Just One Party...What Could Happen?

Chapter One

Monday morning found Sarabel sitting in English class trying to pay attention to Dr. Flister.  He was going over a new story that they would be reading.  She normally would be all on it and have the book and the assignment done by the next day...yes teacher's pet, nerd yatta yatta.  

She just liked knowledge and learning is that so wrong....right now? Yeah it was. She was always the good girl never did any drugs, sex, or illegal activities.

However, today she just felt trapped and wanted to know how all the other kids in her class had fun over the weekend.  She wanted to go to one party to figure out what all the fuss was about.

So once the teacher sat back down at his desk she turned around and nudged Damon.  He was the most popular guy in school and he would know where the party was at if there was one.  

"Hey, D where is the party this weekend?" she whispered.

"WHAT!" he whispered yelled at her, eyes bulging.  She smirked.

Yeah, she never talked to anyone about a party, but everyone knew her.  She was a nerd but nice, and treated everyone with respect...unless they pissed her off.  That did not happen very often and all the boys knew that she wouldn't put out so there was no chance in dating her.

She had a boyfriend though....everyone had no clue why they hadn't done...it yet.  They thought she was a prude but, she was so nice.  They all liked her in school and voted her homecoming queen and class president.

"You heard me, I want to check out the next party you all are attending," she whispered glancing over at their teacher.  

""Uh, yeah um...I believe it is at Mark Rodriguez's house at 8 or 9," he whispered eyeing her curiously.

She giggled rolling her eyes," Thanks!" she said turning around and getting back to work.

Damon's POV

Damon stared at Sarabel for a minute longer before he got a wicked idea.  He mind linked with Mark the conversation.

"What do you think?" Damon asked telepathically.

"I am not sure,"came the reply," maybe she is curious...why? Do you want to play?  I have been starving for her for years now?  Can I have her?" Mark said quickly glancing at Sarabel and making a small whining noise in his head.  Damon chuckled and everyone kind of glanced at him then went back to working.  

"Sure...but I want to play too, so you can HAVE her, but let me play first.  I want to see how far she will go," Damon said eyeing her beautiful blonde hair.  He wanted to grip that hair as he bit her...her blood must be so sweet he thought licking his lips.

Yep, you thought right, Damon and Mark are vampires.

The next day Sarabel got up and did her morning routine.  She showered brushed her hair put it in a messy bun grabbed some clothes; a purple t-shirt and some jeans.  She stopped. Why not be fun for once?  She pulled her clothes off and got a cute cherry red peasant blouse that was super tight on her and some cut off shorts she put black leggings on under them so school wouldn't freak and her black slippers.  Then going to the bathroom she rummaged through her moms makeup and got the foundation and everything on.  Then pink eyeshadow with gold highlights, then she put eyeliner on her lower lid and mascara.  Dabbing on some lip gloss she looked at herself and grinned.

"Hello, nurse!" she whistled at herself and giggled before leaving to school.   

Everyone was staring and she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Whoa, hello are you new?" Damon came up to her locker and ogled her.

"D, come on seriously?  Just because I am gussified doesn't mean I want to do it with you," she smiled and turned back to her locker.  He had a hurt expression.

"Oh, my wounded heart!" he cried breathing heavily.

She just chuckled.

"How about experimenting with me then Sara," whispered someone from behind her.  She spun around and looked up and up.  Mark Rodriguez was a 6'0 ft hunk.  He had chocolate brown eyes that made her knees go weak and his black hair was screaming at her to run her hands through it.  She gulped and quickly smirked,"Well, maybe later big guy, " she said with a wink then closed her locker and walked away.  

She was proud of herself for not tripping or running.

"What was that about?" She thought. Mark never showed her any attention.  Not like that.  Hmm, maybe this choice of attire was a good thing she thought with a smile.

"Thinking about me love?" came a voice and arms around her waist.  She smiled taking a glance around.

"No, Mason and even if I was nothing would come of it," she said giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Yes, you are right but if it makes you feel better I would go straight for you," he whispered.

She laughed. "No, you wouldn't but that is sweet of you.  Actually, I was thinking of...Mark," she whispered to him. 

Yes, they were "going out" but as you can see it was for mutual decisions of him not wanting to let everyone know he was gay and her not wanting to have sex.  They made a pact and have been by each others side for awhile now.  She needed a break though.

"Hey, Mason? Do you mind if we take a breather?  I really want to see if Mark likes me?" she asked him.

"Sure, I was actually going to ask you the same thing...I met someone," he said blushing.

Grinning she poked his side,"Oh you are coming over and spilling you whore!" He giggled and nodded.  Kissing each other goodbye they went their separate ways, not realizing that another person was listening to their entire conversation.

"Hmmm, Mark you are going to love me bud," Damon whispered watching a jean clad ass twitch down the hallway.