Melanie's eyes kept watering at the sight she saw.
Serena was in pain, yet she couldn't do anything about it.
After Darek saw that she was hurt badly, his gaze turned to Melanie.
"Nowm, where were we?"
Melanie gave him a death glare.
She saw Serena pass out.
Damn She thought.
KEN! She screamed in her head and saw Darek smirk.
"Your boyfriend won't help you now since I'm your boyfriend."
He stepped on her leg, breaking it.
She muffled screamed.
Darek laughed and walked over to Serena.
No
Darek disappeared with Serena then back.
"Serena's in the nurses office. Told her she got in a fight. But not with me"
Melanie wanted to kill him.

Dammit! It didn’t work. He was too simpleminded, too obsessed with Melanie alone to show interest in anything else, and Melanie was already losing a lot of blood. What now? Serena’s mind was franticly panicking to think of something, while her body was stunned and helpless. She looked around the room in hopelessness, as if searching for some type of weapon or something. She couldn’t stand just sitting there watching it all right in front of her eyes! She lurched forward and sprung at him without thinking. She thrust her elbow at his temple and then dropped to the ground and swung her leg around from under him with all her might. He tumbled over, crashing to the floor next to her. Of course she knew this would have hardly caused him any pain at all, but it at least distracted him for a brief moment. Springing up from the floor, she crawled over to Melanie and moved to remove the tape from her mouth. But then her common sense had begun to catch up with her and she silently cursed herself for doing something so idiotic without even remotely thinking it through. Merely seconds later, something slammed into the side of her torso with a crushing blow and forced the breath from her throat. She yelled in pain for a short moment before smashing into a locker and falling silent.

Melanie's eyes looked over his shoulder to see Serena.
She wanted to scream for Serena to leave, but couldn't.
Darek's mouth twitched.
He glanced over himself and sighed.
"Your not fooling anyone, young girl."
His eyes turned back to Melanie.
"Your friend's not gonna save you."
He bit her everywhere, making Serena watch.
Melanie's breathing speed up.
With just an once to fight with, She closed the door with her mind.
Darek's eyes widened.
"How?"
Part witch
He grinned.
"That's why you smell soo delicious. Why are you here then? At Rosewood academy?"
I'm part human. duh
He cut her up more, making tears fall again.

Serena just watched as Darek ran out after Melanie, sweeping past her with vicious intentions to catch up. She stood perfectly still except for bowing her head slightly. She figured it was at least over now because the coach would take over things in the next room. But still, she decided to come back for Melanie and check in on her to make sure she really was alright. So, at the end of her class, to which she was late and had to make up an excuse, she went back to the girl’s dressing room to look for Melanie. Just as she was walking in, she heard Darek’s malevolent voice and Melanie’s muffled cries for help.

Serena watched, utterly horrified and desperately tried to come up with an idea to help her. But what could she do against a vampire? It’s not like she carried any weapons around with her. She stepped outside the locker room and back into the hallway for a moment, pressed against the wall beside the door and breathing heavily. She glanced over at the window next to her. It was old, covered with a thin layer of dust and corners curdled in grime. One small section of the window was broken. Sidestepping closer to the window, Serena did the only thing she could think to do; she forced her hand against a jagged piece of glass protruding out from the wooden frame and dragged it down. It sliced across her palm and she winced in pain. Her skin was quickly tainted in crimson red as blood ran from the new wound. She closed her hand into a loose fist and held it to her chest as she stalked back into the room and out into plain sight. She could only hope that Darek would quickly catch the scent and have lost interest in Melanie’s. From there, her plan was to do her best to avoid the bloodthirsty frenzy and run for it.

She opened her mouth to say something once he caught sight of her, a crazed and malicious look in his eyes, but her breath caught in her throat. The sight of poor Melanie, tied up and her arms striped with red, left her horror stricken. It frightened her even more so than the fact that an evil vampire was eyeing her hungrily with obvious intentions to kill. Still, in the back of her mind, Serena was ready to sprint for the door the second Darek moved.

Melanie was frantic in the girl's locker room.
She couldn't go out there.
A shiny object caught her eyes.
A razor.
She never was up for that sort of thing, but this was a time to use it.
Since no one was in here, she stepped into the shower turning it on.
Still fully clothed, she sat down and started.
Melanie bit her lip each time it happened.
Blood trailed to the drain.
It takes the pain away. It takes the pain away
She kept telling herself.
She was losing too much blood.
Suddenly, someone was near her.
She glanced up to see Darek.
"We have some unfinished business darling."
Melanie was fixing to scream, but was ducked taped by Darek.
"You don't want Ken to come do you?"
She whimpered.
Darek's eyes went down to her wrist.
"If you like that so much I'll do it for you...all over."
OMG, he's going to torture me. I don't want to die!
She screamed into her head.
Tears fell down her face.
Darek began, but this time with a knife.
Melanie tried screaming.
It hurt soo much.

Melanie had tears springing to her eyes.
Her wrist kept crushing against her.
"Darek, listen to her," She said fimly.
SLAP!
Her cheek stung.
"Be quiet. I'll deal with this."
He glared at Serena.
"This is my girlfriend I will do whatever the hell I want with her."
Melanie couldn't take it.
She kicked Darek in the balls then ran out of the room.
Her wrist was bleeding by now.
Coach Grant stopped her.
All the boys stared.
"What happened?"
She stared past him to Ken.
He hope he could read her mind.
Kill Darek. His hurt me and now... She couldn't finish the thought.
"Nothing. I just ran into something."
Her eyes never left Ken.
"Okay then."
Walking to him, Melanie stopped.
"Your blood heals people. After class, please give me some and I will do the return."
She begged.
Suddenly, two hands grabbed hers.
Darek's hands.
"Let go of me!"
THe coach was no where in sight.
"Never," He whispered into her ear.
She struggled.
"SERENA!"
She felt Darek's fangs nipping her shoulder blade.
"NO! NOT RIGHT NOW! THAT IS FIRST PERIOD!"
Her eyes fell onto Ken.
Her eyes begged for help.

“Ugh! I give up!” Serena exclaimed to herself, exhausted from trying to find another way to get to her dorm room. She figured all there was left to do was to wait till the bell rang for her next class, since there was hardly enough time to go back up to her room anyway. She walked to the center of the courtyard, where the large fountain stood. She set her books down and took a seat on the cold stone rim that surrounded the water. She sighed as she watched people carelessly pass by, and her thoughts began to drift off. Her eyes traced the tree line ahead of her just beyond the edge of the courtyard. Absentmindedly, she turned and only very slightly leaned over the edge of the stone surrounding the fountain. She gently dipped her hand into the cool water, letting her fingertips skim along the surface and watching the soft ripples fade as they traveled further away. A light wind danced through her hair gracefully and she felt extraordinarily peaceful.

But that tranquil feeling of peace soon began to disperse. She felt as if a presence was growing closer and closer to her. She held very still and her eyes strayed off to the side as if trying to get a view of whatever it was. The sensation grew even stronger and she could swear she felt the delicate breeze of someone’s breath on her neck. Within the same minute, the bell sounded and jolted her out of her state of uneasy stillness. She spun around and looked over her shoulder, but saw nothing. Nothing but a group of students bustling by, hurrying to their next class. The possibility that someone really was there and simply disappeared into the midst of the crowd was her second consideration; her first being that she was just being paranoid or working too hard, or something else along those lines.

Serena quickly gathered up her things and stood up, swiftly making her way to class. Stalking down one of the halls, she heard something from behind one of the doors that made her hesitate to continue. Turning to her right, she saw that it was the door which lead into the girl’s locker room. She heard a recognizable voice behind the wooden door, protesting against another voice. Without really thinking, Serena pushed through the heavy door and rounded a corner created by a long row of tall lockers. There, she saw… oh, what was his name… Darek. He had a painful grip around Melanie’s wrist and she was desperately trying to push him away. “Hey!” she yelled, breaking through the chaos, her voice echoing a bit in the enclosed room. When he stopped to look at her, she dropped her stuff off to the side and motioned towards the door. “GIRL’S locker room?” She took a few steps closer, eyeing him carefully. When he refused to move, she responded in a quieter voice. “Go on, get the hell out of here.” It’s not as if she was trying to seem threatening, but if there was obviously a witness in the room, hopefully he would discontinue the violent conduct.

Melanie glared after him.
She heard the bell and went to her next class, which was also P.E.
She always had hers with boys, vampires much less, because the girls always walked.
Melanie's eyes wandered the room.
Her eyes stopped at one guy.
The guy from history.
What did the teacher call him?....Ken.
Walking to him, the P.E. teacher, Coach Grant, stopped her.
"Hanging with teh boys again, eh matey?" He laughed.
She smiled then nodded.
"Yep. I can't wait for track tryouts this year."
Coach Grant was also her favorite teacher because in this class she wasn't treated differently.
Except changing in girls locker room.
"Goodwin, nice to see you again."
A voice called and she turned to see her ex-boyfriend Darek.
"As to you to," She growled and started to stalk off.
"Where ya going? I was an idiot last year. Forgive me and another chance?" He asked hopefully.
Melanie gave a smile.
"Sure...not."
Turning to walk away, he grabbed her wrist.
"Don't turn away from me sweets," He harshly whispered.
"Let go of me!" She barked.

Serena stopped in her tracks at the sound of someone calling her name. She turned around to see Melanie gracefully walking towards her. She recognized her from a few of her classes and she had seen her around the girl’s dormitory from time to time. “Oh. Hey,” she responded simply. At the mentioning of spending her summer in Paris, Serena blinked in surprise and didn’t know exactly how to reply to that. “Paris, wow. Sounds… fancy. Um, my summer break was alright. I mean, it was nothing as exciting as that.” She spoke in a polite, but somewhat uninterested tone. She was already waiting for Melanie to ask the same question that Kim, and just about everyone else, had asked her; If she was going to the Autumn dance. And then, like all the rest of them, Melanie would probably then proceed to explain her dress, shoes, and how she intended to wear her hair. Something to which Serena will always politely listen to and occasionally comment or provide an opinion, but also something she couldn’t exactly relate to. Dancing in general was not a very good idea for her, but doing so in heels would definitely not work to her advantage considering how uncoordinated she was in the first place. Besides, showing up alone would seem kind of pathetic… wouldn’t it?

Serena tucked her arms in, holding her books tighter to her chest as she adjusted. Not seconds later, a tall figure appeared just behind Melanie. Serena was startled, but only enough so to convey a confused, curious expression. Her mouth parted to say something, but he swiftly left before she could speak. She moved aside for him to pass and let her eyes trail to the ground instead of turning back to watch him walk away. She didn’t recognize him as a usual student, so it was easy to conclude that he was a transfer. And it wasn’t hard to miss the glint of two small, pointed teeth in his mocking smirk. Serena’s attention returned to Melanie’s eyes and saw that she was obviously intrigued by the mysterious god-like man. A new fan girl gained already? she thought to herself. Dismissing the intrusion, she quietly said, “Well, uh, I better get back to my dorm.” She started walking again, but came to an abrupt stop when she saw that her path was crowded with about ten girls who were giggling and fidgeting excitedly as they each discreetly fought for a chance to talk to Nyx, one of the eldest and most adored vampires. “Or, I could take the long way around,” she remarked as she turned to begin walking the other way.

((that was well done, Corrupted))

Melanie looked startled by his presence, but showed nothing on her face.
"Yes Paris. And I wasn't bragging, I was..."
She thought of another word.
"Telling of my trip. My family leaves there."
After he walked away, she turned back to Serena.
"Well, see you in class."
Melanie darted off towards her favorite class: History.

Enetering the room, she noticed the boy from the hall.
Who let that...that...pest into this school? She thought, narrowing her eyes.
"Take a seat, Miss. Goodwin," said a very stern Mr. Marklin.
"Fine."
She sat next to the boy...only seat left.
"Don't talk or look at me," She muttered towards him, keeping her eyes up ahead.
The class lasted about an hour and a half, with her taking notes and answering all the questions correctly.
"Thank god that is over. I don't like being the smart girl," She groaned while walking out of class with a few girls.
"Mr. Marklin needs a new pet."
She grinned.
"And I know exactly who that will be."
She turned and marched over to the boy...vampire.
"Look you little Moroi. I need a favor. Be he teacher's pet."