I the Vampire Poet and Problem Solver

Part 1-Poetry Girl

The best thing about being a vampire is you get to hypnotize people into believing anything and have them obey to your request! Which is exactly what I did to get into the college today.

I adore going to college, not only do I get to see how the youth of today is up to and learning, I also love to find those to feed.

I see that this college has some interesting activities going on. I wonder which one I should pick?There are so many to choose from. Theater? Material Arts? Yoga? I have done all this, maybe something else. 

PERFECT! I'll go with poetry!

Oh my, what a lovely and smart girl I see, one would could be my lover soon enough. With fair skin and long curly African dark blonde and black hair, an exotic beauty of the Caribbean. I saw her writing in the style of a poem, she must be a member of this club! 

This girl looks so divine and is brilliant, this convinces me enough to become a member.

I went into the classroom and introduce myself to someone at the podium.

"Hello, are you in charge of this club?" I asked.

"Yes, are you interested in becoming a member?"

"Yes, I transferred from Georgia and am looking for something to do after school."

"Well, you've come to the right place."

I smiled and compelled the club leader. Afterwards, I met up with the other members and compelled them as well. I didn't want anyone knowing my secret and pretending to be a transferred student was the best way.

I found some paper and a pencil and write a short poem then took my seat at the front.

As everyone gathered to their seats the club session began.

"Hello everyone, I trust you're all having a good evening." The head of club spoke then guided their attention to someone in particular.

"I went to introduce our newest member, he just transferred here from Georgia. Mr. Damon Salvatore!"

"Good evening, today I will be reading a poem I wrote only an hour ago."

I pulled out a small piece of paper and recited.

As I was reciting it,  I was looking straight at my poetry girl.

When it was over everyone applauded loudly.

The head of the club got back up and announced the other members with their poems.

50 minutes later...

The head of the club announced the beautiful girl I was admiring name, Zeldia.

"Zeldia."

"Hello, my poem today was going be about something else, but it can wait until next week."

Everyone applauded as Zeldia went back to her seat, as she glances over she saw me wink at her.

I clearly inspired her to write this poem.

It was already an hour and everyone started to leave.

Zeldia was about to head out the door but I stopped her by letting my hand touch hers.

"Excuse me, Zeldia. Isn't it?"

She turned around and saw it was that it was me.

"Yes?"

"I just wanted to introduce myself personally." I said while smiling.

Zeldia couldn't take her eyes off of mine, she knew I was handsome even up close. I tried not to laugh at that fact.

"Well, it was a pleasure having you here and meeting you Mr. Salvatore."

I took hold of her hand again.

"Why are you in such a hurry my dear?"

"I'll be frank, I got a overprotective brother who I live with and he gets fussy if I'm not home at a certain time."

I smiled admirably.

"He can be bounder less?" I asked.

"Yes, sadly. It's what cost him his marriage. I am renting my former sister-in-law room at his house until I get my own place."

I moved my fingers along her arm.

"Is that what made you dictate that poem?" I asked softly.

She looked at me and felt like she was in a trance, which she now was.

I stared deeply into her eyes and compelled her.

"Go home to your brother's and when you do. Head straight to your bedroom."

Zeldia blinked and smiled.

"Well, I better go now. It was nice meeting you again Damon."

I smiled as I watched her leave. I smiled to myself thinking of the mischief I would eschew on Zeldia' brother tonight.