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Posted by on October 6, 2013 in Unknown to this World

 

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VSS Part 6

               Over the next two weeks, Claire and Van were busy with schoolwork, but they tried to see each other at least once during the week. They sometimes even studied together in the library.
               The library was quiet as everyone leaned over their textbooks. Claire looked up from her anatomy book and saw Van staring at her.
               “Why do you keep looking at me?”
               “I enjoy watching you study.”
               “Why?”
               “Your forehead crinkles when you concentrate.” Claire blushed and looked down. “It’s cute.”
               “You’re going to make me self-conscious when I study now.”
               “Nonsense. Just don’t look up.” Van smirked and Claire hit him with her book playfully. They both laughed. Van moved to the chair next to her. “There. Now I can’t look at you as easily.”
               “Still won’t stop you.”
               “Do you want me to stop?” Claire bit her lip as she smiled and looked down at her book.
               “No.” Van leaned in close to her ear. She could feel his hot breath on her skin.
               “Claire, will you be my girl?” Claire held her breath as her heart thumped hard in her chest and butterflies swarmed her stomach. She couldn’t think but just nodded yes. Van smiled and kissed her cheek.
 
               “You’re in a hurry.” Van threw his shirt on. “You seein’ Claire?”
               “Yeah.” Van grabbed a belt and put it on, getting ready to walk out the door.
               “Van.” Van stopped and looked at his brother. “Can we talk?”
               “Can’t it wait?”
               “Don’t have time for your brother anymore?” Van shut the door and turned around toward Korbin. “How long have you been seeing Claire now?”
               “Korbin. What’s on your mind?”
               “Van, I just want you to be careful, that’s all.”
              “Korbin.” Korbin held up his hand, silencing Van.
              “Hear me out. I trust you, I do. I know you will make the right decisions and I know you have Claire’s best interests in mind, but you’re my family, Van. My only family. I just don’t want anything to happen to you.” Van looked at his brother.
              “What do you think is going to happen, Korb?”
              “I don’t know, but someone is bound to be hurt, either physically or emotionally.”
              “Look, I like Claire…a lot. I don’t know what I’m going to do, but for the first time since mom and dad’s death, I’m happy and I’m living life.”
             “Just be careful, okay?”
             “I will. I promise.” Van then left to go meet Claire.
 
            “How were classes this week?” Van and Claire were walking through the parks during a cloudy day.
            “They were okay. Anatomy is challenging and the professor is boring. Yours?”
            “I had trouble concentrating. I couldn’t stop thinking of you.” Claire blushed and smiled. They were holding hands. The breeze whipped around them and they could feel autumn approaching. “What do you want to do today? We have all weekend.”
            “Well, I will have to do homework sometime, but for now, I don’t know. What do you want to do?”
            “Nope. I asked you first.” Van smiled.
            “Not fair.” Claire thought for a minute. “I like what we’re doing right now. I love being outside. It’s so much more free and relaxing and natural.” They kept walking, listening to the birds and wind. “Do you ever look up at the trees and wonder what they’ve seen?” They stopped walking and looked up at a huge white oak tree.
            “I never really thought about it.”
            “Really? You probably think I’m weird.”
            “No. Tell me.”
            “Well, I just think it’s amazing that these trees are hundreds of years old, and they continue to grow. We only live to about eighty years. They live for hundreds. It’s remarkable.”
            “I suppose it is.” They looked up at the tree some more. Then Van turned and grabbed her around the waist and twirled her in a circle. Their foreheads were touching when they stopped spinning.
            “How is this real?”
            “I don’t know.” Van kissed the tip of her nose. “Claire, I never want to be without you.” She smiled.
            “I’ll be a busy girl in med school.” Van’s smile faltered a little.
            “I’m a patient guy.” They started walking again, hand in hand. They heard footsteps approach them from behind and turned to see Korbin and Nyx walking toward them.
            “Hey.” Van looked at Korbin. “Nyx and I are going out tonight and wanted to know if you two would like to join us.” Claire smiled.
            “Like a double date?”
            “Yeah.”
            “That would be great!” Korbin looked at his brother.
            “Yeah sure, sounds fun.” Korbin smiled and draped his arm around Nyx before leaving them. 

 

 
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Posted by on February 2, 2013 in Vampire Short Story, Writing

 

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VSS Part 4

            Van picked Claire up in his car, which was a black Nissan Maxima. Claire slid into the passenger seat.
            “Nice car! Is it new?”
            “Yeah. It was gift from my parents before coming to college.”
            “Are they rich?” Van laughed.
            “Kinda.” They started toward the highway. “We’re going to the city.”
            “Really?” Van saw the excitement in her eyes.
            “I love the city. It’s beautiful at night. By the way, you look fantastic.” Claire blushed.
            “You don’t look half bad yourself.” Van could smell the perfume and soap on her body, but that didn’t cover up the scent of her blood. He took a deep breath, wishing he could taste her, but opened the windows a little instead. “Hot?”
            “It’s just stuffy in here. Do you mind?”
            “Not at all. So…tell me about your brother.”
            “Korbin? What do you want to know?”
            “He’s older, right? What level is he?”
            “He’s a freshman, like us.”
            “How old is he?”
            “Twenty-three.”
            “Oh. Why did he wait to go to college?”
            “He waited for me to graduate high school. We wanted to go at the same time. We’re pretty close.” Claire smiled to herself. “What are you smiling about?”
            “Oh, nothing.”
            “What?”
            “That’s just cute, that’s all.”
            “Cute?” Van raised his eyebrows at the word.
            “Yeah. You guys are really close. I know brothers who don’t even speak to each other. It’s nice.”
            “Oh.” Van shrugged his shoulders. “We’ve always been close. We do most things together, so it just seemed logical to start college together. Do you have any siblings?”
            “Yeah. I have a fourteen-year-old sister.”
            “Is she a lot like you?”
            “No.” Claire laughed. “She is the exact opposite of me. She has a temper and is boy crazy. She’s a hard-worker, but lacks motivation sometimes. She’s a handful, but I love her. We’re pretty close. It’s hard being so far away from her.”
            “Where’s home?”
            “Ohio. Where’s home for you?”
            “Tennessee. What are your parents like?”
            “They’re the best parents. They aren’t very strict. They’re fair, and they support me in all of my decisions.”
            “Even boys you date?”
            “Yeah. They haven’t objected to any yet. Why, worried?”
            “Just curious.”
            “What about your parents?”
            “They died in a fire when I was young.”
            “I’m so sorry.”
            “It’s okay. Their best friends adopted Korbin and I. That’s probably another reason why we’re so close. Anyway, they’re great people. They’ve always been there for us.”
            “Do you miss your parents?”
            “Yeah. I was only four when it happened. Korbin was nine so he remembers more than I do. We don’t talk about it much.”
            “I understand.” Van turned onto the highway toward the city. “So, how did you become so interested in poetry?”
            “It’s the only thing I remember about my mother. She used to read me poetry every night before I went to bed. She had the most beautiful voice.”
            “So, why does Korbin want to study criminal justice?”
            “Well, he was closer to dad, than I was. My father was a…soldier.”
            “Oh, okay. What branch?”
            “Um…he was more of a Special Forces soldier. Classified stuff.”
            “Wow. That’s intense.”
            “Yeah.”
            “And Korbin wants to do that?”
            “He’s not sure exactly. He wants to do something in the career field. What about your parents?”
            “My dad’s a mechanic and my mom’s a waitress. We’ve never had money, but it didn’t bother me. We got by.”
            “I’d like to meet your family sometime. They sound pleasant.”
            “Well, maybe one day you will. What about your adoptive parents? What do they do?”
            “Well, mom doesn’t work. She raised us. She and my real mother were best friends since they were kids. Dad is CEO of a company.”
            “So they are rich.” Van smiled.
            “I don’t like to advertise it, but, yes. They are well off.” They reached the city and found a parking spot. Van helped Claire out of the car and they walked down the sidewalk. They saw paparazzi flashes their cameras at some stars in a car.
            “Is that…?” Van shook his head.
            “Yeah. I just don’t understand the whole hype about those books.”
            “What? The Twilight series?”
            “Yeah. I mean, do girls really want a sparkly vampire?” Claire laughed. “Those vampires just aren’t how they are supposed to be.”
            “I don’t know, but I read the books. They weren’t bad. My sister is a fanatic, though.” Claire laughed. “She loves those books.”
            “Do you like them?”
            “They’re not bad. I don’t particularly like Bella. She’s a little annoying for my taste and she’s not a strong female character. I think women should be strong.”
            “And Edward?” Claire smiled.
            “He’s…not bad. I don’t want to make you jealous.” Van laughed.
            “Me jealous of a fictional vampire? Never. Is that how you’d envision vampires, if they existed?”
            “Probably not. I mean, for something to drink human blood, they’d have to be…mean, right?”
            “So, you think they have no soul?”
            “No. I just think they can’t help themselves. I mean, if there was a buffet of gourmet foods, it’d be hard for me not to dig in. I just think, if vampires existed, it would be very hard for them to control their appetites since humans are basically walking buffets.”
            “What if vampires did exist?”
            “Hypothetically speaking?”
            “Yeah. Would you be afraid?” Claire thought about it.
            “I don’t know. I wouldn’t be filled with fear. I’d find it fascinating, personally. You?”
            “I’d…be cautious.” They arrived at the restaurant and Van said a name to the hostess. They were seated immediately. The restaurant was elegant and lit with candles. Claire looked around in awe. Van smiled as he watched her and pushed her seat in for her. He took a seat across from her. “This lighting makes you look stunning.” Van saw the blood rush to her cheeks.
            “I’ve never been to any place this expensive. I feel underdressed.” Van smiled.
            “Nonsense. You look better than every other woman in here.” They were given menus and Claire couldn’t believe the prices of the meals. The menus were in a different language, too. “Would you like some assistance?” She looked up at Van, who was smiling.
            “What’s good here?”
            “Everything, but I’ll order you something that is spectacular.” The waiter came and Van ordered for the two of them. “Also, could you bring a glass of your special red wine, please?” The waiter nodded. Van looked at Claire. “Would you like anything to drink?”
            “I’m not twenty-one.”
            “It’s okay.” He turned back to the waiter and ordered a light white wine for her. The waiter turned and left, and Van turned his attention back to his date. Claire had her eyebrows raised. “My dad has connections.”
            “Apparently.”
 
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Posted by on January 23, 2013 in Vampire Short Story, Writing

 

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