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Love that Vampire |
| Written by stephanie k | |
| Wednesday, 19 March 2008 | |
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Share it:      Molly giggled yet again. “Who wears a tux to school?” She laughed. I had laughed at her jokes for the first three times, but now it was getting old. She was talking about Austin, an extremely good-looking boy, who wore a tuxedo to school every day. As far as I knew, he had no family except his rich parents, whom nobody at school had met. The only reason I ever laughed at him was because Molly was my best friend, and she mattered more to me than a crush. “I don’t know, Molly,” I said wearily. “Go talk to him!” She said suddenly. “What?” “Just see what he says, you know about the tux, and all. Go on!” She urged. “No way!” I was much too taken by him to string two words together when he was near. Unfortunately, Molly pushed me forward, until I crashed into him. He turned his soft eyes on me. I opened my mouth, but, as usual, I could not speak. “Forgive me,” He said quietly. “I did not realize you were behind me.” He left me standing there, bending my knees awkwardly on the spot. Molly came up to me, sniggering. “Nice going, genius!” She said gleefully. “Shut up, Molly!” I snapped. We walked to Bio together, her still laughing. Stupid, stupid, stupid idiot! Why couldn’t just talk to the guy? I silently cursed myself again and again. “Kat?” Molly asked. “Hmmm?” “I just said, I’m going to try and talk to him, okay? Pay attention for once!” “Oh, well, I don’t think you should. He’s…..creepy.” The truth was, I didn’t want any girl ear him, just in case. “I think I’ll survive, Kat.” Molly said dryly. She sped up to Austin, holding back more laughter. I clenched my fists tightly as I listened. “So, what’s with the tux?” She asked him. “I don’t know,” He murmured, so low that I had to strain my ears to hear. “What class do you have next?” “Algebra.” “Oh, that’s too bad, I have Bio.” “After 44 days, I might’ve thought a person would’ve learned their schedule.” He muttered, mostly to himself. “Whatever, bye the, Austin!” She shrieked. “Good-bye,” He said when she had left to catch up to me. Was I imagining, or did he have a hungry look in his eyes? Oh no, he liked her! “Why did you have to do that?” I grumbled, “He barely even talked to you!” She studied me, a knowing look in her eyes. “You want him!” She announced. I looked down, my face red. “Oh my gosh! You like him, I know it! Admit it!” “I like him, okay? Just because he’s cute!” I lied. “Wow, I never thought you, of all people, would fall for Austin! He’s all right,” She added for my sake. I smiled. Once she learned she had offended me, Molly would pretend that she had never said cruel words. “Ask him out!” Molly said gleefully. “No!” I said strongly. But, for the second time that day, she pushed me, back this time, so that I could talk to Austin. “Did your friend send you back here to find out why I wear a tux?” He said angrily before I could talk. “N-no,” I stammered. He looked at me closely, not unlike Molly had, but this time, I felt as though my mind was being studied as well. “I-I am g-going t-to skip Bio today,” I decided, “would you like to go to that restaurant across the street with m-me?” “I hadn’t planned to cut Algebra today.” “But they have good food!” I protested. “I am not hungry…for food.” I raised an eyebrow. “What else is there?” He grinned at me mysteriously. I shivered. “However,” He continued, “I will go with you to the restaurant, even though I won’t eat.” A thrill of fear and excitement ran through my body. “Okay, let’s go, then!” I said, too loudly. “Yes, let’s.” he agreed. Molly winked at me when his back was turned. The restaurant was very cozy, with its vinyl booths and classical music. I had always wondered why they were fool enough to put a whole chain of stores and restaurants near a high school. The waitress took my order of a chicken salad, while he ordered nothing, as he had said. “Do you mind if I do ask you why you wear the tux?” I asked. “No.” “Well,” I had expected him to answer, “Why, then?” “Because that is what my, ah, family bought me.” He answered. Austin had a secret, I knew it, the same way Molly knew I liked him. “Tell me about your family,” I begged, trying to uncover it. He shrugged. “It’s just me and my parents. Nothing out of the ordinary.” “Do you…” I wanted to ask, Do you want to tell me something?, but I asked, “Do you like me?” He considered this. “No, not really..” He let me down quickly. I was crushed. Exactly why had he let me take him here then? “So, what are you hungry for?” I asked, trying not to cry. “I have to go!” He stood up quickly and left swiftly. I did cry, while the waitress waited politely until I was done, before asking me if I wanted my check now. Then I remembered I had no money. “Uh, yeah, but can you get me another soda first?” I asked. “Of course.” She said. As soon as she was gone, I fled to the girls’ bathroom at school. Molly figured out where I was, and came in to comfort me. “Let’s tepee his house tonight!” She said triumphantly. “No!” I argued. Something was not right about Austin, that I was sure of. “You still like him?” Molly said incredulously. “No, I do not!” I said indignantly, “I just think…that he has issues, is all. Unstable.” “Oh.” She said sadly. “Come on, we can’t miss Algebra again.” I said, checking my watch. Then, a few tears leaked out. Algebra reminded me of Austin. I fell asleep to the strangest dream I’d ever had. Austin was chasing Molly around a tree. His eyes were red, his teeth were bared, they were fangs! I screamed, begging to wake up. “NO!” He yelled, seeing me. He left Molly to run after me. I was shrieking, he was snarling, Molly was hurling something after me. There was blood on his shirt, I realized. And that was when I came to my conclusion, that crazy notion that had been inside me forever. Austin was a vampire. And he was not safe. “Katie!” Molly yelled. She threw me a piece of wood, sharp at one end. “Kill him!” She yelled over and over again. I sat up in bed, panting. This was not normal! That was no dream, I knew. I stood up and gasped. Whatever Molly had thrown to me, was on my dresser. And I knew what I had to do. I had some image of where Austin lived planted in my brain.
It could’ve been a long time, or only a few seconds, I do not recall the journey to his house. What I saw took most of my memory of that night. I stared in shock and dismay, when I realized that the stock-still white shape was Molly, lying on his lawn, with him standing over her. “No!” I howled. Not my best friend. I had liked Austin so much, but now, I clutched the piece of wood, knowing what it was now. A stake. “You!” He hissed. “Me!” I breathed back menacingly. He lunged, teeth bared, as they had been in the dream. I braced myself, drawing my wooden stake. I felt his icy hands grasp my shoulders. It happened so fast that I couldn’t see, for the blurring in my eyes. The last thing I saw was Austin fall to the ground, stake in his chest. His last words were, “Forgive me.” The light died from his amber eyes. I might’ve gotten away, but there were shapes emerging all around me, hissing, calling out in grief, snarling at me. Austin’s family would join in the hunt tonight. I pressed my fingers into my ears, so I would not hear the pounding of their feet on the silvery grass, lightened by the moon. I took a deep breath, my last one, and took my last look at the cruel Earth before I felt the sting at my neck. Darkness closed in on me. The end had come for me, all because of one day’s worth of foolish decision. By, Stephanie K.
Copyright 2008 stephanie k |
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