wine to her.
"Come on Zoey. You need to drink. You need to tell me what's wrong."
Suddenly the mothering tone was back in Neferet's voice. It's like before, she was acting so differently towards Zoey... now she seemed to be all caring and wonderful again.
Zoey didn't really understand this. She looked from the wine glass in Neferet's hand into Neferet's soft eyes; they looked worried. They looked concerned. They looked like the eyes which belonged to someone that really did care.
Zoey didn't understand. Neferet wasn't making any sense! One second she seems like she might be hitting on her in the corridor – Yes hitting on her, lets not pretend and deny it. The next second she is back to being all loving and caring with her expressions and voice and... everything.
Zoey looked down at the glass in Neferet's hand.
"Fine. I'll tell you." Zoey said, as Neferet gave the glass to Zoey and then turning her whole body to her, as she rested her arm on the back of the sofa. This time, she was a lot closer.
"just please don't judge me."
Neferet smiled. "Zoey. You know whatever happens in this room, will never leave this room."
Dun Dun DUN.
Please give me some idea's what to include now! Would we like to see Kalona feature later on in the chapters? Or just keep it one on one ;) ? Please review and save to your favorites! It's encourages me to write a lot quicker and in further detail! :)