Within minutes, the door opened and out walked Zara in a tight black mini skirt and halter top. He thought she looked dropped dead gorgeous, but still nothing compared to Rachel. Zara had more conventional good looks whereas Rachel was beautiful in her own quirky way. But Rob liked that about her. In fact, that’s what attracted him to her the most. That she was different.
Perfectly different.
“Ready!” Zara said, as she closed the door behind her and locked it with her key.
“Ok, where to?” Rob said.
“North campus,” Zara said. “Let’s go get tanked!”
Rob knew he didn’t want to get tanked with her, but didn’t say anything about it. He didn’t want to be a buzz kill, so went along with that idea.
“Yeah, sure. And you’re sure that Sarah will be there?” Rob said.
“Yeah, I just texted her. She’s already there. She said the kegs just arrived!” Zara said.
“Sweet,” Rob said, trying to sound excited. And actually he was excited because he thought that if Sarah were drunk, she’s be more inclined to tell him what he knows about Rachel, and it would make it easier for him to turn her.
As they arrived at the Sammy house, he saw swarms of kids arriving in packs, all smiling, laughing and stumbling around. He knew this must be a typical night at Syracuse; kids drunk, going to parties and having fun with their friends.
They went around to the back door of the frat house, and entered though a large medal door that was bent on the top and didn’t fit right on its hinges. They then entered into a dark narrow entrance way with stairs going up on one side and going down on the other. They stopped and listened, and heard that the music was coming from downstairs so they headed down. As they got to the bottom the noise level rose tremendously and the vibrations of the base shook the floors. It was jam packed with people shoulder to shoulder dancing and drinking. He noticed a big clear tube spiraling around the floor that looked as if it started from the top floor of the house. He couldn’t tell though since he couldn’t see past the staircase of the basement level. It turned out the tube ended in some guy’s mouth and he was funneling beers though it. Rob had never seen anything quite like it, and wished he could give it a try. He walked over and a guy said to him, “Yo Dude, wanna go?”
Rob looked at the funnel and remembered how he’d been jipped of a college experience and without hesitation said, “Yeah, man!”
Rob took the clear tube and put one end in his mouth, then waited as the group started cheering. As the beer came flying though the tube, their cheers got louder and louder and then, he felt it hit his mouth. The refreshing taste of beer and the bubbles hit his tongue. He quickly gulped and swallowed it down, only letting some dribble out of his mouth. The guys cheered for him and so did the girls. He felt like a rock star and wished with his whole being that he had the chance to go to college.
“Have you guys seen Sarah?” Rob asked to the people around him.
“Sarah?” one guy asked.
“Yeah, Sarah Wood. She’s supposed to be here,” Rob said.
“The hot frosh you mean?” another guy said.
“Maybe?” Rob said.
“That girl?” the guy said, pointing towards the bar area.
Rob looked and saw Sarah standing on top of the bar dancing holding a red plastic cup of beer in her hand.
“Yeah, that’s her!” Rob said. “Thanks!”
Rob quickly went over to her and looked up at her on the bar.
“What are you doing here? I thought I told you to leave!” Sarah said.
“I need you to tell me about Rachel. I’ll leave you alone if you tell me,” Rob said.
“Don’t give me an ultimatum,” Sarah said. “I don’t have to tell you anything.”
Rob jumped up onto the bar after her and with a small hop, he was up and standing there, next to her staring her in the eye.
Sarah jumped back with surprise at his ability to jump like that. She took her cup of beer and threw it in Rob’s face. Before it could hit his face, he stopped the beer and it splashed back and hit her in the face, ruining her perfectly blow dried hair.
“What!” Sarah said. “Why’d you do that?”
“I didn’t do anything. You’re the one who threw it in my face!” Rob yelled.
“Listen, leave me alone,” Sarah said, as she jumped off the bar and ran upstairs.
Rob followed close behind her, using his force powers to keep up his speed. He ran like a panther, through the house as Sarah ran ahead of him. She was yelling at first, but Rob forced her lips to shut using mind control so that she wouldn’t alarm anyone as they ran through the house. He didn’t want her to scream and draw attention to him.
As she got to the top of the house Rob knew that she’d be trapped. There was nothing up there except a balcony and it was too high for her to jump. She ran around and around in circles, Rob chasing her and then stopped. Looked around and then opened a small door and jumped inside. Rob followed her, peeking his head down before he jumped. He couldn’t believe she jumped down the laundry chute. He wondered if she survived. He jumped in after her yelling her name.
“Sarah! Sarah! Stop running from me already!” Rob said as he came tumbling down to the ground.
Luckily for them, the frat didn’t do laundry often and their fall was cushioned by a heaping mound of disgusting, dirty clothes. They smelled awful, but at least they didn’t get hurt.
“Leave me alone. You’re scaring me!” Sarah said as she jumped up out of the pile of dirty clothes and ran towards the door of the laundry room. It was locked from outside and she tugged and tugged, but couldn’t get the door open. She spotted a window and then ran through it, leaving Rob hardly a second to catch his breath. He quickly followed her, getting stuck only for a minute in the small opening of the window.
He saw her running down the street and used his animal speed to catch up to her. He then jumped right in front of her like a bear attacking his prey and caught her off guard. Sarah let out a scream and then Rob reached out and grabbed her. Holding her tightly with one hand and the other hand covering her mouth.
“I wish I didn’t have to do this,” Rob said. “But you leave me no choice!”
Rob carried her to a quiet spot behind one of the classroom buildings on campus and there, in the light of the mood and the howling of the wind, he turned her. Sip by sip he drank her blood, but left just enough in so that she, too, could remain conscious to help him out. He felt badly for turning her, but knew it was the only way he could ever be with Rachel was to turn her sister first.