SCENE!! It is a beautiful Friday night in New York City. Eve and Jack are currently enjoying a star gazing trip in the middle of Central park. Andy and Katy are at a sorority party. Both are dancing and are completely drunk. --- Genevieve --- I stare up at the beautiful stars. Sometimes I feel drawn to them. Even if there are many clustered together I can see that each one is alone in their part of the galaxy. I can empathize with such loneliness. Even with my best friend laying right beside me on this blanket I feel alone. I can't tell him how I really feel though because then he would certainly question why I had these feelings. I couldn't very well tell him that I have complicated feelings for him and I can't act on them because of my..erm...condition as a vampire. Such secrets must stay a secret otherwise people will get hurt. The last thing I want is to hurt him. I met him three years ago and we were fast friends. Soon we became best friends and inevitably we moved in together. It wasn't a wise choice on my part because it was then that I realized how I felt about him. Being in such close proximity to him amplified everything. Sometimes I would walk into his room and he'd be changing his shirt. Or I would happen to be in the hallway while he walks to his bedroom fresh out of the shower. Or sometimes we'd just be sitting on the couch watching a movie and we'd look at each other at the same moment. The way I felt for him couldn't just be how drawn to his blood I am. Even now the delightful aroma of his blood assaults my senses. I can only imagine drinking his blood. Like a hallucination I see myself stroking his face and kissing him. I would then move my kisses to his neck. I can practically hear the sigh he would make as I bite into his artery and let the liquid flow free.... I jolt myself out of the day dream and sit up, "The stars can get boring after a while, can't they?" I smile at him and then grab a grape out of the tupperware containers we had brought with us. I pop it into my mouth and then I reach for my guitar and start to play some chords for a few minutes, "Maybe its time for us to call it a night." I say as I quiet the guitar. --- Andrew --- The music pulses around us as we dance in the middle of a crowd. She is so close to me that I can't help but notice the beautiful scent of the red liquid that flows through her veins. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, planting some kisses on her neck. I pull away and stare into her eyes as we sway to the music. I am very drunk and so is she. I must watch the decisions I make right now, but I can't seem to make myself care. I kiss her passionately, not really caring that we are in a crowd full of people. They are all drunk anyways so the likelihood of them even paying attention to the couple is slim. I then whisper in her ear, "We should get out of here. Enjoy the rest of our night elsewhere." He chuckles softly and then begins to lead her through the crowd and to the door. Luckily his apartment is of walking distance from the house. Driving would not exactly be the brightest of ideas at this current moment of time. Once they arrive he closes the door and presses her against it, kissing her once more. In this state the smell of her blood is intensified to him. He can't simply ignore it anymore. Somehow they make it to the couch and he is on top of her. He begins to kiss her neck and can feel the beat of her heart against his lips. He moans and the temptations become to much to resist. He bites into her neck without thinking and then all rational thought is thrown out of the window. The only thought on his mind is the way her blood is making him feel. He can't seem to stop.