Were-Vamp Anthology

Prequel, London

 If Christian met Jason and his family on a trip to London.

It's summer vacation and seventeen year old Jason is enjoying the view of the Grand Canal in London when he sees sixteen year old Christian running and screaming as a ferry is leaving port. "Wait!"

He skidded to a halt as his cell phone rang. " I closed my eyes for one second cause of jet lag. I'll just meet you guys there. I'm sure I can find my way. Ha-ha very funny. I'll see you soon."

He hung up and took a drenched map out of his pocket and it tore to pieces and blew away. He hung his head sadly as he remembers getting juice on it and just stuffing it in a hurry.

"Hey." He looked as Jason approached him. "Where are you heading? I can help you get there."

Christian's eyes are watering. "Thank you so much!"

He is sobbing and making people look at them, and making Jason uncomfortable. "Pull yourself together man. This is embarrassing."

Christian looked at onlookers and sniffled. "Sorry."

After telling him his destination, they are both riding the British red bus. Jason couldn't help smiling as Christian looked out the window and is amazed with everything he sees and taking as many pictures on his phone as possible. "First time in England." He guessed.

Christian looked at him and smiled sheepishly. "Yeah. The orphanage I live in saves money every other year to go on a summer vacation. Kids twelve years and under go to Disney land, and teens thirteen years and older get to go to either a state or a country of choice. London had the most votes"

He studied Christian's features and couldn't help wondering why he isn't adopted. "I can't imagine you being in foster care with that cute face. People must've fought over you at some point right?"

Christian blushed with the compliment. "Thanks I guess, but that's how the system is. Teenagers aren't easy to adopt, especially a red head like me in a conservative country-side town where they think my hair is the work of the devil."

Jason's eyes widened. "That's horrible. Don't listen to those haters. I think your hair is nice. It suits you. I can't see you with any other hair color." his frown twitched into a smile. "Well, except maybe blonde."

Christian puffed his cheeks out. "Meanie. And just when I was about to compliment you back." Jason's smile did not wane.

"Really? What compliment would that be?" he is leaning closer against him making him blush. 

"Forget it. And move aside, you are crushing me."

"Tell me, or I'll make sure we get off at the wrong stop, and you wouldn't want that, would you?"

Christian gaped. "You wouldn't."

Jason stared at him smugly. "Try me." they stared at one another before getting off at a stop that is still far away.

"You are cruel." Christian grumbled.

"I warned you, didn't I? Now, I'll give you one last chance to compliment me, or you'll have to find your own way back."

Christian pouted. "Fine." He diverted his eyes and muttered quietly.

"You know I can't hear you, right?"

"Okay! You remind me of a sexy librarian. There, happy now?"

He is blushing as Jason makes a face. "A sexy librarian."

Christian pointed at him. "Shut up! It's a huge compliment! Take it, or leave it!" he's stomping away. "I'm out of here! I just hope I don't meet Jack the Ripper!"