four

Amelia

It was a week since my encounter with the hot frat guy. He hadn't told me his name, and yet somehow, his face -- the whole of him had been imprinted in my head.

Tall, tan, shaggy blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen with a body that was fit only for a god. He was the first man to kiss me, to touch me and also the first man to threaten my life.

I shivered only thinking about the fact that he could hear every sound around me. How many people was he listening to right now? How many people had he threatened.... or was he only angry with nineteen year old vampires who had the misfortune to come to his school?

Even as I asked those questions silently in my head, I knew the answer. He hated vampires and didn't think anything of killing one, I wondered why I was still alive.

I took off my clothes and tied a towel around my chest, wondering if he could hear the fabric of my dress as I lifted it above me head -- if he could tell what the sound was. Thinking about that alone brought the blood rushing to my face and I wondered why my body reacted to even the thought of him the way it did.

I wanted to hate him, he had found a way to turn my college experience, the one thing I wanted to do for myself into a nightmare yet, only thinking about him made my heart race and anytime anyone mentioned the frat party of last week, I was suddenly breathless.

'' You're thinking about him now aren't you?''

I turned sharply, surprised. ''Thinking about who?''

Clarrisa shrugged and kept filling her nail. ''The guy you met at the frat party last week.''

I started wondering if one of the weaknesses of vampires was the fact that anyone could see into their minds. ''How do you know I --''

''Because of the way you're acting!'' She said as she started applying nail hardner. ''Its so obvious. After you came back from the party, you've been acting all strange. Blushing when anybody mentions the frat party -- which by the way was so chill, people are going to be talking about it in a long time. Sometimes, you'd be doing something and you'd just stop and start starring into space, blushing uncontrollably. -- It's a bit weird but I'll forgive you if the sex was that good.''

''The... It.'' I cleared my throat and started again, wondering how I had learned to stutter in less than a week. ''It was great.''

''Good!'' She exclaimed, clapping her hands sacarsticaly. ''Now was that so difficult to say? -- 'It was good.'' She smiled now, a cold calculated smile. ''Tell me about him.''

I shook my head. ''There's nothing to tell --''

''There is if you're going to keep starring into space and blushing like the revenge of killer tomato.'' For a moment, something that looked suspiciously like pity flickered through her eyes then they turned cool and calculating again. ''Tell me about him!''

I shook my head. I was still Amelia Rhinehart, the vampire princess. I refused to allow some regular girl command me -- irregular guys with blond hair and blue eyes were another thing.

''Like I said, there's nothing to tell.'' I said trying my best to look regal.

''Whatever!'' She said, dismissing me and my small victory. ''Just know I was only trying to help. It gets easier when you talk about it.''

She was reaching for a cherry red cutex when I closed the door behind me as I headed for the shower. Something flew into my eye and I tried to rub it out, not really seeing where I was going when I bumped into someone.

Percy

I was doing the walk of shame today after spending the night with a cute redhead -- I was starting to have a thing for red heads. I had a class to tutor this morning, it was something I liked to do, help young freshmen who were finding things very difficult in their first semester at college. The fact that I slept with almost half of the girls I tutored only made things more interesting, I wasn't a lecturer after all, only a student doing one for the house.

I headed to the shower -- the fact that I was doing the walk of shame this morning did not mean I was going to walk back to my room without taking a shower. I turned into the corridor and saw her.

She wrapped a baige coloured towel around her chest but hadn't bothered to tie one around her head and her long dark curls swished about behind her as she walked.

My body recognized her immediately but she had her back to me, I couldn't tell if she was one of the girls I had fucked.

She started rubbing her eyes like something had just entered it and she kept backtracking, I was about to tell her to watch out when she crashed into me and I had to admit, she didn't feel bad at all.

'' I'm so sorry!'' she said immediately whirling around in my arms and then disappointment hit me like a sucker punch. It was the same vampire chick from the party last week. Her eyes went wide with fear as soon as she recognized me and there was a flicker of something else.

I pushed her roughly away from me and tried to remember she wasn't human when the force of the shove made her stumble and fall. I didn't hit girls -- she wasn't a girl. She was some ancient creature that had lived over a thousand years who actually had humans for breakfast.

She stood slowly, flicking her hair that had tumbled all over her face off. ''Where I come from, it is wrong to hit a lady.''

That actually made me to laugh. '' You're not a lady Amelia Rhinehart, you're not even human. Is it okay to murder people in their sleep where you come from?'' I asked and she immediately dropped her gaze. ''I thought so too.''

She turned around quickly and started for the bathroom. '' I'm sorry I bumped into you, I'll just be leaving now.'' She said over her shoulder.

''Not so fast Amelia!''

She paused then turned around again. For a moment, her eyes looked so desolate and hopeless and I almost felt sorry for her then they became cool again, her shoulders straight and her head tilted a bit high like the vampire royalty she was. I remembered seeing my little brother's corpse dead and dried out, and Valerie....

'' There are somethings we need to talk about --''

''What'' She snapped. ''like with me tying a towel and you naked except for that.'' She pointed at the towel I tied around my waist. ''I guess these 'things' we needed to talk about could have waited if I hadn't bumped into you--''

''And yet you did!''

She swallowed, looking vulnerable and lost and I had to hold myself back from comforting her by reminding myself who she really was. Then she tilted her chin higher again and the moment passed. What I felt for her now had little to do with protection and more along the lines of what we had been doing at the party. I knew she was a vampire and that alone disgusted me but I had to admit she had a pretty face and her body....

She stepped forward, first timidly then she started growing bold which each step. When she reached me, she raised a finger and gently traced the muscles on my chest. She must have had a lifetime... or a thousand lifetimes practicing because she was good.

She came even closer, pressing her soft curves into the hard lines of my body. ''Would you let me go after I have let you kiss me.''

I laughed then spurn her around, startling her as I pressed her back against the wall. '' I'll do a lot more than just kiss you vampire.'' I whispered into her ear, pressing my body against her's and hearing her moan. ''But I wouldn't do it here.''

I stepped away from her but she still remained like that, her back spattered against the wall, her dark hair fanned out behind her and her breath coming out in ragged gasps.

'' The cafeteria this evening by ten, at table five by the window. Be there.'' I told her as I turned and headed for the bathroom once again, without a backward glance.

''I don't even know your name.'' She called out from behind me and I nodded, still walking.

''Good. Then let's keep it that way -- and in case you were wondering, the thing in the cafeteria by ten-- it's not a date.''

''I never thought it was.'' She answered and if she were not a vampire, I could have sworn she was lying.

Amelia

I turned and went back into my room, refusing to go into the bathroom while he was still inside, even though there was the male section and the female section, I half believed that by some silly coincidence, I might find myself in the male section or he in the side for females.

The truth is that I actually wanted that to happen, I wanted to feel his body against mine again, his lips assaulting my mouth -- but I wanted to know how it felt when he did it gently, like I was some priced possession he didn't want to loose -- when he did it without the disgust in his eyes.

I could still remember his mouth on my ear as he gave me lessons on how to kiss properly while his fingers had been performing some kind of magic on me, setting my body on fire.

He hadn't been disgusted then, only mildly amused until..... If only my fangs had not chosen that moment to come out.. I wondered if he thought I had wanted to drain him, in the midst of having sex like Helen and Juliet always boasted of doing -- I didn't think he would be happy to think about that.

I sighed and entered my room again. There was no point thinking about what- ifs and things that never happened.

''You don't look like someone that has just taken a shower.'' Clarrisa said looking at me through the mirror as she sat in front of it and did her make up.

I shrugged. ''I haven't taken a shower yet.''

She looked at me oddly and not for the first time, I wondered what was going through her mind ''I heard moaning in the corridor -- was that you?''

I choked on my own saliva, coughing helplessly while she sat patiently, waiting, all the while, watching me through the mirror, a cool eyebrow raised.

''I... I was ...''

''Just know that if I heard it, others did too. You are a public figure Amelia, daughter of the richest man in Los Angeles. You don't want to get slut shamed do you?''

''I ... I what .. I'' I stammered half wondering how I had officially turned myself into a stutterer.

Clarrisa raised her hands palm up. ''Look I'm not saying you shouldn't have sex, what's college anyway without good mind blowing sex. All I'm saying is that when you want some then get some behind closed doors not in some dark room at a frat party or against the wall of the corridor in your dorm, tying a towel for easy access and pretending you wanted to take a shower.''

My jaw dropped open. ''Pretending! Why would I pretend to want to take a shower when I didn't want one.''

''Exactly. Why!'' She said, getting up and walking over to her selection of shoes.

''Clarrisa I didn't pretend! I wanted to take a shower.''

She chose a silver lace up sandal. ''Then why didn't you -- take a shower?''

I shrugged trying in vain not to blush. ''Because he was in the bathroom.''

She paused a bit half way through tying the second pair of the sandal. ''Fine. I believe you. You seem more inexperienced than I would have thought you'd be anyway. -- I guess rich only-girls do get locked in their tower room don't they?''

She gave me what seemed the first genuine smile I had ever seen on her before. ''Take care now. I have a study date with Percy, he's the hottest guy in this school.'' Then she walked off and even though she wasn't wearing heels, she still had a bounce in her steps.