Vampire Boarding School

Vampire Boarding School - Chapter 12

Chapter 12

I had been waiting in this room for a while now. I couldn’t tell how long as there was no clock, or even a watch left lying around. The sky was starting to get a yellowy-pink glow to it, so I knew Dusk was approaching. Given this added factor, I knew I had been here for hours, and with only the rather large breakfast – most of which I had consumed hours ago – I was fast becoming hungry again.

Staying true to Damian’s note I had stuck to this one room, examining it’ every detail while I’d had the chance to be alone, but the novelty had worn off after a while when I finally realised there was no need for me to sneak about the place. If this was indeed to be my home too then I refused to scurry about the place afraid of getting caught, but I was still wary of what would happen if I did something that Damian, Shires, or any of the others didn’t like.

I’d examined all the fresh new clothes in the cupboards, still with their tags on. I’d looked under the bed for clues, searched the bathroom and stood staring out the windows for what felt like hours looking for something that might help me figure out my new life here. I’d even spend a good portion of my time looking behind dressers and under chairs to see if there was anything hidden there, but to no avail.

I had grown tired and weary, and had resorted to lying across the end of the bed when I decided to do the one thing I had avoided doing; across the room there was a set of draws that I knew belonged to Damian. I knew that it was slightly immature but I hadn’t wanted to go through them because I was afraid of what I might find. This was a boy’s bedroom after all, and I had no idea what kind of things he could have hidden away. But most of all I think I was scared of finding something that Damian would obviously be planning on using on me. I don’t know exactly what I expected this to be, but it was still a terrifying thought, and I was meant to be his ‘mate’ after all – if this was the same for the Vampire world as it was for the animal world then I don’t think I really wanted to know.

But it was getting late, and I was exhausted. The thought of leaving the room had occurred to me, but I had instantly dismissed it. I know that I told myself at the time that it was because outside was unsafe, and because there was still so much exploring to be done, but thinking back on it there was more chance than not that I didn’t want to leave because I knew Damian would be coming back – and the thought excited me a little. I didn’t know exactly what to think about this, so I just let it be, but knew that I would soon have to return to the idea and sort everything out in my head.

But now I knew that this was the only place left to look.

I stood up off the bed, bending my stiff legs as if testing to make sure they still worked. When I was sure that I was good to go, I began to walk very slowly over to the draws, feeling that tense knot grow in my stomach, the one a child gets when caught with their hand in a cookie jar. I looked down at the draws, the sleek design, so old yet so profoundly new. The thought that behind this draw could be the answers that I needed was a frightening one, but one that also made me realise that taking my time was only a silly thing to do.

I reached down to the first, top left draw. I don’t know exactly what I expected to see when I opened it, but I still found myself slightly disappointed by what I’d found. The draw was full of socks, though they were all black and very well organised. I in turn did each of the draws, finding shirts, jeans, more formal trousers, jackets and all sorts, but nothing of any interest. I must admit though, there was a temptation to just steal some of the Vampire shirts I found. He had quite the collection, and it seems along with the boy with the ‘Bite me’ shirt, they all had a sense of humour, and one that was similar to mine – even I could see the irony of the situation. A girl who professes to love vampires is kidnapped, then completely freaks when she ha to actually deal with them … it’s not lost on me.