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~Chapter 2!
"So does everyone remember the one rule Kain gave us?" Raziel asked, though all he got in return were a bunch of blank stares from the other vampires. "The rule he gave us five minutes ago on my cell phone?" Silence. "Do any of you even know what I'm talking about?" It was so quiet you could here a pin drop. "Sigh! He told us that we couldn't go around campus biting everyone! If we need blood, he said there would be a blood bank somewhere nearby, whatever that is."
Turel's ears perked up, "Anything with the word blood in it, I like!"
"What if I were to say, hey guys, let's kill Turel and drink his blood!"
"That was cold Zephon, you hurt my feelings."
Suddenly Raziel perked up with excitement hitting his head on the car roof. "Damn it! Well...we're here...thank God."
So they started to unpack their things in their new home, unfortunately there were only three bedrooms, which meant they had to share. After three hours of intensive bickering between the siblings, they had agreed on their roomies. Dumah and Rahab would share one, (the nerd and the jock, a potent combination) Zephon and Melchiah would get another, (the bum and the goth) and last but not least, Raziel and Turel would have the third. (The pimp getting funky with the drunk!)
So after the "Fab 6" was done arranging their furniture and belongings, they sat around on the couch trying to figure out what to do, since school didn't start for a couple days. "Let's go to the bar!" Turel suggested, even though everyone knew he just wanted to get drunk and party.
Everyone agreed that it was a pretty good idea except for Melchiah. "I'm a goth, and I don't believe in conforming with the rest of you people."
They all glanced at each other before Raziel blurted out, "Grab him!" So they all packed into the car and drove to the nearest bar, from there it got a little crazy...
"Turel walked up to the bartender, "Yeah, I'll take a Bud." Trying to do the best imitation of those underage guys on TV.
"Sure, but I'll need to see some ID."
"What!? I'm over 300 years old and I need an ID?"
The bartender looked as if he was getting agitated, "Of course, we card everyone who looks like they might be under 21."
"I'm flattered by the compliment, but I would just like my beer please."
"No ID, no drink."
Turel just sighed and thought to himself. {How am I supposed to have a fun night if I can't get drunk? Think Turel, think! Wait I've got it! I'll just steal someone else's drink. Turel you sly devil you...}
Turel looked around trying to find a man who looked distracted enough so he could steal their drink. He spotted one out of the corner of his eye. "Okay, act casual and just swipe it while walking by..."
He approached the man and wrapped his taloned hand around the drink; unfortunately for him he wasn't the only one reaching for it. "Hey what do you think you're doing!? Trying to steal my drink are you? It's about time someone taught you some manners." The man took a swing at Turel but he just dodged it while grabbing him and throwing him out the window. So now it looked as if Turel could finally enjoy his night.
As for Raziel, it was a bit tougher. "Hey baby, my name might not be Elmo, but you can tickle me whenever you want." He was greeted by a slap in the face. "Okay, next one." He approaches another woman. "If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together." She then kicks him in the crotch, "Well, third times a charm." He goes up to another one. "Hey baby, can I put my Banana Republic in your gap?" She just walked away while Raziel threw his book called '100 Greatest Pick Up Lines' on the floor. This damn thing doesn't work! I'll have to use my foolproof one." He casually walks up to a girl sitting at a table, "Do you happen to have a map, cause I keep getting lost in your eyes." And like usual, it works like a charm. The two get up and leave the club and head back to her place.
Dumah just sat at the bars with the other gays...I mean jocks! And enjoyed the football game all night.
Rahab met up with a fellow girly nerd and they discussed the laws of gravity. (It was a women you sick pervert!)
Zephon just slept on one of the tables alone and depressed, but too lazy to talk to anyone.
And of course Melchiah went out on the dance floor and busted some moves with a few lady "friends." (For the record, his form of dancing is lighting up a cigarette and turning left and right while taking a puff every three seconds. Just in case you were wondering.)
A/N: Chapter three probably won't be up until late Friday night, so you'll have to make do till then. If you can't live without finding out what's going to happen next, then I suggest you past the time by reading one of my other stories and leaving a review. Have a nice day!
~Chapter 2!
"So does everyone remember the one rule Kain gave us?" Raziel asked, though all he got in return were a bunch of blank stares from the other vampires. "The rule he gave us five minutes ago on my cell phone?" Silence. "Do any of you even know what I'm talking about?" It was so quiet you could here a pin drop. "Sigh! He told us that we couldn't go around campus biting everyone! If we need blood, he said there would be a blood bank somewhere nearby, whatever that is."
Turel's ears perked up, "Anything with the word blood in it, I like!"
"What if I were to say, hey guys, let's kill Turel and drink his blood!"
"That was cold Zephon, you hurt my feelings."
Suddenly Raziel perked up with excitement hitting his head on the car roof. "Damn it! Well...we're here...thank God."
So they started to unpack their things in their new home, unfortunately there were only three bedrooms, which meant they had to share. After three hours of intensive bickering between the siblings, they had agreed on their roomies. Dumah and Rahab would share one, (the nerd and the jock, a potent combination) Zephon and Melchiah would get another, (the bum and the goth) and last but not least, Raziel and Turel would have the third. (The pimp getting funky with the drunk!)
So after the "Fab 6" was done arranging their furniture and belongings, they sat around on the couch trying to figure out what to do, since school didn't start for a couple days. "Let's go to the bar!" Turel suggested, even though everyone knew he just wanted to get drunk and party.
Everyone agreed that it was a pretty good idea except for Melchiah. "I'm a goth, and I don't believe in conforming with the rest of you people."
They all glanced at each other before Raziel blurted out, "Grab him!" So they all packed into the car and drove to the nearest bar, from there it got a little crazy...
"Turel walked up to the bartender, "Yeah, I'll take a Bud." Trying to do the best imitation of those underage guys on TV.
"Sure, but I'll need to see some ID."
"What!? I'm over 300 years old and I need an ID?"
The bartender looked as if he was getting agitated, "Of course, we card everyone who looks like they might be under 21."
"I'm flattered by the compliment, but I would just like my beer please."
"No ID, no drink."
Turel just sighed and thought to himself. {How am I supposed to have a fun night if I can't get drunk? Think Turel, think! Wait I've got it! I'll just steal someone else's drink. Turel you sly devil you...}
Turel looked around trying to find a man who looked distracted enough so he could steal their drink. He spotted one out of the corner of his eye. "Okay, act casual and just swipe it while walking by..."
He approached the man and wrapped his taloned hand around the drink; unfortunately for him he wasn't the only one reaching for it. "Hey what do you think you're doing!? Trying to steal my drink are you? It's about time someone taught you some manners." The man took a swing at Turel but he just dodged it while grabbing him and throwing him out the window. So now it looked as if Turel could finally enjoy his night.
As for Raziel, it was a bit tougher. "Hey baby, my name might not be Elmo, but you can tickle me whenever you want." He was greeted by a slap in the face. "Okay, next one." He approaches another woman. "If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together." She then kicks him in the crotch, "Well, third times a charm." He goes up to another one. "Hey baby, can I put my Banana Republic in your gap?" She just walked away while Raziel threw his book called '100 Greatest Pick Up Lines' on the floor. This damn thing doesn't work! I'll have to use my foolproof one." He casually walks up to a girl sitting at a table, "Do you happen to have a map, cause I keep getting lost in your eyes." And like usual, it works like a charm. The two get up and leave the club and head back to her place.
Dumah just sat at the bars with the other gays...I mean jocks! And enjoyed the football game all night.
Rahab met up with a fellow girly nerd and they discussed the laws of gravity. (It was a women you sick pervert!)
Zephon just slept on one of the tables alone and depressed, but too lazy to talk to anyone.
And of course Melchiah went out on the dance floor and busted some moves with a few lady "friends." (For the record, his form of dancing is lighting up a cigarette and turning left and right while taking a puff every three seconds. Just in case you were wondering.)
A/N: Chapter three probably won't be up until late Friday night, so you'll have to make do till then. If you can't live without finding out what's going to happen next, then I suggest you past the time by reading one of my other stories and leaving a review. Have a nice day!