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Modern Vampirism (Rosita &Zprimal)

Zprimal

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"For some time now, Vampires have been living as a minority under the vastly superior human race. Time was not on our side. Over time, your technology developed and we, a much more superstitious race had gone into a decline."

"So... do you drink human blood?"

"Oh goodness gracious! No. No, we don't. Well, at least the most of us don't. We have found substitutes over time. Doing so had granted us immunity to sunlight, garlic and most of the stuff Vampires were rumoured to be weak against. In exchange, our livespans shortened, I think it's similar to the maximum human ageing, from sixty to eighty. We don't keep in contact you see, so there is no specific rate. We still can regenerate from injuries though."

"So, how is life living in human society?"

"You say it like we are aliens. We were born and brought up the same way you were, just that our diets are different. We have to make sure our teeth are filed and look normal. It's a troublesome life to live, you're scared others find out and some paranoid freak comes out and tries to fatally wound you or screw up what is remaining of your life. Yeah, it's pretty bad."

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The radio stations changed as the teams swapped. "Really? A gossip station about vampires?" Adam took a draft of water bottle, "They don't exist!"

"I think you just angered the twilight fan base. They're probably gonna fill your bag with glitter." Laughed someone from the other team. The whistle sounded from an annoyed teacher, dictating that everyone should stop dawdling.

"If they can't prove me wrong, they man resort to such methods," he wiped the sweat of his forehead. Seriously, vampires? Wasn't the hype over? He took a sit on the lower benches and was watching the game until some girl took a seat beside him. Uncomfortably close. He shifted some inches away and went back to watching the game. There was so much extra space and this girl went to sit beside him on purpose.
 
Further up in the stands, Roslyn rolled her eyes at the blond girls behavior. She knows exactly what the blond bitch is up to, and to be truthful she wouldn't mind a little of it herself. After all, it's not often that Roslyn can get out and about herself. Still, Ashley would take it as far as she can with this poor guy. And man, is she laying on the charm down there...

Ashley gave him a close lipped smile, carefully paying attention to the fact that he had moved away. It serves to tickle her predator instincts, something that not even artifical blood can curtail. "So what do you think of the point guard," she asks in a harmless way, starting the process of getting close to her intended prey. Some vampirical traits can't be gotten rid of, such as their hypnotic charm.
 
"He really wants to score." Adam wiped the sweat out of his eyes, already feeling slightly annoyed. This girl, he forgot her name again, had kept following him around the school for some time now. While he had gave clear signs to others and the girl herself that he was not interested in pursuing a relationship with them, only she kept on tailing him. All he needed was a little push and he would be on his feet, greatly increasing the distance between such that she would stop bothering him. He was not about to ask her why she followed him around or why she would not get lost. He was not.

He placed his towel and bottle in the space between them and leaned forward, with the appearance to be thoroughly interested in the game. This was stupid, he should just get up and leave. If she follows he would have a good reason to be able to tell her to go away in a secluded location, just in case others thought he was a jerk.
 
Roslyn caught the predatory glint in Ashley's eyes and could guess what would happen after school ends. Getting up for her spot Roslyn quickly made her way down to their spot. She sat beside Adam on his free side before leaning over to give Ashley a mock smile. "I'm surprised to see you here. Last I heard your daddy wasn't to pleased with your after school activities."

Ashley wanted to hiss. Why did the spoiled little brat have to ruin her fun? Roslyn always gets what she wants, why couldn't she just let someone else do too? She huffed as she got up from her seat, her fun ruined. Roslyn watched her walk away with a blank look on her face. When she goes out of sight, Roslyn smirked herself. "Maybe she'll go chasing someone else now," she says as props her feet up on the bench in front of her.
 
Adam stayed as he was as another girl came and started talking across him. Surprisingly, the first girl left, without so much of a fight. He turned his head, glancing at the new girl beside him, she mentioned after-school activities; what was she talking about that could make the other person leave?

Once he heard her last sentence as she propped up her feet on the bench in front. "You say it as though you are looking to speak to me." He stated flatly, he angled his head slightly towards her. Once again, this girl, he did not remember her name, and worst, could not recall her existence in class. "Who are you again?" He asked.
 
Roslyn shrugged nonchantely. "It got rid of her didn't it? Ashley can be a bit stubborn." If he would look up, he would see one sexy young woman. Extending her legs in front of her just draw more attention to the long toned appendages wrapped up in dark blue denim. "I'm Roslyn DiSanto. I have Chem 2 with you during fourth period," she says dryly. "I transferred in at the beginning of the semester."
 
"Ah. I was wondering if you were new." He looked to her. While Ashely was average looking, this young lady would probably demolish any competition whatsoever. He turned back to the game briefly as someone scored, "I'm Adam Landy." Something strange, she noticed that they were in the same class but why? He rolled his head as he thought about it, or was she one of those students who memorised everything and anything? He turned to face her, "You getting familiar with the campus? Or are you still needing help to get to classes?"
 
"Nice to meet you Adam." Roslyn pondered sticking her hand out for him to shake for a second and then decided against it. She looked passively at him. "Yea, I'm getting around fine. Campus isn't all that hard to figure out. The layout is pretty simple.' She had this conversation with a few guys offering to escort her to class because of her looks. She had turned down all of them so far.
 
"Hm. That's good." He decided not to speak with her too much just yet as they had just met. "Just don't get lost and don't get caught. Discipline is pretty strict. They fine you for bringing food out of the canteen." The whistle sounded for the last time and the participating players began to pack up.

"So I'll see you later." He got up, wiping his face again with the towel and collecting his water bottle before leaving for the showers. A girl like her would probably be popular for her looks, perhaps more so than himself now that he had turned down several confessions bluntly.
 
Roslyn nodded and got up to head for her next class, which happens to be Chem 2, the class that she shares with Adam. She leans on her elbows and watches the clock until the time class is supposed to start. Of course her lab partner doesn't bother to show up. Of course, she can always do today's experiment on her own, but it's just easier to have a second person to help do the work. Roslyn raised her hand with a sigh and brought attention to her plight from the teacher.

Mr. Straty looked around the pairs of students carefully. Who could he stick her with? "I'll have you work with Adam and Luke today Roslyn. You can complete the after assignment with them as well." Roslyn nodded and picked up her stuff to move over their area.

Luke grinned, clearly pleased with this arrangement. "Maybe today won't go so bad after all," he says giving Adam a nudge on the arm. Clearly he's in the camp that thinks her quite pretty.
 
Adam had left the showers, his dirtied clothes seal away in a ziplock bag to keep the moisture away from his study materials and notes. He donned a grey jacket to keep the chill out. Inside the lab, he took his place beside Luke, already forgetting that Roslyn had said she was part of this class. He was just beginning to take out his study material when Mr Straty started talking, he turned to the and heard the instructions given to Roslyn. He shrugged simply, an extra pair of hands helping out would make things easier and he certainly had no problems with that. His attention then turned to Luke who had nudged him, "With the amount of guys chasing her, I would say don't bother. You may just end up as public enemy number one."

He moved slightly to allow Roslyn some space to sit, such that he was sitting between the two of them. Once again, his head reacted positively to seeing her, but he simply asked, "Where did your partner go?" Certainly, unless she showed any form of interest in him, he would just treat her normally.
 
Luke shrugged. "You never know. I've heard some of the guys say they that get the loner vibe from her." He smiled and waved hi as she came to sit at the table. Roslyn gave him a medicore wave before taking her seat, her stuff hitting the table with a dull thud. She hung her bag on the hook on underside of the table.

"She didn''t bother with showing up." From her tone of voice he could probably tell that she isn't surprised by this. She set about getting the needed flasks and other equipment out for the experiment.

Luke couldn't help but watch her movements, how graceful and refined they are. A quick side glance from Roslyn got him moving again.
 
"Let's get to work shall we?" Adam said pointedly as he too started adding distilled water to the required test tubes. "I guess it must be difficult for you then," He said nonchalantly as he reread the instructions of what was needed for the practical. He set up the burner and checked if the gas was on before straightening up. "Someone left a broken boiler test tube here." He stated as he plucked it out from the basket. The bottom was cleanly cut out, like a lens removed; someone must have decided to heat up the base of the tube and wash it immediately after.

"Luke. Try not to space out," He said, amused at how his friend reacted towards Roslyn, "There is plenty of work to be done."
 
"That's lovely," Roslyn responded dryly as he removed the broken tube from the basket. She started preparing for the next couple steps of the experiment.

"But spacing out is what I do best," the blond haired by said with a smile. Regardless he looked over the instructions and started to help out as well.
 
It was one of those lessons where you had to wait for the liquid to boil and get the results from it. "The flask seems a bit unstable." Adam warned as he watched the blue liquid heat up, not that he had anything to help keep it from wobbling. The metal gauze below the flask was curved upwards but the apparatus was already under heat for some time. He scribbled down some words from what he observed from another experiment running parallel with the one in front of him.

"What were you doing at the court earlier?" He turned to Roslyn, tapping his pen habitually on the paper before him.
 
"Just hanging about and watching the game," Roslyn shrugged as she watched the experiment as well. She can't wait to move onto the next class and hopefully do something more exciting then watching things change from one state of matter to another.
 
"I guess that would also work. I thought you were on some kind of medical condition as you look quite pale." Adam said as he noted the change in the color of the liquid and appended that into his observation, glancing down to scribble the few lines onto the paper. One more lesson after this and he was free for the rest of the day.

The bell rang and the class bustled about, packing up and moving off to their next venues. Just as he stepped outside, he was sure he could feel someone watching him, but he shrugged if off after a backward glance.
 
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