First let me say this Vampires exist, not only that they walk among you, living beneath the radar as it were, hidden from the humans that are scattered across the world, my kind is secretive, and only one rule exists that all must follow or else find ourselves on the end of a stake and that rule is keep the secret.
My name is Louis and I was turned in 1784 in Ireland by a vampire called Marcus, he found me dying in a gutter in Dublin with a knife wound to my chest, he drained the last dregs of my blood though I had already lost most of it through my chest and replaced it with his own, he was killed in 1946 in London, it left me alone in the world, I began to wander venturing around the world, I visited Europe and Asia on my search for companionship, I found myself in America finally, common myths about my kind state that we cannot walk in the sunlight this is a myth, all that sunlight does to us is weaken our abilities preventing us from using our full strength and speed and weakens our persuasive powers, in America I enrolled in high school, I was turned when I was 19 and have not aged since then, my physique is misleading I am thin and tall but the blood that runs in my veins means that I could easily overpower almost anything or anyone.
The school at which I am enlisted is tedious but it is always interesting to see how humans react to stimuli specifically how the stupid females continually attempt to throw themselves at me, what all of them do not realise is that my tastes run on the more masculine side, some of my kind are like me and prefer the company of men to those of women, in my 228 years of life I have taken interest in few humans, and even then they did not hold my attention for long, at this school none of the humans here had taken my interest.
I walked to the school feeling the sun hit my flesh ignoring the slight irritation that the sunlight caused against my skin, the school was less than an hour away from my home, bought with the numerous amounts of money that I have accumulated for the 228 years that I have walked the earth, my skin was protected from burning so I have kept the pale complexion which I was born with, the humans that I noticed around the street paused to stare at me walk past, I saw one woman walking past and I flashed her a smile and chuckled as I heard her breathing stutter and listened as her heart sped up as she walked briskly away, I ran my fingers through my light brown hair and continued on my journey to the school.
I neared the school and sniffed breathing in the scents of the pupils feeling the slight ache in my throat as their scents mingled together culminating in a general aura of thirst, I overrode the urge using my 228 years of experience with the scent of human blood, one scent stood out from the others, I had memorised the various scents of the humans and I immediately picked up the new scent, it was different to the other somehow managing to smell sweet yet posses a hint of
something that set the fire in my throat burning with the arrival of new blood, I could tell that the scent was masculine by the distinctive smell of testosterone that was prevalent in the scent that the obviously new student had left, I found it strange that a new student had enrolled since there was only a week left of term so I doubt if he would be doing much work for the rest of the week.
I walked to my first class that also followed the trail of the new smell I sniffed again trying to work out what is was in the scent that made it smell so good, I turned the corner and walked towards the door of my class, I turned the handle accompanied by a group of students entering the same class as me, I saw the teacher Mrs Sanera the teacher of History, I sniffed the air in the room, the scent that had seemed so strong in the corridor now filled the room and my throat again began to burn with the urge to feed upon the strange scent, my eyes followed my nose to the source of the scent, my eyes ran quickly over the boy or I suppose man technically who sat in the seat next to mine, he was attractive even by my high standards and I found myself fascinated by his face, he had blonde hair and possessed slightly tanned skin, his eyes scanned over me and I noticed the bright blue eyes that he used to scan over me, I saw how his pupils dilated as he looked over my body and I was intrigued by his face, so smooth as his soft skin swept down across his sharp cheekbones towards his dull red lips, the t-shirt that clung to his chest through which I could see his muscular chest and nipples.
Mrs Sanera motioned for me to sit interrupting me from my examination of the only person in the room who I found my eyes drawn to, I moved towards the desk and placed my backpack on the desk before sitting down in the chair that was next to the him, I turned my head to face him and saw that he was scanning me as I was him, I saw his eyes trail down my body taking in the muscles that were prominent through the tight material of the t-shirt that clung to my chest, I scanned him too
enjoying how I could see his how inviting his arms looked showing through the short sleeves of his t shirt, I quickly scanned the surface of his thoughts using much of my concentration since the sunlight weakened my powers, I sensed that he too was enjoying the way my muscles bulged through my shirt and I was happy to find that his tastes too ran on the more masculine side, I introduced myself first speaking seductively using one of my more basic powers of persuasion all the while scanning the surface of his mind seeing how my words were received.
"hello, my name is Louis, I see that you are new here, So what is your name?" his heart sped up as I spoke, and I scanned his mind enjoying how he enjoyed my voice, he spoke and I enjoyed his voice as he spoke slowly "hi I'm James, and you don't sound like you're from America" I listened to his accent and noticed how it was was familiar, I placed it as English and remembered it from my time in England in the 1850's, his teeth glistened as he smiled at me and I felt myself becoming excited by him my dick stirring in my pants.
