I was stunned to discover when Liebe woke me up with his pillow that I was actually looking forward to going to school. Normally I skipped a lot because I already knew most of what they were teaching me and it got so boring. I use to piss the hell out of my teachers because I'd only show up when there was an important exam or something and would still pass my courses with flying colors.

But this time I actually had friends at school so I was happier then usual when it came to heading off to school. I think I'll be able to bare with a few days in the place if it means seeing them.

The only downside to this day was that I had gym third period with James and Chris.

Yes, gym where people played sports all the time to stay fit and active.

I preferred art.

My mood brightened considerably however when our teacher, Mr. Luke, told us we'd be doing archery today.

I love archery and am actually quite good at it. I could do pretty well at almost any sport if I really tried at it but Liebe was always more into them then I was.

Mr. Luke led us outside to where he had lined up the targets and told us to grab the practice bows and arrows.

It was hilarious to watch everyone struggling with shooting. The best part was when Kelly realized that she was holding her bow upside down. Can you say stupid?

Chris and James caught on pretty quick with my help and did pretty well. Everyone kept shooting us envious looks because we were the only ones so far that were even hitting the target.

Mr. Luke made us all walk outside to where he had line up the targets and grab practice bows and arrows. It was funny to watch everyone else struggle and do horribly at trying to shoot the bow. Chris and James caught on pretty quick and did well but everyone kept shooting me envious glances as I kept getting good marks.

But as I pulled back the bow string to shoot the arrow suddenly snapped in half. Everyone jumped and looked at me trying to see what had happened.

"Ubel are you alright?" James asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I guess this is what happens when you buy cheap arrows."

I stiffened as a sudden sharp, sweet, tangy scent hit my nose. I knew what it was immediately and as I looked around frantically for the source of it I saw that a bit of arrow had hit Chris's wrist as it broke. He had a reasonably deep wound from it and I couldn't help but watch the blood as it trailed down his smooth.

I felt my fangs begin to grow and turned away hurriedly, pressing my lips together. This was not good.

"Chris, you should probably go see the nurse and get that cleaned up," Mr. Luke said. He glanced over at me and added, "You too Ubel."

It was only then that I noticed that the arrow had gotten me on the arm, leaving a pretty nasty cut.

Reassuring James that we would be fine, Chris and I headed for the nurse. "Sorry about you getting cut," I said.

"It's alright," Chris said. "It looks like you go the worst of it. That wounds really deep."

I looked down at my arm and shrugged. "This is nothing really," I said. "I can heal it easily."

After a quick look around to make sure no one was in the hall but Chris and me, I cut my thumb on my fangs and held it over the wound on my arm so that a few drops of blood fell into it. It closed up instantly fading away to nothing as Chris watched it stunned.

"How did you do that?" He asked.

"My blood has healing powers," I said.

"Well that's handy," Chris said. "But won't people notice the cut's gone?"

"No," I said. "I'll just grab some bandages from my locker, cover up the place where the cut use to be, and act like its still there."

"You have bandages in your locker?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I have a first aid kit in there for emergencies," I said.

"Do most of these emergencies involve Liebe?" Chris asked grinning.

"Possibly," I grinned back.

We walked on a pleasant kind of silence until Chris suddenly grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"What?" I asked. "Is something wrong."

"Not really," Chris said, shaking his head. "Just… You need blood don't you?"

I blinked at him confused. "Yeah, I'm a vampire after all," I said.

"No, that's not what I meant," Chris said. "I mean you need blood now don't you? I saw how you looked at my cut in gym. Your fangs were starting to grow. When was the last time you fed?"

"It was just a day ago," I shrugged. "No big."

Chris began to chew on his lip. He didn't talk for a very long time and I was starting to worry about him until his voice came again, soft and low..

"I want to know what its like."

"Know what what's like?" I asked.

"I want to know how James felt," Chris said.

My eyes went wide. "Chris I can't do that—" I began but he cut me off.

"Why not?" He said. "You need to feed don't you? Just drink a little bit from me."

"No way," I said. "It's not safe. What if I take too much?"

"I trust you," Chris said firmly. "So go ahead." He held his wrist up in front of me and the smell of his blood began to cloud over my senses.

"There's something you should know," I said, grabbing hold of his wrist and bringing it to my lips. "Never, ever trust a vampire."

He gasped as my fangs pierced his skin and I drank from him greedily. The last time I had a proper dose of human blood was in West Virginia and that had been ages ago.

His heart was pounding in my ears stronger then anyone else I had ever drank from. His will to live was so powerful that it was damn near overwhelming. But suddenly I felt that pounding begin to fade and I yanked back from his wrist.

Chris stumbled backwards and I caught him before he could fall into the wall. "Are you alright?" I asked anxiously. "Did I take too much?"

"No it's alright," Chris moaned softly. "I'm just a little tipsy." He gave a weak laugh but I just frowned and held him tighter as his knees buckled.

"So what was it like?" I asked bitterly. "Do you know how James felt know"

Chris winced and I felt bad for being so harsh with him. "It was strange," He whispered. "It hurt at first but then the pain melted away and…" He blushed and I eyed him curiously.

"And?" I prompted but he only responded by burrowing his face into my chest. I decided to let it drop and pulled him up into my arms.

"What are you doing?!" He demanded.

"You can't walk so I'm carrying you to my locker," I said. "I'll take care of your wound there."

"But what if someone sees us!"

"They're all in class."

Chris crossed his arms across his chest and turned away from me pouting. "You are one weird vampire," He said.

"And I love it," I grinned.