College experience

Chapter 30

Oh my god. It's been forever since an actual chapter has come out and the funny thing is I have two girls, one being Cake102, looking over my soldier. Aren't they master critiques. So no sex......yet.

--------------Andrew
I was shaken awake by Briar apparently three hours later. I gasped l, covered in sweat.

"Hey, we have ten minutes before landing." I heard him whisper through my groggy haze. I nodded halfheartedly and went to close the screen that was still playing Assassination Classroom.

With the click of the movie screen moving back into place, I felt arms, warm, muscular arms wrap around me. For a split second I relax again before shaking my head and struggling out of the grip.

"Babe. Let go." I whine pitifully. Briar chuckled but didn't let go.

"No," he said and buried his nose into my mess of black and silver hair. I sigh at the feeling of him inhaling and briefly, I think about falling asleep again, but decided against it.

"Babe, I'm serious. I'm going to fall back to sleep if you don't let me go." I stated. Briar gave a huff, warm breath sending shivers down my spine, and let me go, albeit reluctantly.

I turn to John sharply, making my eyes go into a rage like stare. He wisely backed off.

I heard Briar chuckle behind me and I felt my insides turn to jelly. I shook my head again to get rid of another haze and got up, hell bent on getting to my bag and some more blood before I attack anyone. I signal a flight attendant and tell her in German that I am thirsty. She smiled at me and left me alone. She came back with the red liquid and I drank it down greedily.

Arms wrap around me again and I settle into the hold.

"You know babe." He starts. "You look quite sexy when you drink. Almost like a savage beast." He whispers into my ear and nibbles on the shell of my ear lobe. I shiver.

"Get a room you two," I hear john again, but I don't do anything this time. He'll get what's coming to him......eventually.

Attention all passengers, we will be landing in ten minutes. Please note the seatbelt icon above your head that is blinking. Put yours on and wait patiently for us to land. Thank you for flying with France Airlines and we hope to see you soon.

I listen to the announcement and buckle my seatbelt, hearing the click when it falls into place.

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"Really Briar," I ask looking at the machines that came to pick us up. "Limos." I deadpan. Briar is sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, a nervous habit.

"My grandfather is a rich man here in France. He likes his family and friends to get the full experience." He smiles at me and I roll my eyes at him.

There are three limos waiting outside the airport for our party. One for the teens to ride in, one for the children below 14, and one for the parents and adults. Because of how big our age group is, I was forced to sit on Briar's lap. Dawson, being gay himself, wasn't very thrilled when Zarriah sat on his lap, but he didn't complain because of their close friendship.

"So Andrew," I look up when I hear Jillian speak. "Do you always drink blood from a cup? Can you drink from a human? Is there a taste difference in gender? What does blood taste like to you? Is it the same for all of your kind? Tell me, tell me, tellllllll meeeeeee!"

I think for a minute. "No I don't always drink from a cup, yes, I can drink directly from a human, yes, there is a taste difference. Men have a more rich taste while females taste more floral because of the perfumes they use, to me, blood taste kind of salty, but also kind of sweet,  and no, it isn't the same for my hole race. Some enjoy the floral scent and taste of an everyday whore, while others, like me, enjoy the classy sweet taste on a non contaminated, in other words pure, individual."

"So is the virgin sacrifice a real thing?!" McLain asks incredulously. I scrunch up my nose.

"It used too," I watched as all of their faces morphed into horror filled stares, "but not much anymore!" I get out quickly. I relax when their faces go back to relaxed also. "I don't prefer that kind of thing, but about three hundred years before I was born, my father was mateless. He went around fucking virgins, sucking them dry while he got his fill." I chuckle when their faces went to disgust. "However, this stopped when he found my mother. She used to be human. My dad watched her for a while, waiting for his chance. But as he watched her, observing the way she loved the world around her, they way she was compassionate to every living creature, he started to have a change of heart."

The entire limo was listening in by now, so I just went on with the story.

"He officially met her in a bar. They had a night full of dancing and fun, and by the end of the night, he had her number and she had his. Over a few months they talked with each other, getting to know one another, until he asked her out. After a year and a half of dating, he told her who he was. She didn't care, and a year later, they got married. He turned her the night of their wedding. An agonizing week later, and she was reborn. Two hundred and fifty years went by, and soon I came." I finished.

"So how old are you?" John asked and I smirked at him.

"We are here." The driver told us. I looked out the window to see a huge castle.

"Andrew," I heard John whine. "How old are you?"

I smirked at him, and while briar helped me out, I turned back to him. "Wouldn't you like to know?"