His heart picked up speed. "Tell me about yourself."
"I'd rather hear about you. You seem so interesting; I couldn't keep my eyes off you at lunch."
Eyes wide, he asked, "Really? Are you sure?"
I scooted even closer. "Mmmm hmmm. I love a guy who isn't afraid to wear a shirt with a funny saying across the front. It takes guts."
He blushed. "I…well, people just don't understand usually."
"Tell me what it means," I said, tracing the words with my finger.
"It, uh, it's a reference to the game I play," he said, his heart racing faster.
"Explain it to me," I whispered, still tracing the wording.
"I…I…you'd have to play it to really get it."
Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. I scooted back a little, giving him some space. He was obviously not used to attention from pretty girls, even ones dressed down. I was only wearing jeans and sweater. He'd probably pass out if I'd been wearing anything that exposed any skin. "Maybe I should let you get back to class. Do you want to meet after school?"
He nodded. "You name the place."
"Right back here," I suggested.
"You want to meet in the cafeteria?"
"Then you suggest something. I told you I'm new here."
"How about the gym? I think there's a volleyball game after school."
"Everyone sure likes volleyball around here," I said, remembering a conversation that I had heard Alexis have.
"They're long time champions," he said, shrugging. "Everyone goes to their games."
"Wouldn't you like to go somewhere a little more private?"
More beads of sweat popped out around his face and his eyes dilated.
"I'm sure the game would be a good place to get to know each other," I said.
He looked relieved.
A lady walked to our table. "You two need to get to class."
I stared into her eyes, waiting for them to dilate. "We're fine. Leave us alone."
She nodded. "You're fine. I'll just leave you two alone," she said and walked away.
Turning back to Jason, I saw that his eyes were wide. "What was that?"
"I just told her to let us be."
"Yeah, but she actually listened to you. She doesn't listen to anyone."
"I'm not just anyone."
"You did something. What did you do?"
"Nothing. I just told her to back off."
"And she did. She never does that. How did you do that?"
I shrugged. "I guess she just likes me."
He narrowed his eyes. "What aren't you telling me?"
"I'm a vampire."
His eyes widened and he stared at me for a few moments. "You honestly expect me to believe that?"