#vcmpkid

      “Look, I still think you’re lame as shit, even if that whole fang thing is kinda hot. I also still don’t want you anywhere near my sister, but I do feel bad about fucking up your birthday, so...” he trails off, a grimace hidden beneath his hoodie as he tugged up the collar to hide behind it. “Do you... want to do something?” 

     “HISSSSSSSS!!!”

      ' s-so this w-whole thing about you b-being a vampire... th-there’s no way y-you’re telling the tr-truth, right? ’

“You’re not gonna eat it are you?” The ‘it’ in question was a cat, one she’d been watching him try to get close to for the better part of ten minutes.

freedom called after the annoying ring of a school bell.     darting out to the school yard and skipping her locker entirely , wendy chased up to mike.     she had simple plans , maybe he’d like to tag along.     ‘ hey mike ! i’m going to barnes and noble , wanna come with me ? ‘     her new book arrived and mike would probably like it , they could hang out and talk about some of their favorite characters !

         “—- not mine,”    he grunts. pauses, before spitting at the ground and staring at the resulting wad of blood,    “not, mm, all mine.”    dexterous fingers smear the excess across his face in a half-hearted attempt at both cleanliness and intimidation, before he recalls exactly who’s presence he happens to be in, and frowns. sharp gaze turns cautious, then.

      Hey... I heard your party got trashed so I got you a little present to make up for that.”