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    Vampire Heart

    15.11 Thursday

    Finally, Thursday came; the day of the trip. It was cold outside and it would be even colder in Majdanek where we were going. However, it didn’t dampen my enthusiasm. I was going to show everyone, especially Alice, how much I matched Edward.

    I wore a warm polar sweater but I found it too ugly so I replaced it with a little cooler black one. I made my eyelashes up (what I’d been doing scrupulously for some time) and put on earrings. Instead of the warm coat from Edward, I wore a short, but also warm, (as I thought) jacket. I had a scarf on my neck, but I resigned from a cap; it might ruin my hair that was arranged with great difficulty (I finally managed to straighten it).

    Prepared like that, I daringly met my boyfriend, who was waiting for me in the car.

    “You look nice.” He complimented me as I had sat down. I looked through the window not to let him see a smirk of satisfaction on my face.

    We arrived at the place of the meeting perfectly on time. Edward left his car in the parking lot in front of the school; we were going to be back in the night and he promised my mom to get me back home. As we made our way to my classmates, the bus had been already checked by the police and ready for us to get on. We had to sit in the front of the bus because of my occasional and capricious travel sickness. While in our drive we didn’t talk much. We shared a pair of earphones listening to music, humming our favorite songs from time to time. The music was what we both loved most.

    The driver had turned the heating on so it was getting hotter. I relaxed. I was just falling asleep when I heard Edward groan hardly. I peeked at him. His eyes were dark from thirst, though he apparently had been hunting tonight. “What’s wrong?” I asked, worried.

    He looked at me and smiled weakly. “In high temperature your scent is more intensive.”

    I hadn’t thought about that. “Should I change my seat? Is it very hard for you?” I asked, concerned.

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