Was it in him? The power to draw her here from her place of safety? Could vampires do that?
So many questions. No one had ever said high school would be like this.
“You came back.” There he was. His pale skin. His dark eyes. It made sense now. He made sense. How a college senior could have such poise. Be so self assured.
“What I saw last night…” She faltered “You, er,.. you are a…”
“Vampire?” He said. She felt foolish even saying it, but the word from his lips sounded almost… normal. “Yes,” he said
“I am faster, stronger, more agile than any Olympian. I am eternal. I don’t age, don’t breathe, don’t eat. I have walked this earth now for some forty eight years, and I am a vampire.”
“Er sorry, what? 48!?!”