Author's note: Hey! Sorry about the wait for the this chapter. Who knew that the last couple days of school could be so tiring, (sigh) anyways... I hope you like this chapter. Sorry, again, about it not being as long as I/you hoped it would, just to warn you this chapter kind of ends at a bad place, sorry. Anyways r&r, tell me any ideas you guys have that maybe I could use for the story and whatnot, although there's no promises that I'll be using all of them. Sorry, again, about that... Man, what is up with me and saying sorry all the time, it's like...
Chapter 5
"So you were going to tell me about the organization before we, well… you know," I said taking a bite of my sandwich, then almost spitting it out because it was so nauseating.
"Yah, you're not gonna want to eat any human food for a while. Not until you have some real food anyways." He said smiling slyly, "Okay back to the real subject. The organization is called- well we like to be called- the Outsiders. Because, well, nobody pays attention to us. We help the people who nobody pays attention to, the outcasts. We try to stay invisible too, because it's a necessity to our group. We basically thrive on being invisible," he said smugly.
"And, you're not happy with that?" I asked, still trying not to revolt when eating the sandwich, not working out to well.
"Yes! They are making us, the vampires help humans. When we can be powerful ourselves. Look. Does it look like we should be invisible to you?" he asked holding out his arms, allowing me to take a look at his masculine body without being teased by him.
"No, I suppose not," I said still staring, then he raised his eyebrows in a 'really' way, I quickly averted my eyes to show that I wasn't staring that much, "but isn't it good that your helping people? It at least shows that you guys care."
He then seemed to realize what he was saying and put his arm behind his head, "Well yah, but the least they could do is ask before they take all the vampires in the school and use us as if we're charity workers. I mean, we never asked to be what we are, you know?" then he mumbled, "At least some of us never asked."
"Okay, well, who's all in this thing? How many members?" I questioned.
"Five, not counting me… or you," he paused, giving me a questioning look.
"I see," I said, giving up on the sandwich, "When's the next meeting, you know, so that way I could meet them."
"It should be-" then he broke off scowling.
"What is it?" I asked, concerned.
"Nothing, it's just- alright stop it! I'm coming, I'm coming!" he yelled, then he got up, "Come on, let's go." He said to me.
"But-"
"You won't need your lunch, now come on." He said a bit too firmly.
I hurriedly got up, before he left me. Honestly, I was kind of scared of the way he was acting, and strangely, I didn't want to disappoint him. So we left and about five minutes later, we came to the door of the journalism room.
"What are we-" but he ignored me and went into the room.
"What do you want?!" Daren yelled to somebody in the room.
"It has come to my understanding that you have turned somebody. And not only that, but the new student that has transferred here just today." A voice said, and because Daren was in front of me I couldn't see who it was. So I peered from behind him, afraid of what I might see, but what I saw didn't scare me at all. Because who I saw in front of me shocked me more than terrify me.
"Y-you! You were the guy I saw earlier! The one who helped me with directions to my class." I stammered, and the guy with the dazzling smile, well, smiled.
"I'm surprised you still remember me, considering that, usually, a person forgets the few brief moments they've had before they turn into a vampire." He said smiling sadly.