Vampire Teacher

Chapter 1

I'm so hungry. Samantha thought as she took a deep breath of fresh park air. She opened her boxed lunch in her lap and the scent of fried chicken tickled her nose. Smells delicious, but it's too bad this barely helps the hunger. Her nose twitched as someone came near. He smells more delicious than this meal...

"Oh, Miss G, that smells so good," one of her students, Jason, stared at her lunch from a few feet away, his mouth agape and practically drooling. "You always seem to bring these awesome looking lunches."

"Have you not had lunch yet?"

"I did, but a growing boy needs more than a sandwich for a meal." He inched closer to her, fiddling with his fingers and biting his lip.

"Fine, I'll share with you, again." She patted the spot beside her on the bench.

"Really?" His face lit up.

"Yes, really; I'm afraid you won't be able to concentrate in class with how hungry you seem."

"Thanks, Miss G." He sat beside her, his eyes glued to the food instead of her for once. She handed him the box untouched. "Aren't you going to eat some? I know you've shared with me before, but normally you've eaten at least half of it by the time you hand it over, and I don't want you skipping meals."

"I'm not..." she trailed off. I am most definitely hungry, but if I tell him I'd rather eat him, I'm pretty sure he'd take it the wrong way. "I don't feel like it today."

Jason's expression dropped. "Don't tell me you're like those other girls who avoid eating to lose weight... I mean, come on Miss G, you're smoking hot and don't need to lose even a pound."

"Jason."

"Yes?"

"I'm your teacher and comments like that aren't appropriate."

"Just stating the facts. And besides, I don't want anything bad to happen to you." He stared at the boxed lunch absentmindedly as thoughts about his little sister who got so caught up in her body image and losing weight, that she skipped meals, hid food and ended up in the hospital.

"Jason?" Samantha lightly touched his shoulder.

He jumped and turned to her, not realizing what he was doing. "What? Oh... Um... Sorry about zoning out, Miss G." He stuffed fried chicken into his mouth, filling both cheeks.

"Maybe you're hungry because you don't pace yourself," she laughed, trying to disperse the odd air around them. There's something else behind his despondent gaze. To pry or not to pry, that is the question.

"I can't help it though; I eat fast when I'm hungry and I'm hungry almost all the time," he swallowed and poked at the salad. "You can have that part," he tried to hand the box back to her.

"Finish your greens and I'll get you something from the sweets cart across the street for dessert."

His face lit up again. "Really?"

"Yup." He feels like a puppy. "Any requests?"

"Anything sweet works for me; I love dessert."

"I'll be right back," she smiled at him and walked away.

He gobbled up the salad in an instant, his eyes never leaving her receding figure.

"Boo!"

"Ah!" Jason yelped, jumping and almost dropping the box.

His best friend and fellow football player, Roy, held onto his belly as he burst out laughing. "Man, you should've seen your face. What were you concentrating on so much you didn't hear me coming?" He wiped away a tear. Miss Gilbert came into view and he smiled. "I see how it is; you've still got the hots for Miss G."