"Vladimir!"

"No dad we've been through this. I am going to live a normal life, no bags, no bottles, no breathers, no blood." I held up the piece of toast I was holding in my hand, "this will do me just fine for breakfast."

The toast burst into flames in my hand .

"Or I could just go hungry." I said and with a final glare at my dad I left early for school because Miss McCauley wanted to see me in her office before classes began.

I knocked and waited for her to tell me to come in, wondering why she was talking to me rather than dad.

"Whatever it was it was probably Ingrid or dad." I said as I walked into her office.

She smiled at me, "You're not in trouble Vlad I just wanted your help with something."

I frowned before realising there were two other people in the room.

Two other people that I knew.

From Stokely.

"Hi Vlad." Robin said giving me a wave. Chloe just smiled meekly.

"I was hoping you could show Robin and Chloe around, it's their first day so I thought a familiar face might help." Miss McCauley said before shooing us out of her office.

"Sooo…" I said in an attempt to break the silence that had fallen upon us, "why did you leave Stokely?"

"You know I don't really remember, I know that your old castle burnt down but then after that there's nothing. Really strange." Robin said.

I frowned.

"It's probably just too traumatic for you Robin, it's quite common and that new kid was a bit weird. I mean who's allergic to garlic anyway?"

I pretended to cough to hide my surprise at this. It was probably wrong that I didn't really even want to know what had happened, I was just happy that their safe now.

Sort of I corrected myself when I remember that there are still four fully fledged vampires on the premises.

And Renfield's cooking.

Which could almost be considered more deadly than I am.

Almost.

"What about you Vlad? You were there one day and then just gone the next!"

"Oh, um, turns out dad had wanted to move for a while and so he bought this place." I lied gesturing around us.

Well I was hardly going to tell them it was that or be murdered by my own sister now was I?

"Vlad!" I heard a shout behind me and turned to face Erin, relieved that the subject could be dropped.

"It's your dad and Ingrid, they're fighting again."

"They're always fighting."

"But this time your dad's in a really bad mood."

"He's always in a bad mood when he's fighting with Ingrid, he's just worse today because I refused to have bl- oatmeal for breakfast." Catching myself when I remembered that Robin and Chloe were still here.

"They've got the garlic guns out."

"I'll be right there." I rolled my eyes. "Will you look after Robin and Chloe for me?"

"Who?"

I nodded my head in their direction.

"They've had the same mind wipe as Renfield and the Van helsings though so careful what you say. We don't need them fainting on us." I muttered in her ear.

She nodded and I ran off towards our private section of the school.

I walked into the throne room to find dad and Ingrid pointing pistols at each other. I sighed and clicked my fingers to make them drop the guns.

"Was one hundred years really that much to ask for? It's only been two months!"

"He started-"

"Ungrateful wench-"

"Rotten coffin-"

"Failure children-"

I raised my eyebrows at the last shout that came through. "Thanks dad."

"Well if you'd just had a glass earlier…"

I held up my hand to stop him.

"What were you even fighting about," dad opened his mouth, "Ingrid?" I finished pointedly.

"My coffin's rotting, the side's all splintered. I could get staked in my sleep just for moving."

I gave dad a look.

"Well you can tell why I didn't want her to have another one then."

I shook my head at both of them.

"Dad, just get her another one, they don't cost much. And Ingrid, maybe this one won't rot so much if you didn't go to sleep with wet hair so often."

"I only do that when it rains whilst I'm hunting."

"It's England. It's always raining."

Ingrid let out a frustrated cry and stormed from the room, I rolled my eyes at the distant crash of thunder.

"Vladdy," I looked round at dad who was holding a coffin catalogue, "which do you think is better, garlic scented or UV lit?" I sighed my eyes and took the magazine out of his hands.

"Why don't you let me organise this dad?"

I swore as I saw the time and realized I was almost late for maths. I could get there on time obviously but I had wanted to catch up with Robin and Chloe more beforehand.

I flitted down to my classroom only to hear two thumps from behind me. I turned around and saw Erin, Robin and Chloe. The last two lying on the floor having just fainted.

"Idiot." Erin muttered.

I smiled apologetically before bending down to wake them up.

"What happened?" Robin asked groggily.

"Don't ask me, you two just keeled over. Must have been over excited but I'm sure that'll wear off because we've got maths now, except Chloe, you're down the hall. Fifth door, English"

They both nodded before heading into their respective classrooms. I caught Erin's eye and knew we were sharing the same thoughts.

Things just lot a whole lot more complicated.