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Cute, isn't he?

Cute. He could make me hot for more than just blood.

Hey.

Hey.

Something of interest?

Yeah, a mortal specimen finally worthy of our study.

What's so special about him?

Okay, I'm leaving.

He's a hottie and I just broke sweat.

Well, I do have that effect on people.

No, what you do is make my skin crawl.

And here you thought she was the one.

Your destiny.

All them fickle twists of fate.

Must you always torment people?

I can turn my tormenting towns to you if that's what you want.

When the great eclipse plunged the world into darkness, the vampire race erupted

in a civil war.

The bloodthirsty fury battled with the enlightened elders for domination of the

undead. In desperation, the elders gathered up those young vampires that

be saved and entrusted them to me.

to humanize them, to tame their instincts, and teach them how to live

mortals.

In the vampire world, there is very little trust.

The vampire comes to expect betrayal.

It becomes basic to their nature.

Marty!

What have you done with Bella?

Bella? My pet rat.

Look, normally rodents are my first choice for power beverage, but I was

thirsty. You're sick, you know that?

Chill out, Meryl.

I didn't touch your sad excuse for a child substitute.

And you're getting sicker. All right, I may be a lot of things, but Ratnapper

ain't one of them.

It gets better in the last act.

In the last act, the evil Iago proves to be a master deceiver. He convinces

Othello to kill his true love, Desdemona.

Tragic.

I like Romeo and Juliet better.

Oh, thank you for ruining the ending.

That was thanking me for saving you two hours of reading.

Oh, excuse me for asking, but who are you?

Damon. Damon Grishmer.

I'm new.

Take a seat.

She looks great, didn't I?

He's circling in for the kill.

What special problem brings you to Mansbridge?

Not a problem. Just my hippy -dippy mother.

She's a big fan of alternative education.

She's convinced I'll find my center here.

In her eyes, I'm an overachiever with no sense of spiritual self -worth.

And what do you think?

She's probably right.

Oh, it appears they do have chemistry.

Pretty soon they'll be joined at the hip.

There's more to life than straight A's, right?

And there are certainly other desirable qualities to Mansbridge.

Such as?

Clearly you, for one.

Um, look, I really do need to understand this for tomorrow, so I should probably

finish reading it.

Sure.

Sorry, I wasn't trying to hit on you or anything.

No, no, it's not that, really. I have to read the book.

Then can I make a suggestion?

Sure. Shakespeare .com. You do have online computers in the library, right?

Then come on, because parting would be such sweet sorrow.

Oh, ouch.

Yet another reference to Romeo and Juliet.

That, that, that has got to hurt.

Marty, you can back off, or I can make you back off. I'm just calling them as

they seem.

paranormalpredators .com. I love that site.

You do?

Sure. Werewolves, vampires.

You believe in them?

Absolutely. To me, it's all scientific.

You see, I believe that vampires are humans that are infected by an

extraterrestrial parasite that feed off human blood.

You ever seen one? A real vampire? I wish.

You? I wish.

Not me. Too scary.

This is not looking good for the home team. Marty, shut up.

If you want, I can show you my collection of vampire books.

I bought Marion Hackett's latest.

Biological Killer.

You know it? No, is it good?

Highly readable and credible.

She's the head of the BPDA.

BPDA? What's that?

The Biomorphic Predator Disease Agency.

Agent Hackett is convinced that there's vampires living right under our noses.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, that's probably about it.

You know, it's too bad they don't got cameras in the dorm rooms. We might be

able to watch them doing a little... Sip it!

You gotta admit, he's a piece of work.

There's something about him that doesn't ring true.

Well, yeah.

He's a gal's guy and a guy's guy.

I mean, he's gotta be an alien life form for another planet or something.

No, I'm telling you.

He's not what he seems.

You might be right.

Nah. You're just a love -starved paranoiac with an inferiority complex.

I'm gonna keep an eye on him.

That's right. You're also a glut for emotional punishment.

Well...

Go knock yourself out, big guy.

And her evidence is very compelling.

Really? Yeah. Wait here. I'll go get the book.

Sorry, I should have warned you about Malcolm. He has a little bit of a weird

streak. No, I like him. He's an original.

Maybe I'll ask him to be my roommate.

I'd like that.

Something I can do for you?

I'm looking for Bella.

Bella being your pet rat?

Yes.

Okay, are you aware that I once had a cousin who was discovered by a horde of

rats in his coffin?

The operative word here being had because he was gnawed to nothing by

million sharp nasty little teeth.

Bella is one rat.

One.

Singular. Not a horde.

And she's friendly.

Well, just... Make sure you keep your little friends to yourself, okay?

And this is my dorm.

Oh, that's big.

Yeah, my roomies went on tour with her dad for a few weeks, so I have it all to

myself. Oh.

So you like it here at Mansbridge?

It's kind of strange.

How do you mean?

Just strange.

Okay.

Define strange.

What, you see things, hear things, phantoms in the night, what?

You'll think I'm crazy if I tell you.

Try me.

I used to dream about something.

And then I met him.

He just appeared one night down the library.

I don't even know if he was real.

You don't want to hear about this.

Yes, I do. I'm into this sort of stuff.

So you only saw him once?

Twice.

Crazy, huh?

Here's my take on it.

What's real is what's real to you.

What other people think doesn't matter.

Are you real?

Very.

And where were you just at?

None of your business.

Listen.

She's finally over you. That's a good thing, right?

It's time for her to have some fun.

Are you taking cues from Marty now?

Everybody has their dark side, even mortals.

I'm telling you, Essie, this Grismer guy, he's not what he seems to be. Who

Looking at it this way, she could do worse.

He's from the East Coast.

Straight A's.

President of the Humanitarian Society.

Star of the school play.

Says his mom's a big -time photojournalist.

Dad's a surgeon?

That's quite the pedigree.

Sorry, Drew. It looks like Sherry found the perfect guy.

Too perfect.

Drew, I think you should give it up.

I need your help.

And I need your help.

Bella's gone.

All right.

I'll help you find your ride if you help me find mine.

I promise.

You're still in the library. You gotta hurry up. I'm going as fast as I can.

Quite a bit of blush there.

If I didn't know better, I would think you were trying to go mortal.

She is.

What are you two up to?

We're also going to read the new guy's mind.

Drew thinks he's got something to hide, but I have to get close enough to him to

read his mind.

And he's new, so he won't suspect me not to be a day school student.

A covert op. Now this is starting to sound intriguing.

How's this look?

Yeah, you could pass.

Just be sure to keep your fangs in check.

Oh, and if he turns out to be a vampire, I get tips.

I'm ready.

Then let's go.

Ta -da.

You

go check

him out.

I'll keep guard.

So you decided to come down after all.

Yeah, though I don't know if breaking curfew on your first day is such a good

idea. We're in a library. What kind of trouble could we get into here?

However, we do have company.

Really? Who?

Well, whoever it was must have left when you weren't looking.

So, tell me again about your dream stranger.

Um, both meetings were here, in the library.

He just appeared and then he disappeared.

What do you mean by disappear?

He was just gone.

It must have been tough.

It was.

I could just kill him for you.

That'd be another solution.

Quiet.

Hey, what were you doing on the computer?

I was just sending an email.

To who?

Unlike you, nobody important.

No kissing, rushing things.

Let's go.

Come on, man.

Hey,

roomie. I made some popcorn, and I have a tape of the

seldom -seen Mexican Dracula ready for screening.

Popcorn and fangs. Great way to end the day.

Let's go, buddy.

He's a BPDA agent.

He lied to me.

We're going to have to do something.

Like I said before, let's just kill him. That's always your answer, and it's

always the wrong one.

Says who?

Hey, mastermind, killing day students isn't on the curriculum.

He's not a day student. He's a spy.

With a direct line to Marion Hackett, which means killing him is not the

solution. Because?

Because the death or disappearance of a BPDA agent means that Marion Hackett's

next visit will be nothing short of a vendetta.

So what do we do?

Speaking of vendettas, why don't we do what the mob does?

And that would be?

Make him an offer he can't refuse.

Show him our power.

And instill in him the fear.

Scare tactics.

I can do that.

Come on, bloodsucker, show me a sign.

Okay, you had your chance.

I'm not afraid of you.

I would be.

I would be very, very afraid.

If you say anything to anyone, we won't find you.

You can't run, because we're way too fast.

And you can't hide.

Because we're everywhere.

I'm guessing you heard.

About the Damon David caper?

Yeah. I just talked to Dr. Murdoch and he told me that he was a spy for Marion

Hackett.

That woman.

She's both of us.

I don't want to talk about it.

Yeah, but for what?

Vampire info.

He could have just asked, but no.

He had to pretend to be my friend.

For both of us.

But hey, I am your friend.

I can't believe he actually cried.

Blubber is more like it.

Do you think he'll tell anyone?

I read his mind. Believe me, he's not telling anyone.

Ew!

Bella!

Way to deal, remember?

You find my rat, and I find yours.

Trust.

How can that elusive virtue be acquired?

Friendships.

Surely, this is the first step in teaching vampires to trust.

Though, what of the second step?

Where might the vampire's trusting heart lead them?