VSS Part 3

21 Jan
            “Uh, Claire?”
            “There’s a boy throwing rocks at our window.” Claire laughed and walked toward the window.
            “And why should that concern me?”
            “Because he is quite handsome.” Claire peeked through the curtains and saw that it was Van. Surprised, she took in her breath and shut the curtains tightly. Her roommate raised her eyebrows. “You know this guy?”
            “Yeah. We’re going on a date Friday.”
            “Really? Well, don’t you think you should see what he wants?” Her roommate smiled at her. Then Claire opened the curtains and the window and leaned out.
            “What are you doing?” Van shrugged his shoulders.
            “Come out here.”
            “What? It’s after midnight! You’re crazy!” Van smiled crookedly and her heart melted inside her chest. “Okay. Give me a minute.” She shut the window and grabbed a light jacket as she pulled her tennis shoes on. She ran out the door as her roommate yelled after her, “I’m not waiting up for you!”
            Claire ran outside and nearly ran into Van. He smiled down at her.
            “I’m here.” He grinned and breathed in deeply.
            “You smell good.”
            “Oh, well, I just had a shower.” Claire smiled back at him. “So what did you want?”
            “Follow me.” Van started walking away from the dorm building. They passed through the campus grounds and out of the campus’ lights. They entered a park that was completely black. Claire looked around, barely able to see anything.
            “It’s so dark.” She looked around in the darkness until she looked up at the night sky. Millions of stars sprinkled the black sky like fireflies. She was in awe as she slowly twirled around, her head looking up at the glittering gems. She smiled and looked at Van. “This is beautiful!” Van, his hands in his pockets, walked closer to her.
            “I thought so too.” She looked back up just staring. Van laughed. “You’re going to strain your neck. Here, let’s lie on the grass.” Van laid on the spongy grass, with his hands behind his head. She laid next to him and looked around.
            “It’s kinda scary when it’s this dark.” Van looked at her and brought his hands out from behind his head. He stroked one of her cheeks.
            “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” She looked at Van and grinned. “Your eyes are simply stunning.” Claire blushed and looked away from his eyes. She shivered as a gust of wind blew by. “Are you cold? Here.” He scooted closer to her and wrapped an arm behind her neck, so that her head rested on his shoulder. Van breathed in and sighed. “You do smell amazing.” Claire looked back into his deep eyes, blushing again. They were so close. Van leaned in closer as his hands grazed her cheek. Their lips were about to touch when a light shone on them. It nearly blinded Claire as Van jumped up and defensively crouched in front of Claire, slightly growling.
            “Hey, you kids! The park’s closed after dark!” Van straightened up as the police officer walked toward them.
            “I’m sorry, officer. We were just admiring the night sky.”
            “That’s alright, but you’ll have to leave. That’s the rules.” Van nodded and they started walking out of the park. The officer watched them until they left the park. After a period of awkward silence, Claire started laughing. Van looked at her as they walked.
            “What’s so funny?”
            “You.” She smiled up at him and Van rose an eyebrow. “Were you going to pounce on him to protect me?” She started laughing again.
            “It seemed like a good idea at the time,” he muttered. Claire kept laughing until she saw that he wasn’t.
            “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be laughing at you.” She looked up at him. “You’re not mad, are you?”
            “You look upset. What’s wrong?”
            “I just…nevermind.” Claire stopped him.
            “No. Tell me.”
            “I hated that we were interrupted, that’s all.”
            “Oh. Well, that’s understandable.” They continued walking until they were back at Claire’s dorm. “This is my stop.” She smiled, but saw that Van was still disturbed. “Thanks for tonight. We still on for Friday?” Van nodded. “Okay.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “Night!” Then she ran inside the building, leaving Van standing there, dumbfounded. Then he smiled and headed back to his dorm.
            Korbin was watching a football game as Van dressed for his date. Van held two shirts in his hand. He turned to Korbin.
            “Which one?” Korbin glanced over and then back at the television.
            “The blue one.” Van slid the blue shirt on and started buttoning it.
            “Who’s playing?”
            “Steelers and Titans.”
            “Who’s winning?”
            “Steelers. 14-0.” Silence. “Ever wonder if some of them are vampires?” Van shrugged.
            “Never really thought about it.”
            “It makes me wonder. Some of these guys are just way too good.” The halftime announcers came on and Korbin turned his attention to his brother, who put on a black jacket. “Where are you taking her tonight?”
            “Dinner at a nice restaurant and a walk around the city. Where’s Nyx?”
            “She had a study group. We’re doing something later tonight.” Korbin stood up and fixed Van’s collar. “Look, Van, you’re my little brother so I have to look out for you, okay? I know it sounds like lecturing, but I just don’t want anything to happen to you.” He put a hand on his shoulder. “You understand, right?”
            “Yeah and I appreciate it, Korb. I know you’re just looking out for my best interests, but I can’t help who I fall in love with. You were just lucky your soulmate was another vampire.”
            “Just do me a favor, okay? Let me know when it gets really serious with you and this girl. And, if you ever need help with your control, just call me.”
            “Okay. Thanks.”
            “No problem.”
            Claire turned to her roommate and held up two dresses.
            “Which one?”
            “Depends. Do you want to sleep with him or just kiss him?”
            “What kind of girl do you think I am?”
            “Okay, then go with the black one.”
            “Not the red one?”
            “Not if you want to leave this room. He’d jump all over you in the red one.” Claire rolled her eyes. “I’ve seen you in those dresses. Whether you think so or not, you are gorgeous.” Claire slipped into the black cocktail dress and examined herself in the mirror.  “Let me do your hair.” Claire smiled as her roommate did her hair and she finished her makeup. “There.”
            “Where did you ever learn to do hair?”
            “My sister. She went to school for hair and nails.” Claire looked at herself in the mirror one more time. Her hair was pulled up with wavy locks hanging down around her face. Then she turned around and looked at her roommate.
            “How do I look?”
            “You’re gonna kill him.”
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