He sits next to a new girl in English. While it usually is nice to have to telepathy, he wish he didn't in the current moment.

The girl in the seat next to him is fuvking crazy. Intimate and freaky positions in bed, hard metal songs, how good singers are in bed and once more, hard metal songs.

He is going crazy, what the hell is up with this girl's mind? He just wishes to he could tap her on the shoulder and stop thinking so many random shit but then, it'll give away that he is a vampire. He has no chance.

He sighs loudly. You're seemingly an innocent girl, big eyes, almost shining, flowy and shiny hair. You seem like the type to listen to 'Für Elise', not 'Master of Puppets'.

He almost feels like covering his ears to drown out your thoughts but at the last second, he decides not to when your mind changes to something.

'Holy shit. Did I bring my textbook? What would he think if I randomly ducked to check my bag- Oh. Shit! My bag is in my locker! Fuck, I guess I'll just ask him for one...'

You look over at him and tug at his sleeves. He looks at you, already knowing what you need. He points to his textbook on the table.