Flipping through every book on the shelf with mild distaste and obvious annoyance, all he could think about was how much happier his life would be if he never heard the word “vampire” again.
He woke with a start, Victoria’s cold voice ringing in his ears like a broken record, repeatedly saying, ‘Get down, Jack, or I’ll shoot you myself!’ and for a moment he was sure she was in the room.
The anger that was seeping onto Claire’s usually calm face was nothing compared to the genuine rage she felt toward Brayden as she signed her name on the detention roster.
I knew I shouldn’t have come into the city, even if I was hiding in the shadows, keep my face and my name a mystery to all who passed, but I had always loved the noise and the people, and even these dark times couldn’t keep me out.
The sun was falling just behind the second of two towers that stood like stone guards over the gates into Gentue, a sign that it was time to head home, but as the horn sounded loudly over the square, I couldn’t help but follow the crowd of equally frightened and curious people toward the Council steps.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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