Part 2
What am I doing here? Edan Redfern wandered aimlessly down the streets of the small town. He'd never been to California before, he hadn't like the big cities much. Too many people for his taste. Sure, they might be considered a great food source, Edan didn't like to think of himself as a killer.
So instead he'd decided to try one of the smaller towns with odd names like Harmony Bay, Crystal Falls, Springwood, Sunville. This particular one was called Forest Lake. He liked the sound of the name, the large woods surrounding the town, full of wildlife to feed on. There was a picturesque lake reflecting the forest, seemed like a perfect place for quiet contemplation.
He could see the townsfolk heading about their morning business. He could join a local high school, have a life in the modern world. He'd been out of sorts for centuries, ever since Annabelle had left. How could you Annabelle? he thought, shaking his head.
He had told himself he wouldn't think about her anymore. Because thoughts of her, brought unwanted thoughts of the rage he and hatred he had felt for the enemy she had left him for. Snobby bastard who thinks he's god's gift to vampirism, he thought. Edan scowled.
He needed something to clear his mind, so human high school was probably going to be the best solution. He had been eighteen when he had died over three hundred years ago, he didn't look any older.
He followed the teenagers, getting several approving glances from some of the girls who walked by. He smiled faintly, he still had is aristocratic good looks , his chiselled features, sea green eyes, sculpted, desirable lips, shoulder length blonde hair.
There was a girl in reception when he found his way there. She couldn't take her eyes off him. "Can I help you?" she asked, smiling seductively, fluttering her eyelashes at him.
"Yes, I'm a new student here, I was told there are some forms I need to fill out." He still had traces of the British accent he used to have. No amount of travelling seemed to make it disappear.
"You from England?" the girl asked, handing him several pieces of paper.
"Originally." He took the papers, filled in the necessary parts and handed them back to the girl. He didn't quite know how to get past the technical side of things, like contact numbers, or a reference from his last school. He could find a witch to brainwash the necessary people, he guessed.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Edan Redfern."
"You're kidding. How did someone as gorgeous as you get such a weird name?"
Edan shrugged. "And you are?"
"Sharon Arnett. "
Edan waited impatiently while she sorted things out. As she bent to put her head in a filing cabinet he noticed how soft and slender her neck was. How sweet would she taste when he let his teeth sink into her...
Edan cut off the thought. Maybe this human high school thing was a bad idea after all.
"Here's your schedule," Sharon said sweetly.
Edan snatched the paper away. "Thanks," he muttered, hurrying away.
He checked his class list and headed for geometry, stopping dead. It was *her*, walking down the hall towards him, dark hair falling around her shoulders, staring at the floor as she walked. She didn't look up to see him.
He caught her arm roughly as she passed. She looked up, surprised. "Excuse me?"
"What do you think you're doing?" Edan could barely contain his anger. He wished he had a nice long stake with him.
"Going to my Spanish class," she said, eyeing him as if he were insane.
"With him? Is he here?" If *she* was there, then it was a safe bet he would be following close behind.
"He who?"
Edan sneered. "Broke up, did you? Too bad." An idea was beginning to form in his mind. So they were pulling off this high school thing as well. They had to be up to something.
She yanked her arm free. "Who *are* you?"
Edan snorted. He wondered if he should be annoyed she didn't seem to remember him. Or more than likely she was just screwing with his head. It wouldn't be the first time.
"Play games all you want, Helenia. You won't fool me." He smiled unpleasantly and walked away. //Give Arcturus my regards// he added telepathically as he walked away. Exposing them was going to be fun.
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What am I doing here? Edan Redfern wandered aimlessly down the streets of the small town. He'd never been to California before, he hadn't like the big cities much. Too many people for his taste. Sure, they might be considered a great food source, Edan didn't like to think of himself as a killer.
So instead he'd decided to try one of the smaller towns with odd names like Harmony Bay, Crystal Falls, Springwood, Sunville. This particular one was called Forest Lake. He liked the sound of the name, the large woods surrounding the town, full of wildlife to feed on. There was a picturesque lake reflecting the forest, seemed like a perfect place for quiet contemplation.
He could see the townsfolk heading about their morning business. He could join a local high school, have a life in the modern world. He'd been out of sorts for centuries, ever since Annabelle had left. How could you Annabelle? he thought, shaking his head.
He had told himself he wouldn't think about her anymore. Because thoughts of her, brought unwanted thoughts of the rage he and hatred he had felt for the enemy she had left him for. Snobby bastard who thinks he's god's gift to vampirism, he thought. Edan scowled.
He needed something to clear his mind, so human high school was probably going to be the best solution. He had been eighteen when he had died over three hundred years ago, he didn't look any older.
He followed the teenagers, getting several approving glances from some of the girls who walked by. He smiled faintly, he still had is aristocratic good looks , his chiselled features, sea green eyes, sculpted, desirable lips, shoulder length blonde hair.
There was a girl in reception when he found his way there. She couldn't take her eyes off him. "Can I help you?" she asked, smiling seductively, fluttering her eyelashes at him.
"Yes, I'm a new student here, I was told there are some forms I need to fill out." He still had traces of the British accent he used to have. No amount of travelling seemed to make it disappear.
"You from England?" the girl asked, handing him several pieces of paper.
"Originally." He took the papers, filled in the necessary parts and handed them back to the girl. He didn't quite know how to get past the technical side of things, like contact numbers, or a reference from his last school. He could find a witch to brainwash the necessary people, he guessed.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Edan Redfern."
"You're kidding. How did someone as gorgeous as you get such a weird name?"
Edan shrugged. "And you are?"
"Sharon Arnett. "
Edan waited impatiently while she sorted things out. As she bent to put her head in a filing cabinet he noticed how soft and slender her neck was. How sweet would she taste when he let his teeth sink into her...
Edan cut off the thought. Maybe this human high school thing was a bad idea after all.
"Here's your schedule," Sharon said sweetly.
Edan snatched the paper away. "Thanks," he muttered, hurrying away.
He checked his class list and headed for geometry, stopping dead. It was *her*, walking down the hall towards him, dark hair falling around her shoulders, staring at the floor as she walked. She didn't look up to see him.
He caught her arm roughly as she passed. She looked up, surprised. "Excuse me?"
"What do you think you're doing?" Edan could barely contain his anger. He wished he had a nice long stake with him.
"Going to my Spanish class," she said, eyeing him as if he were insane.
"With him? Is he here?" If *she* was there, then it was a safe bet he would be following close behind.
"He who?"
Edan sneered. "Broke up, did you? Too bad." An idea was beginning to form in his mind. So they were pulling off this high school thing as well. They had to be up to something.
She yanked her arm free. "Who *are* you?"
Edan snorted. He wondered if he should be annoyed she didn't seem to remember him. Or more than likely she was just screwing with his head. It wouldn't be the first time.
"Play games all you want, Helenia. You won't fool me." He smiled unpleasantly and walked away. //Give Arcturus my regards// he added telepathically as he walked away. Exposing them was going to be fun.
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