There he was.

i had been scoping this one out for maybe three months now. i knew everything about him, and it was time to make my move. i entered my first class "late" as planned, making sure the only seat available was the one next to him.

"Can i help you?" the teacher asked. "Um, im frank, is this honors biology?" i nearly whispered, forcing my cheeks to color abit.

oh, by the way, my name is Franklin Anthony Iero, currently using the name Frank Arron Erio, i am technically 372 years old, and i am a vampire. i had been doing this for awhile, hunting down specific prey. unlike most of your stupid fairie tales, a real vampire only needs to feed once every year, on only one person (tho we can feed other times it really not nessicary), and i liked to make a game out of it.

see, i wanted that person to declare their undying love for me, to give me their life in almost everyway (except literally) make them believe they are my first love, confess what i am, then have a little fun screwing up their lives.

when i get bored with the game, i end up killing them, of course. now, since i was a little strange, being a gay vampire and all, i was preying on teenage boys, and this one was a peculiar beauty.

his name was Michael James Way, but insisted to everyone who talked to him to call him Mikey. he was honestly a sweet kid, not a bad bone in his body, and seemed to care emensly on what others thought of him.

he was a closeted gay (which i learned from several nights of watching him masturbate to gay porn) he had an older brother named Gerard Arthur Way, who was quiet opposite from him.

still a knock out hottie, but very opened and in the public eye, not caring about anything but what would make him notcied, and often ended up being the center of attention, even on poor Mikey's birthday, which passed about two weeks ago, making him officially 16.

over all, not my type of prey, he would be noticed should he go missing, but his brother? not so much.

about a second has passed since i asked the clearly rhetorical question and Mr. Bates, an ugly old man (looking at him made me grateful for the non-aging hormone i had), smiled a fake smile and told me to introduce myself to the class.

i stood at the front and said "Hey, um, i-im Frank Erio, im new..." i liked how i added in the small stutter, hoping to catch Mikey's attention with my "Shyness". i was staring at my feet, shuffling them slightly, adding to my so called "Cuteness" (or so ive been told before)

"Alright Mr. Erio, take a seat next to Mr. Way." Mr. Bates demanded, if he had caught me a few months from now, i probably would have killed him then and there. i looked around nervously before Mikey gave a small smile and wave. i smiled back and forced another blush, walking over to him.

he sat at the back, his slim form completely covered head to toe, as if the temperature in here was much too cold for him.

being a vampire, i dont feel hot or cold anymore, i am in a constant state of comfort. i sat and stayed silent for awhile. the teacher told us to pick partners and everyone was immediatly paired up.

Mikey's pulse quickened and he took a deep breath before turning to me and asking "Wanna be partners?" i smiled and nodded, looking flustered. he scooted his desk over and said "Im Mikey by the way."

"Hey." i blushed. he started to get out his notes and some colored pencils. i has stratigecly place my bag inbetween both out seats, so i reached in and started to get my stuff out when i "accidently" lost my grip, sending pencils everywhere.

"Oh god! man, i-im sorry! i didnt-"

"N-no its ok, here let me help." he scooted away so we could both pick up the pencils. i kept mumbling my appologies and i could feel his eyes on me, the heat from his skin as he blushed, and could hear his heart sputter as he reached for the last pencil at the same time i did.

our hands touched, and he was warm, but maybe a few degrees colder than a normal human. thats not what made me stay there to long though.

it was the shock he gave me.

quite literally too, it was like the moment our hands met, a spark was transferred from each other to each other.

i took my hand back as fast as i could without blurring my motions, and blushed, without forcing it this time. we sat there and stared at each other for a few more minutes till Mr. Bates's voice demanded "Is something interesting down there?"

i shot up, keeping my mouth screw shut, because my mouth filled with a deadly venom, and i knew that if i bit him, the rest of the children (Mikey included) would watch the death of their rather annoying, yet still human teacher.

"S-sorry sir." Mikey said quickly getting up as well and sat in his seat. i mimicked him, and he pulled his chair rather close to mine. he opened his mouth to say something when a girl infront of me turned and said

"So, Frank, im having a party tomorrow and-"

"Not interested." i snapped rather rudely. i didnt mean to, but

1)i wasnt a breeder

2)i hate human gatherings, it makes me hungry and

3)the bitch just interrupted what ever Mikey was going to say.

she looked shocked. in a "normal" situation, where i would have been human and straight, she would have been very very sexy, but in the case of me being a very irritable, gay vampire, she was just another example of the hippocresy in the world.

she turned quickly, her heart rate quickening as she was embaresses and hoped no one had seen the rejection.

"Dude, do you know who that is?" Mikey asked seriously.

"Should i?" i asked sweetly, turning back to my "Shy" self.

"Thats Martina Hopsken! she's like the hottest, most rich and popular girl here in New Jersey!" he tried to make it seem like he wanted her, but his eyes didnt follow his words. i looked down and made my first move, "Im not exactly interested in her kind."

"Why? you could get whatever you wanted!" he emphisized the You at the begining of the sentence, and i almost smiled as i realized he made his first move too.

"Maybe i dont want to be with anyone," i said watching his face fall ever so slightly, then added "Female, at least." he looked away quickly, but i could literally feel the heat radiating off of his face as he blushed.

so i pulled the 'quietly in despair' card "Im sorry!, you didnt need to know that! i dont know what i was thinking! i was so stupid, im sorry!"

"N-no, its cool! i dont care what you are." he would have said more, but his phone buzzed and he checked the message that he got. he looked like he was struggling with something, but before i could ask, he asked me "So, you wanna hang out tonight? at my place?"

i blushed again without my command and smiled, nodding. the bell rang and he asked "What class do you have next?" i pulled out my schedual that was already memorized at first glace, but pretended i didnt know. "Um, Pre AP History?"

"Cool, me too! lets go." he was much more enthusiastic than i had ever seen him. it wasnt like he was chatting away, he just seemed, excited and happy. that is until we heard a "Mikes!" from behind us.

he immediatly froze, closing his eyes and dropping his head. i knew it was Gerard, his voice gave him away, so did Mikey's reaction. he thought he was going to lose yet another friend to his ever so charismatic brother.

we turned and i saw Gerard coming, hands in pockets, smile spread across his face. i knew he never intentionally hurt his younger brother, he just had an undying need for attention, to take it all for himself, doing whatever it takes.

"Hey bro! whats up?" he asked as he came closer, eyeing me.

"N-nothing Gee, we just were heading to class."

"Arent you gonna introduce me?" he asked Mikey, but before Mikey could mutter the words, Gerard turned to me and said "Hey im Gerard, Mikey's older brother. your the new kid huh?"

"Yeah, im Frank."

"Cool! i wouldnt want to tell you what happened to the last new kid, allz i can say is that his body is somewhere in this damned school." he gave me a wink. i guessed he expected me to be intregued that

A)a senior was talking to me

B)that senior was obviously well known and

C)me being the new kid i would want to hear such a lame story.

from the corner of my eye i saw Mikey start to back away, so i mimicked him and said "Yeah, well, i guess we can save that for some other time. now Mikey and i have to get to class. have a nice day Gerard." i then looked up at Mikey to show him he was obviously perferable, and followed him to the class.

i could sense Gerard's confusion, nothing like that had ever happened to him, ever.

"Y-you didnt need to follow me, i mean, its cool if you like my brother more than me." Mikey said softly, scratching the back of his neck and keeping his eyes down.

"Trust me, that kind of lifestyle has no appeal to me." "What kind of lifestyle?" "Popularity, it almost seems foolish if you ask me." "You talk funny." he noted.

Fuck!

i slipped up!

what was it about this boy that made me act like me? well, for the most part. "I grew up kinda proper..." it wasnt a lie, back in 1601, all it was was "Properness"

"i like it." he said nonchalantly.

was that his second move? i believed so, and blushed invulenterily. we walked into another classroom, one that was rather... chilling?

not in the temperature sense, more in the 'everyone will find out' kind of chilling sense.

i had this problem with every history class i forced myself to attened. they always had the facts wrong, always mixed up the names, so i would tell what really happened, but it would always be tacked as an "unimportant theory" which agrivated me to no end.

Mikey took my arm and pulled me to the back of the class again. thats when the scent first hit me.

the Sweetness of something that humans could never identify.

it was the smell of vampires, and it attracted our prey. my eyes flicked over to the air vents, which were on, and looked for the source of the Scent.

Thats when i saw them i saw them them.