Chapter 2
My legs tremble as I step back, dragging both Lance and Amelia with me. Just need to make it to the cafeteria’s glass backdoors. Outside, the sun hasn’t quite set. It will buy us some time to get away as the fading sunshine will fry his skin. Not as much as in the movies, but enough to piss them off and hopefully slow them down.
We don’t have any other choice.
I drift closer to the exit, but Lance is stiff in front of me like his muscles are locked in place. He’s too heavy and I can’t move him.
Is this some vamp mind-control shit?
Beside me, Amelia isn’t moving either, or blinking. She looks like a wax museum figure. My heart shoots up in my throat.
What has he done to them?
No way can I fight a vampire alone. I glance around the cafeteria for something to use as a wooden stake. Everything has been put away for the upcoming Prom, besides I’d also need to chop off his head and burn the body. Not that our plastic society would have anything here anyway. The only chance Lance, Amelia and I have is if I can go get help.
Quickly, I shuffle backward, before I spin and race for the doors.
“Don’t leave so soon, I invited guests,” the vamp says.
I don’t process what he’s saying until my hands hit the metal bar to open the glass door. Four guys block my path with huge grins on their faces. I scream, tripping over my feet to get away as they come into the cafeteria.
For several seconds, I dash right and left, trying to figure out if one of them is slower. Maybe I can get past one of them. It’s only dusk and while the sun won’t kill them, it will give them nasty blisters like frying someone in a barbecue pit. It will be enough to buy me time to get help…I hope.
My heart races as the five of them surround me in the cafeteria. I’ve already tried dodging them to no avail. Lance and Amelia are still unmoving. There’s no way out. No way to escape.
All the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and a sensation like I drop down a well plummets in my stomach. I’ve felt this before…years ago…when the bear attacked my parents.
Sweat creeps down my back and my vision tunnels.
“Let’s taste this one first, the scent of her fear is like a sweet aroma to me, like honey,” the vampire to my left says.
Despite knowing that they’ll catch me, I can’t stop myself from running again. From trying.
I race to the glass doors. One of the vamps cuts me off and gives me a kissy face before his fangs extend.
I scream as he grabs me, jerking me to him. My fist hits his jaw. He doesn’t even blink. Then I kick him as hard as I can in his groin. Surely that will do something.
His chuckle echoes in my ear.
“I love it when my dinner fights back.”
His arms lock me in place and I feel his breath along the side of my neck. I squirm. My heart crashes into my chest.
All my attempts to break free, to stop him, are useless. He bites into my neck and a gush erupts from me. I sink to my knees, my vision spiraling.
Three shadows surround me. I shrink back, thinking they are the vamps, but the eyes aren’t red. They are blue, gray, and green— this doesn’t make sense —both Lance and Amelia have brown eyes. The room spins again, bringing back the vamps and my two friends. A sensation like I’m being burned alive floods me and I scream.
Sounds of shrieks fill my ears before everything goes mercifully dark and silent.