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I haven't been through this, I haven't edited it and I'm not sure how much sense it makes/doesn't make.

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Mat sat alone in his bedroom going over the script for the next day, although not really thinking about what he was reading. There was a knock at the door. Mat ignored it and continued reading. The knocking came again. “Hey, mate. Can I come in?” shouted Jim through the closed door. Mat sighed and put the script aside.

“Fine. Get in here.” he shouted back. Jim stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

“So… umm… are you alright, mate?” he asked. Mat was slightly taken aback. What if he knew?

“Yeah, yeah I’m great. Never been better.” he smiled.

“Are you sure, mate? I mean, you’ve been taking a lot of breaks recently and not telling anyone where you’re going and you’ve just been looking down. And you’ve been getting paler and paler every day. You’re not ill, are you?” Jim was using his worried face. Not the face he used when Larry hadn’t turned up for the Aztec dance rehearsal, this was his REAL worried face. Mat didn't want to lie to him. He was just as good a friend as Ben was. Maybe he should tell him.

“Actually, there is something I should tell you, but I don’t know how you’ll react…” He said slowly. Now Jim’s face was really worried. Just as Mat opened his mouth to continue what he was saying, someone in the other room shouted “Jim! Look!” and Jim instinctively turned his head towards the door, so that there was a lot of neck in Mat’s direction.

This had never happened before. Mat had never wanted to bite someone. He was new to this, he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to bite Jim, but before he could stop he found himself sinking his bright, white fangs into Jim’s neck. Jim almost yelled out, but the feeling of Mat’s fangs in his neck caused him to pass out.

Mat removed his mouth from Jim’s neck and was back in his own mind again, thinking clearly. “Shit!” he said, beginning to panic. “Shit, crap. Oh shit! What…” he continued whilst pacing around his room. Had he killed him? He looked at Jim laying in a most uncomfortable position on the bed. No, he’s breathing. That’s good. No jail. But what HAD he done? Was Jim going to be a vampire too now? Mat could remember someone calling Jim’s name just before he had bitten him. Someone was going to come looking for him. No one else had been in when Jim entered the bedroom though. Mat could use this to his advantage. No one knew he was in here. With out even thinking, Mat grabbed Jim and put him into the bed as if he was sleeping. “If anyone asked, say he wasn’t feeling well and crashed out there.” he agreed with himself.

He walked over to his door and pressed his ear up against it. He could hear Ben’s voice. Thank God! He opened the door a bit and popped his head into the other room. “Uhh, Ben. Can I see you for a minute. In here. Alone.” he said, without even realising quite how it sounded.

“Oh, sure. What?” he said, as Lawry and Larry sat on the sofa giggling quietly and making kissy noises. Ben entered the bedroom and Mat shut the door behind him.

“… I’ve had an accident” he said.

“For God’s sake, Mat! You called me in here to tell me THAT? Aren’t you too old for that anyway, or is it a vampire thing?”

“No, not that kind of accident, you flannel!” Mat laughed a little bit at this. He felt slightly at ease with Ben around. “Look in the bed.”

“In the bed?” Ben said, pulling back the covers a little bit and getting a shocked look on his face. “Oh, Jesus, Mat! What on Earth… why is Jim in your bed? At least he’s got clothes on. Look, you two can do this if you want but…” Mat cut him off.

“Look at his neck” he said quickly.

“Shit! Mat… why would you… what…” he backed away from Mat a little bit and stood against the opposite wall “err… stay over there. Please.”

“Ben… don’t be like that.”

“I think I have the right to be a little scared, Baynton. First you bite Jim; now you’ve locked me in here. Would you like my neck?”

“Ben calm down! I’m not going to… I never could. I didn’t mean to. His neck was there and my brain went whoosh and then this and panicked and said some bad words and now I don’t know what to do!” Mat said desperately.

“Why Jim, though? You’ve seen my neck lots of times, like on the balcony the other night. Why didn’t your brain go whoosh for me?”

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And that's where I am stuck because SLASH. DO NOT WANT.

050

049

In which I post things that I couldn't whilst my phone was being repaired:

Day 4-

• I miss tweeting from outside the house. Sigh.
• I have Darren Criss in my ears. It is good.
• SLOW OLD PERSON
• I can't wait to type all these up. Lol
• No regrets just love
• Emma, remember to put the punctuation in that when you type this up. Silly phone goes slower than you do.

• I think that was more than 140 characters. Will test at home.
• It is spitting! Spitting!
• N'awwww Warblers.
• Stand and deliver, your money or your life!
• I should download more Adam Ant okay.
• The dead rabbit it still there.

Day 5-

• Cake!
• Rabbit is still here.
• I just saw a taxi painted to look like a bee.
• A BEE??!!!?!?!?!?!
• There is an oman running. Lol
• Oman? I meant woman. adjfkffkf.
• I wonder if my headphones are at home? Delivery!
• That sounds like there is a delivery. I dint know if there is, I haven't got there yet.
• Waving!
• Home! This is good. I am thirsty.

Day 6-

• it's cold.
• I don't like it.
• Gonna spend all day complaining.
• Fuck you mornings
• I am cold.
• Georges!
• And I was the fat one!
• The rabbit is still on the field.

048

In which I post things that I couldn't whilst my phone was being repaired:

Day 2-

• Walked past a girl who was so orange omg.
• Children making bottles into willys.
• Stayed in school an extra hour to make sure Kieran wasn't lonely. I am a gr8 person.
• I feel like I've forgotten something.
• We are one.
• Lots of people ride bikes. Wow.
• Brandon flowers let me love youuuuuuu

Day 3-

• So late omfg
• If I worked for Sky I would demand a cool van. Even if it wasn't part of my job.
• My boobs say WOW today.
• Awww One Direction. I hope they perform on xfactor soon.
• I wonder what's going on with George. Mice. What?
• I have no idea where my class is. Gr8.
• I'm only going to be a few minutes late though,
• The dead rabbit is still there.
• My hair is getting in the way of typing.
• kk at school.

047

In which I post things that I couldn't whilst my phone was being repaired:

Day 1-

• This is where my thoughts will go whilst at school.
• I am very sad about not beung able to tweet
• I forgot my friggin glasses
• I really don't like typing on tgis phone. half the time you can't correct a mistake.
• At least there's a qwerty
• I miss twitter
• Day 4. Rabbit hasn't moved.
• George IV
• Buying a gluestick. Yeppppppp.
• My hands are all sticky and black.
• My legs hurt and I just passed Nevin.
• AND I WAS THE FAT ONE !!!
• Home! I can tweet again!!!!!!!!!!!!!

046

you're annoying and you come across as a massive stalker. stop living, please.