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Her history class hadn't really been much of an actual class at all. The teacher had quickly done a lesson before telling the class the page numbers to read and the questions to answer just before she dismissed the class.

Not an ordinary highschool class, Jezebel thought as she gathered up her textbook and her carefully written notes of the lesson.

The blonde vampire frowned as she carried her books, planning to return to her dorm room to complete the assigned work before her next class. All thoughts of completing her work went out of her head as she melled the scent of blood. Her violet eyes became curious as she couldn't ignore it, she gripped her books tighter, and Jezebel moved quickly to find where it was coming from. The smell was overpowering and Jezebel was feeling ever so thirsty. Perhaps she'd be allowed -- NO!

She immediately closed her mind to that thought as she appeared outside the door of a very noisy classroom. She noticed this was the Self Control class and realized someone had very obviously 'lost control'. She frowned, knowing she wasn't going to get lucky at all now, and forced her thirst to the back of her mind. It was difficult, with the scent seemingly stuck in her nostrils, but the lonely vampire slowly walked away from it. It took quite a lot of willpower but, somehow, she managed it.

Upon reaching her dorm room she threw herself onto her bed, burying her head into her pillow as she willed the blood scent out of her head.