Part 4
He didn't see what the big deal was. Dallas Redfern had been dying to know what life on the outside would be like for some time. His brother Cassanova was only a year older, so how come he got to go first?
Maybe they weren't the best of friends, but he didn't have to bite his head off. He needed a mark to cheer himself up. Some human girl he could play with, sleep with and dump. Most girls in the enclave were no fun. They just did what they were told. That could only be fun for so long. After a while it lost its thrill. Hunting in the vermin world was so much more exciting.
Now he could understand why so many Night People chose to attend human high school. Rumour had it that a Drache Princess was here somewhere, as well.
Dallas headed down the halls, pretending to ignore the looks of distaste he passed by. Some girls did double takes as if not sure what was different. He found his first class and took a seat at the back, surveying the students in front of him. Nobody looked particularly interesting.
"Oh."
He turned at the sound of the girl's voice. A small girl, reasonably pretty with blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair was looking at him slightly disappointed. "Can I help you?"
"I - um - you're in my seat."
Dallas eyed her, his brow furrowing slightly. Did everyone have specific seats or something?
The girl opened her mouth, then flushed, obviously realising how stupid she was being. "Are you new?"
"Yes, I'm Dallas Redfern. And you are?"
The girl smiled shyly, taking the seat next to him. "Cathy Hamilton." This girl showed absolutely no sign of being a Night Person. Something about her innocence was almost...sweet.
Frown her nervous mannerisms he could tell she didn't talk to boys very much.
Perfect.
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He didn't see what the big deal was. Dallas Redfern had been dying to know what life on the outside would be like for some time. His brother Cassanova was only a year older, so how come he got to go first?
Maybe they weren't the best of friends, but he didn't have to bite his head off. He needed a mark to cheer himself up. Some human girl he could play with, sleep with and dump. Most girls in the enclave were no fun. They just did what they were told. That could only be fun for so long. After a while it lost its thrill. Hunting in the vermin world was so much more exciting.
Now he could understand why so many Night People chose to attend human high school. Rumour had it that a Drache Princess was here somewhere, as well.
Dallas headed down the halls, pretending to ignore the looks of distaste he passed by. Some girls did double takes as if not sure what was different. He found his first class and took a seat at the back, surveying the students in front of him. Nobody looked particularly interesting.
"Oh."
He turned at the sound of the girl's voice. A small girl, reasonably pretty with blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair was looking at him slightly disappointed. "Can I help you?"
"I - um - you're in my seat."
Dallas eyed her, his brow furrowing slightly. Did everyone have specific seats or something?
The girl opened her mouth, then flushed, obviously realising how stupid she was being. "Are you new?"
"Yes, I'm Dallas Redfern. And you are?"
The girl smiled shyly, taking the seat next to him. "Cathy Hamilton." This girl showed absolutely no sign of being a Night Person. Something about her innocence was almost...sweet.
Frown her nervous mannerisms he could tell she didn't talk to boys very much.
Perfect.
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