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Post by Ella on May 26, 2012 21:32:15 GMT -5
Claire was walking. Not walking in any particular way - not in the strut the sluts did as they paraded their nearly-naked bodies around these streets right now, on a Friday night, but not in the way the jocks sauntered along, ready to get drunk. Just walking was kind of boring, but she wasn't really sure what to expect. It's not like someone like her could exactly walk up to one of those jocks and start flirting with them. She wasn't exactly a geek, but she wan't a cheerleader, either. Definitely not one to talk to jocks.
At this point she was just considering turning around and heading back home, when her eyes narrowed slightly. Suddenly, the thirst emerged, ripping its way out from her innards, distracting her from everything but it. Her paced quickened from a normal walk to a slight jog, until she caught up with Franklin, one of the nerd boys. "Hey, Franklin! I just remembered you left your pen at my house when you came over to tutor me for that Pre-Calc exam. Wanna come get it?" It seemed like a bit of a slut move, but it wasn't like she could latch on to his neck in the middle of the street. Only when she got back to her house and sucked the warm, sweet blood from his veins was her thirst satisfied.
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