HELLO EVERYONE! This is my First story up on , I am thinking about bringing some of my stories that i posted on quizilla here seeing as how I haven't gotten any readers there. Well I'm Happy to announce that this story is dedicated to my son Odin and my husband Kyle. YOU GUYS ARE MY WORLD!

Rate and review please let me know how I'm doing and suggestions. I hope to get these out asap but writing a story with a new born is increasingly difficult. That and I wrote the first 3 chapters of this story my senior year of high school . ENJOY!

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Walking down the hallway I see the people talking to each other happily enjoying being back at school for our senior year. This will be my 16th senior year of high school; (If you haven't guessed that I'm not normal you would be correct.)my name is Claudia Marie Tsukino and I moved to this dreary little place trying to find others of my kind. My blonde hair goes down to my waist even when it's in my pigtails. From the people I have dated earlier in my year's said "I'm a walking porcelain doll". I am only 18 years old but hey, I have been 18 for the better part of two centuries, like I said im not normal at all, and my piercing cerulean eyes stand out from my flawless porcelain skin. Walking through the halls like a graceful cat, my disposition was happy yet mysterious. Walking in 5 inch stilettos made me look much taller and more graceful then when I wore ballet flats. My skirt was black and flowed like water from my hips; the cami I wore trapped the top of my skirt and showed my curves flawlessly, my breasts were exposed at the top giving me a sexual yet innocent look from my purple cami.

I was the only one of my kind at this pathetic school listening to my IPod I carry with me at all times to find a way to pass eternity faster. Lets switch to my education for a second, this is my 16th time being a senior in high school yet I have a doctorate in Psychology, English, Japanese, German, Medical Studies, Education and History. I have been to almost every country some of them I have been too many times, I even when to school in some of them. To these teachers I was the smartest girl in school yet; I did not compete in fear of being recognized by someone I knew from my past. Although, most of the people I have come close to have already died long ago. Even my sire was killed by a hunter. The songs of My Chemical Romance took me away from where I was walking and into my mind somewhere I never wanted to be but had no choice in the matter. I walked into the class and to the back row of seats and sitting down in a wooden desk before my vision went black and a memory took its place.

Watching my sire, my love in front of me trying to protect me from the death that could be pushed upon me I listened to the hunter speak. "You damned demons go back to the hell from which you came." My sire growls at him "We are not like the others of our kind we are vegetarians and not the monsters you think we are". My sire tried to explain to the hunter. "minun rakkauteni" (my love) I say to him in my old mortal language. Suddenly the hunter shot his stake through my master, my lovers, heart. "NO!" I scream as he turns into dust I hear him speak softly "mina rakastan sinua" (I love you). My body starts to shake and red tears fall from my eyes as he turns to dust the stake pierces my shoulder slightly leaving a scar that will forever be with me. My eyes instantly turn black and I ran at the hunter with incredible speed and shoved my hand into his chest. I could feel his ribs breaking, the muscle and tissue tearing apart, and, the skin buckling under the force of my hand as it goes through his chest. I grab his heart in my skinny hands as I hear him choke but feel nothing, I only laugh in hate for the man who killed my love. I look at him and bring him closer to me as he starts to scream "you broke my heart now I'll crush yours" I continue to squeeze until my fingers clenched into a fist and his heart burst in my hand.

I look at my arm and shake his thick hands from my arm only to see claw marks that were now a light pink color from him clawing at me in attempts to save his life. The man now hangs dead from my appendage; I shove his dead corpse off of my red stained arm and watch his lifeless body fall to the ground. The first time I ever killed a human was out of hatred and sadness for my now lost love.

Going over to my beloved sire, I take the locket that I had given him years ago that was now lying in a pile of his ashes, I open the locket finding a small bag in it, (still crying my blood tears) I pick some of his ashes up and put them gently in the bag and shut the locket before the wind blows the rest of him away, until the day I can be reunited with him. That was the first time I ever cried as a vampire and it would be the last.

The bell rang signifying that class had started and everyone got into their seats. English class was one of my favorites; it brought me to a different world and culture with each story. Last I heard the teacher who was teaching the class got fired last year for beating a kid up, who knew a skinny, and lanky woman could beat up a football player! Staring at the front board the door opens and in walks a man who looked to be in his late 20s early 30s. As He walked farther into the classroom I got a better look at his features. Long brownish black hair hung from his head in little combed out coils making it look wavy with red highlights that were rarely seen unless it hit the lights just right. His eyes were brown and had orange speckles within the iris's it gave him a look of great passion and that held a kindness that could melt even my cold heart.

He wasn't wearing formal attire like all the other teachers at our school instead he wore a blue button up shirt that had a white wife-beater under it. The wife-beater clung to his upper body perfectly showing that he was muscular and had a well toned body but not like the disgusting muscle building guys you see in magazines these days. I looked around the room to see girls drooling and boys scowling at the man standing at the green chalkboard. I will admit that he was well toned and had a nice tan to him and well he just looked all over cute but I was not about to start going about drooling over him.

I opened the barrier over my mind and allowed myself to hear everyone else's thoughts about the casual looking man in the front of the room. 'I might start failing this class just to spend after school with him' one of the girls thought 'I wish my boyfriend looked more like him' another thought came. Soon there were so many thoughts of disgusting fantasies and hatred towards the new teacher floating into my head I was forced put the barrier back up. I reached into my bag and took out 2 Advil sticking them on my tongue before taking a sip of my water to help the Advil down before paying attention once more to the man in the front.

He now had a clip board in his hand and started roll call for the first day of school. "Sara Akina" he calls out looking for a hand or for her to respond, "Here" she called back as she raised her hand to signify where she was. I started to tone him out, just waiting for my turned to be called, I occasionally picked up on some of the names he said then I heard him say my name. "Claudia Tsukino" he says for once someone got my name right and yet in the back of my mind I wanted him to say my name again. "Here" I say raising my hand up with the elegance I have always carried with me. The kids stare at me blackly as if in wonder, figures no one noticed I was even in the room not to my surprise. This honestly never bothered me though, I have been alone for the past 150 some years so being ignored and not noticed ever, never bothered me in fact it made me happy.

He smiled at me anyway then I smiled back as he continued down the list from there I zoned out until he was finished listing off people in the class. Finally after setting the clipboard down as he begins class. He turns to the green chalkboard in front of us and starts writing "I am Dimitri Petrov" he writes his name on the board "you may call me Mr. Petrov" he says looking at us then I noticed it 'oh Nyx he has a Russian accent' my mouth dropped slightly. 'How come I didn't realize this before, I should have noticed it' I thought to myself then I raised my hand. He looks straight at me and gives me another smile "Yes…Claudia was it" I nod softly at his attempts to recall my name "Yes Sir" I say as I stand up (a little habit I picked up when I went to school in Japan) "I was wondering, just how long you have been away from Russia…If it's not to bold of me to ask" I finish still staring at him our eyes lock and I finally get a good look at his eyes. He smiles again chuckling softly, "So you noticed my accent, good job…Let me see I was born in Russia in a small city just outside of Moscow" he puts a finger to his chin "I left Russia when I was 18" He smiles at me once more before he looks away and breaks our eye contact. It took me a while before I came back to earth and sat back down in my seat.

"That was a good guess. Now, if there are no more quest-"A girl with unnaturally blonde hair raised her hand, I think her name was Anna but I wasn't entirely sure I had my facts right. Well, I knew for sure she was a snotty hateful bitch anyway so I paid no mind to get to know her. Sometime I wonder to myself what her blood would taste like. Shrugging off the thought I looked back at the girl Anna who was now standing. I paid more attention for I wanted to hear what her tiny mortal brain would come up with. "How old are you and are you dating anyone?" I silently sweat dropped 'how much creepier and dumb can she be" shaking my head silently I chuckle then I felt someone's gaze on me looking up I see Dimitri looking at me smiling 'oh wow he has a gorgeu- no his smile is not gorgeous there is nothing special about him' After yelling at my emotions I see him looking at the dumb blond bimbo. Finally he speaks again in his beautifully sounding accented voice. (Sorry I have a thing for Russian accents) Remind me to hit myself later for that… "I am 26 years old and no I have no one that special yet and I don't think there will be for a while."I heard twinges of hurt and pain in his voice it made me want to rip out that high pitched squeaky voice of hers and watch her bleed out onto the lovely off-white tile staining it red forever in the classroom. Then I stopped for a second 'Oh for the love of Nyx this is going to stop now…I refuse to be hurt again' I lay my head on my folded arms on the desk suddenly feeling incredibly alone.

How I despised these mortal feelings, they barged into my eternity and ruined things for me. Sighing I sit back up and see he has begun the lesson as people were handing books to everyone. I looked at the book now on my desk the orangish pink color of the cover to one of my favorite Shakespeare plays…Romeo &Juliet. I gasp in surprise and smile happily at the first assignment of the year and I open the book to read the first pages of the magnificent book. As I get lost in Romeo's words about his lost love with his kinsman I hear someone say my name in the most beautiful accent. Suddenly I realize where I have heard that voice and my mind snaps back to reality to see Dimitri's face in the nook of my neck over looking me reading "wow Claudia" he says not loud enough to hurt my ear but loud enough for everyone else to hear. I was startled and vanished from my seat over to the window sill hiding as close to the corner of the window as I could. No one noticed thankfully they were all to interest on what amazed the new teacher. Many of the girls took note of this so they could try the same trick to get his attention off of me and onto them. Before he could ask me any questions the bell rang and I was out the door with all my stuff.

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3 Allison