A scene about a vampire and a traveler

Amy thinks about your question for second. Then her eyes light up, and she pulls out a piece of paper. She’s furiously scribbling down line after line words. It’s actually very impressive to see, as in a matter of minutes she completely filled up the paper. She looks over her once, then grins and hands you the paper.

“Check it.” Amy says, looking enthusiastic.

Taking the paper, you read over what Amy wrote. Before you is a story of a wandering traveler who while traversing a forest gets caught in a rainstorm. The traveler then takes refuge in a ominous manor which he comes across. Once inside the traveler is greeted by the lord of the manor. The traveler has bad feeling and wishes to leave yet the lord of the manor insists the traveler should stay. The following script is then makes up the conversation between the the lord trying to convince the traveler to stay, while the traveler makes tons of excuses while he should leave. In the end the traveler decides to stay, and as he turns his back is bitten by the lord revealing herself to be a vampire.

Amy’s writing of the story is actually quite good, it very much has an intriguing style. The dialogue really pulls you in as well, it reading like a text from a classical literature.

“Wow this is actually really great Amy!” You say.

“hee, thanks I based it off a song from one of the bands I liked, I just took the general premise and expanded on with more detail and story.” Amy says looking proud of herself.

Amy then smirks, a mischievous gleam in her eye.

“I just hope your good enough to play the part, oh and about the bite at the end I’m serious about it that I’m really going to bite you hope you're not a baby when it comes to pain.”

“W-well that depends on how hard you're going to bite me.” You say.

“Mmm not hard enough to make you bleed, but it’s most definitely gonna hurt I have pretty sharp, canine after all.” Amy says pulling up part of her mouth to show you here teeth.

She isn’t lying either her canine does look pretty sharp, they almost teeth from a wolf or some other predatory animals.

“O-oh well I guess it will be good method acting then.” You said a little bit nervous.

Amy then starts laughing.

“Hahaha, I’m just messing you dude I an’t gonna bite you that hard.”

“Oh well that’s a relief…”

A few more minutes pass and, Ms. Miles calls every one's attention so that they can begin their scenes. You hope that someone volunteers to go first as you don’t want to be the first group. Being the first group means the pressure is on, and while you were confident in your acting skills you didn’t need the added pressure. Luckily another group volunteers, so you no longer have to worry about that.

The first group is an athletic looking girl, and a almost equally athletic looking boy. They both are wearing matching sports jackets with the school’s mascots on the backs. Making you think the two of them most probably do sports together. The two choose to do the Romeo and Juliet, you probably can guess why as you were pretty sure you saw these to be all lovely dovey more than once in class. Their acting is a little over dramatic, yet they seem to be having fun with it. At the end the two really go at during the kiss scene, doing quite a bit of making out before finally ending the scene. Everyone claps politely and Ms. Miles tells the two to then take their seat.

“That was great you to now, anyone else want to go next?” Ms. Miles asks.

“We’ll go next.” Amy said raising her hand.

You're a bit surprised to at Amy volunteering to go so soon, though you guess she's just too excited to wait.

"Ok then you two come on up." Ms. Miles says.

You and Amy both stand Infront of the class. all eyes now on the two of you. Amy takes center stage as you stand off a little bit just to the write of her. She's looks like she loves the attention to, a great big grin on her face not showing even an ounce of stage fright. Then she clears her throat as her face shifts to a more serious expression, and she beings to narrate the opening scene.

“On a day of thunder and rain, a lone traveler lost in the woods searches for shelter against the storm. As he presses on through the forest her comes to manor, towering over the trees. Seeing no other escape from the harsh weather the traveler decides to enter the manor.” As Amy finishes she takes a couple steps to the side allowing you to take center stage.

“Hello… hello… hark if it be that this manor be occupied by either lord or servant may one please speak so that I may know you.” You spoke in a old timey accent pretending to call out.

“I speak, yet thee be cocky to ask to know me, for who are you to make demands from a manor which you have no know or claim.” Amy responds in very sophisticated Shakespearian style manner of speaking.

She walks over to you taking slow deliberate steps, holding her self with poise and confidence.

“Pray tell who by thou, madame might thee be the mistress of the house?” You say continuing the dialogue.

“I am the mistress of the house, yet prey tell why tis you cus me offense with such question of my status.” Amy continues to edge closer to you a dark grin on her face.

“A thousand apologies my lady, for I only wanted clarification I meant not to question.”

“I then forgive your transgression, tell me do thee seek shelter from the elements outside?” Amy says standing right up in your face.

“I-I hath insulated you I see, so I shall take now my leave.” You act nervous now, pretending to be intimidated by Amy.

“Perish the thought, please find comfort in my house, stay for to save your self from cold.” Amy circles around you, you turn with her as to not have your back facing her.

“No I mustn’t impose.”

“I insist, or does thou seem to insult me further by refusing my hospitality.” Amy say getting right in your face again.

“I do not, but I was bid to come to another town for some one if I be tardy it may be as if I bite my thumb at them, and if they feel spited they may relinquish my employment.” You act a bit aloof now looking around to not meet Amy’s gaze.

“Is the pull of coin enough to gamble your life good sir, one may catch **** in storms such as this.”

“My wellness has never wavered, even in youth, I therefore anticipate a small storm shall not change that.” You continue not to look Amy in the eyes.

“A small storm indeed, small enough that you would wonder into a strangers home in order to seek refuge from it.” Amy’s voice
is dripping with sarcasm as she spoke.

“Indeed…”

“Tell me sir do you think me daft, for that this what one would have to be to believe you.”

“Oh no no no no, tis just I don’t think I could make it to my employer if I were to rest here.” You scratch your neck nervously.

“Worry not, I can provide you with a horse and you can make your travel double time.” Amy continues to press, having an answer to every excuse you make.

“Yet my clothes be wet, and I have no other dress, I cannot stay.”

“Worry not, I can provide you with fresh clothes better then what you wear now.”

“Yet I have not money in which to repay you for dress, I cannot stay.”

“Worry not, I can give you dress for free as I have great wealth.”

“Yet I may become hungry, I cannot stay.”

“Worry not, I can have food prepared so you may eat your fill.”

“Yet I may become thirsty, I cannot stay.”

“Worry not, I can have drink prepared for you so you may drink your fill.”

As your reason become more, and more frivolous, Amy continues to have answer to very excuse you make. This whole part having a brilliant humorous under tone.

“Tell me now traveler won’t you stay?”

Amy now presses her self against you, pulling you into an embrace like as she rest her head on your shoulder.

“In truth madame I feel a terrible fate may wait me if I do.” You push Amy off of keeping her at arms distance.

“Come now, if man were to follow ever feeling that springs forth from his soul, our civil world would cease to be would it not?”

“”Yet still I feel that I should not be here.”

You turn to leave though an imaginary door.

“Then let me help you feel nothing!”

At last the finale, Amy suddenly grabs you by the shoulder in bites into your neck. She actually bites pretty hard causing to make a pained face. Yet still keeping in character you raise a hand to the sky in dramatic fashion. Amy then slowly pull you down to the floor her teeth still around your neck, as you lay in her lap. You go limp, your eyes closed as your character has all of his blood drained, and dies.

Amy then stops biting you and the two of you get up as the class applauds.

“Very good you two, that was very well done, very creative.” Ms. Miles praises both of you as you take your seats.

“Now then whose next?” Ms Miles asks as she looks around the class for volunteers.

You then reach your hand to your neck rubbing the spot where Amy bit you. It actually stings a bit and feels kinda sore.

“Heehee yeah you got a bruise there now sorry.” Amy’s says grinning at you.

“I thought you said you weren’t gonna bite me so hard.” You say a bit whiny.

“Yeah I lied, like you said it would be good method acting, and I think it was looking at everyone’s faces I think you sold it pretty well.” Amy says not a bit a sympathy in her voice.

“I wonder what I looked like then?” You say continuing to rub your bruised neck.

“I don’t know I couldn’t exactly see, it if you let me bite you again well could take a selfie and get a picture if you want.”

Amy bites the air after she makes the suggestion.

“Uhhh no thank you.”

“Awww what did it hurt, want me to kiss it and make it all better?” Amy chuckles teasingly.

“Hardy har…” You say sarcastically.

“By the way we’re did you learn to write like that it was pretty good.” You ask.

“Oh It’s not to difficult I’ve always been pretty creative, I write songs for my band so it wasn’t like I’m inexperienced when it comes to writing.”

“You have a band?” Your eyebrows going up in surprise with just how talented Amy seems to be.

“Yeah I play the guitar to, if you want you can come to my house and I could play show you I’m pretty good.” Amy suggested

“Oh ok, yeah that would be cool.”

“Alright then you can come right after school if you want my new house isn’t that far of a walk.”

“Sure I would be down for that.”

“Please no more talking the next group is about to present.” Ms Miles says.

The two of you then quiet down turning to watch the next group present.