"IT WAS FRIGGING DRAC, WITH A SMIRK ON HIS FACE!"

  His eyes were completely playful, so I decided to play with him. I rolled my eyes before elbowing him hard. The force made him drop me and fall into the water. I resurfaced, pulled a lot of hair out of my eyes, and looked for Drac. He was coughing. His hair was a mess, his cape was gone, although I don't know if that was because he wasn't wearing it at all, and, of course, he was completely wet.

I laughed, and when I looked back up I saw Drac staring at me. A small smile was now on his lips, and his eyes were full of love and admiration. We stared into each other's eyes, getting closer to each other.....until someone (fake) coughed very loudly. I shook my head, as did Drac, before looking around. Almost everybody had stopped what they were doing and were staring at us. I flushed at the unwanted attention. Some had smirks, others had regular, happy smiles. I turned to face Drac again. He looked at me.

"I better go change into something....dry, now. So, uh, see ya soon."

 I then left the pool, taking my things with me. It felt so awkward to me, honestly. But I couldn't stay there with everyone staring. I did what I believe is right. I soon reached my room. I tore off my clothes (not literally though!) and dried myself off with one of my towels. After I was finished, I put on some new clothes and flopped down on to my bed. I was embarrassed at what happened.

...No, I wasn't embarrassed at what Drac and I did. No, it was everybody staring that made me feel embarrassed. But no matter what I thought about what happened, I could not change the past. So, like a rational human being, I flopped on to my bed, which was amazingly soft, and buried my head in my pillows. I moaned loudly, annoyed at the fact I had to have "feelings" because sometimes they could be such a pain! I just want to spend time with Drac now! All alone, with nobody else to stare or judge.

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I woke up to the sound of knocking. Groggily, I got up, wondering when I fell asleep. I opened the door to see a zombie.

"Grah gah gr grrra ga." He said, handing me a note.

"Thank you?" I said before he left.

I looked at the note, looked down the hall to the zombie's retreating form, and disappeared into my room. I read the note, which said:

It is not your conversation

That keeps me entertained.

But rather the way you look at me, that makes me feel sustained.

Would it be okay if I took some of your time?

Would it be okay if I wrote you a rhyme? Would it be okay if I could make you smile?

Would it be okay if I held you awhile?

Your beauty is so bright and warm, shining through the darkest storm.

Why are you so beautiful? Why do you take my breath away?


How did I get so lucky?

How are you perfect in every single way?

If you smile back at me, I promise you will feel ecstatic.

If you go out on a date with me,

I promise it will be romantic!

                    Will you go out with me, to dinner at Hunchback's? At 9 o'clock?

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