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Vampire Mind - Ch 13

Author: DrunkOnShadows
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Vampire Mind - Ch 13

Chapter 13 - What If's

The next few days were like every other day in Camille's life, going through the motions at school and then solitude in her room once she got home. Except now, she'd been trying to avoid Teia for the most part. Just little things that she catches herself doing, like going out of her way to avoid seeing her at her locker. Stupid things, really. But Camille was just too paranoid now. "What if she knew something?" Camille thought anxiously to herself. No, that wasn't the point. She knew Teia knew something.

"What if Teia knew it."

The following Thursday Camille was sitting in the corner of the school's library. Minding her own business, she was contemplating checking out "Sweet Blood" by Pete Hautman and Brooke Williams. Sighing deeply, she set the book down and turned around to glance out the window. "What a lovely view." she thought. Sunny and beautiful outside. Her eyes started to hurt, so she turned back. What she saw put her musings on hold.

"Hello beautiful. Admiring that gorgeous sun out there? Your poor eyes..." The brunette pouted.

"Danielle! Don't fucking scare me like that!" Camille was slightly angry.

"I'm sorry." Danielle said, still pouting. "I just came to ask you... Do you know when Teia's Subculture project is due?"

Camille's eyes widened. "Her... Project? How do you know about that? She doesn't talk to you..."

"Calm down. I just heard her talking, is all. I guess she's doing it on a very interesting subject, isn't she?" Danielle questioned. Camille was getting slightly uncomfortable. She didn't want to talk about this, not at all. Camille began to fidget.

"She also had... A very interesting link. I mean, not that she wouldn't have been able to find it on her own. It just strikes me as odd that it was on the same little piece of paper I gave to you." Danielle smirked. She was getting to something.

"Yeah, so? What do you want me to say?" Camille retorted. The feeling wasn't really uncomfortable anymore. It was a completely different feeling now.

"That means... That means you were there one night, discussing it with her." Danielle said.

"What does it matter to you?" Anger.

"Tell me, Camille. Were you more uncomfortable discussing it with Teia then you are here with me now?" She smirked.

"You bitch!" Camille growled at her.

She laughed like a child. "Camille, that's not nice to say to the person who's helping you find yourself!"

Camille was furious, almost baring her teeth, "How could you say that to me, Danielle?"

The other girl looked away, seemingly thinking about her answer. "You were acting very weird that night, weren't you? You're scared she knows. And you... Don't want her to? But, I thought you..."

"I don't know, Dan... I just don't know anymore. I'm too confused. This is too hard." Camille hid her face in her folded up arms upon the table.

A look of general concern came over Danielle's face.

"Camille? I think you should stop avoiding Teia. I mean, if you keep this up, she's really gonna think something's strange."

Camille lifted her head from her arms. "I never thought of it that way."

"Maybe you should start" Danielle replied.

There was a moment where Camille just sat and looked at Danielle, pondering nothing specific. It was Danielle's turn to feel uncomfortable.

"Alright... I'll talk to her. I don't know what I'll talk about, but I'll talk to her." Camille managed to say. Danielle smiled.

"Good." Danielle replied. And just like it was meant to happen, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch.

Danielle walked around the table to Camille's seat, seeing that she was a little emotionally drained and still in pain from the conversation that had just taken place. She helped her up, and together they exited the library, not thinking much of a silent but mischievous looking Tanner Curin who had quite possibly overheard everything that they were saying.

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