Oh, how he longed to touch the pretty boy he saw everyday. He wanted him. Badly. He saw a new kid move into the neighborhood, and God, his first thoughts weren't to drink his blood. How surprising! Now, he knew today was his first day at school. How'd he know? Stalking, obviously. He impatiently waited in his seat, in the middle row, waiting for the new boy to walk in. He was practicing shaking with how much he was excited to see him again. He hoped the teacher sat the new boy next to him...