A rumor of supernatural beings was festering the town. Now the school was crawling with weirdos wearing fake fangs, trying to get media attention. The goth kids got pestered, especially the ones that liked that vampiric style, they got the worst of it. Girls were hoping for this to be a Twilight or Vampire Diaries situation where the vampire is a sexy boy who's physically seventeen but has been around for a hundred years.

Mace, like many other rational thinkers, found this all to be stupid. He was happy to have a boyfriend that didn't bring up this whole vampire bullshit.

You were insanely nerdy, not conventionally attractive, socially inept, it was a wonder why Mace chose you. You helped him with school work all the time, especially history. You knew such small details, it was like you were there. Science was a tricky one for you, it was a subject that always changed, can't keep up with the facts if they change the next day.

He loved doing English work with you, you always brought up the fact you've spent years analyzing pieces, you made such boring literature sound so intresting.

Mace was over at your house tonight, just a sleep over with no plans. You sent him to the kitchen for snacks as you found something to watch. He looked at the walls, he found it so weird that there weren't and photos of your family, just old paintings. He opened the fridge to see blood bags on the top shelf, his face couldn't help but fall. Disappointment, did you really fall for this little hoax?

Mace retrieved some snacks and went back to your room, a "blood" bag hidddn behind his back, he didn't believe you had real blood. It was probably corn syrup with red food dye. You looked up at him with red eyes, pointy teeth peaking out. He scoffed.

"Oh come on! I thought you found this vampire stuff stupid," he drops to the floor next to you, tossing the goodies in front of you. He was actually annoyed, maybe he's being immature, yet he just can't help it. He thought you were better than this.