Jacob ran the laps easily enough. Gym class was a waste of his time. It was used for vampires to practice their pacing when it came to acting human. He supposed in Max’s case it acted as an actual gym class. Today, however, he had enough to occupy his mind now. He had the key to pushing Elise away from Max. More than that, there was a delicious moment of question from Max’s side. Max would go one of two routes. He would take Jacob’s hint about the trouble and leave Elise alone. Then Max would go off on his own, likely get taken over by some other vampire and no harm no foul but no fun either. Or he would latch on to the ‘help you get to know her better’ part and  then the game would be on. He could blackmail Elise while showing Max how to keep her attention. He could practically feel Elise’s future frustration. Then when it got to the point where the two of them were ‘too close for Elise’s own good’ he could reveal himself and Elise to Max.  Elise would take the guilt on herself and Max…well…Max’s story would just get sadder. Max would be the collateral damage to his destruction of Elise.<br/><br/>~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~<br/>Elise was no longer required to have a gym class. She proved to the school when she first came here that she knew how to play the part of a human, in so far as the physical aspects played. Instead she used the typical gym class period to earn a bit of spending money by teaching a class. She taught a few of the younger vampires what she knew about using music to learn how to control her body and pretend human. It was her favorite time, because she was able to dance and share that experience with others. Today, however, it seemed to fall short. She couldn’t enter into any trances and she found that she enjoyed  few dance moments with Max more that she did any of these she had lead. There was something to be said for having a dance partner instead of teaching and even more to be said for having a skilled dance partner. It was a shame, really, that as soon as they began they were going to have to stop.