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Zoe followed Inigo outside into the cold where they met Saoirse, who was leaning against a bench waiting for them. Well, she was waiting for Inigo, not necessarily Zoe. Her blonde hair hung and swayed around her face, falling over her shoulders in soft curls as she studied her beautifully manicured nails.
He licked her face and she purred, cuddling into him as they reached her. Her hands hung around his neck as she continued to lick Inigo’s face and open her mouth every so often so that he could see her sharp white fangs.
That definitely wasn’t brother and sister actions. She thought about whether he was lying about her being a sister but then dismissed the idea almost immediately. They were vampires after all and so they had to act quite different compared to actual humans. They wouldn’t be blood relatives, unless vampires could have vampire children, which didn’t make sense seeing as it wouldn’t be able to survive in a dead person. They were humans once, though, so she couldn’t understand why they acted like a dog and licked each other‘s cheeks instead of kissing. Everything was so very confusing, even when she knew what they were.
She sat on the bench and took out an apple, biting into it roughly, tasting the juice that ran over her lips. Now that she knew none of them ate, she had no problem ripping into her lunch infront of them. Sebastian had gone to give something in to the Geography teacher. She knew this because he had told her when and where he was going in case she needed him, just in case. What she would need him for, she didn’t know, but, if it made him happy by telling her where he would be, it didn’t much bother her.
“I heard what happened outside English. Sebastian was thinking about it as soon as he came in.” Saoirse informed them as she put her arms around Inigo’s waist, cuddling against his chest.
“He did not block you out?” Inigo asked, surprised, blinking at his beautiful sister.
She shook her head.
Zoe took another bite of her red apple, the juice making her tongue tingle. Inigo looked at her and smiled, his white teeth shining. He could smell it, see it moist on her lips. It made her blush slightly. He flicked his black hair back, showing bright hazel eyes. “Saoirse.” He looked at his sister. “Have you talked to Aaron yet?”
“No.” She gave him a suspicious look and he returned it.
“You should.” He prompted slowly.
Saoirse looked to Zoe quickly, Zoe too distracted to notice. “Maybe I will.” She turned back to Inigo and put her hand to his cheek, searching his eyes. She licked Inigo’s face again before walking off in her model-like way, her hair wafting beautifully, shining in the non-existent sunlight. Zoe looked up at Inigo once she realized that Saoirse was leaving and he grinned as he came over and pulled Zoe to her feet. She finished off her apple quickly and put the core in the bin.
“Follow me.” He took her hand and pulled her across the yard, vampires watching them as they moved. His fingers curled around hers, tickling her already prickling skin. She could feel her cheeks burning, the blood swirling under the surface.
“Inigo where are we…? What are we…?”
She was pulled into the corner of the yard.
“Inigo?”
Her back leaned on the cold brick. Everything was cold there, even the people, she realised. She wondered if she’d ever feel a hot thing ever again, except herself and maybe her brother, or cuddling the dog. Being in the corner sort of made the feeling even more scary. No way could she escape if he suddenly decided to have her for dinner. It was an even more horrible feeling than in the corridor surrounded by the bloodsuckers.
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