Chapter 1: What's Up

I was staring blankly ahead at my new school, Bathory High, taking in all of it's aspects. There was nothing much to look at compared to the school I went to in Russia, but that's ok. I'd much rather be here. I can't fathom the thought of moving back.

My mother and I moved here because she couldn't take living in Russia anymore. I don't mean there's anything wrong with Russia, but my mom was originally born here. I think this countries beautiful just like my home country. The only difference is the tempatures.

Most teens wouldn't have agreed to move so fast like I did, but I have a reason. My father. I have never known him, but that's what I want. I want to get to know him. My mother said that he lives somewhere here in the states and it would be nice to actaully meet him. She want tell me where he is; better yet, she doesn't even know. I personally have been looking for him, but I can't find him. I always get to dead ends. This is where my mother met him, so maybe there's some clues here. I sighed.

Breathing in the autumn air, I jogged across the street making sure to look both ways. It's not really busy here so I didn't have anything to worry about. I thought it would be like the New York City, New York. You know the towering buildings, and all of the traffic. I guess I was wrong.

Snap. I glanced over at the kid walking next up the school steps. He had on an ugly blazar, some strange kahki's, and... I looked down- what are those? I blinked and looked back up at the boy. He smiled broadly at me and stuck out his hand, which I shook gladly.

"The names Eddie Poe. As in E-d-d-i-e P-o-e." I nodded at him and started walking up the stairs again, but something stopped me. Oh right, that flash.

"Eddie, what was that snap?" I asked turning back around.

"Oh, I am the editor for the school news paper. I took a snap shot of you because your the first new face we've had in quite a while," he grinned.

I wonder why he keeps smiling. His jaws should have fallen off by now. I smiled back at him though.

"Oh, that's nice to know, but Eddie, make sure in the future you don't do that. I don't know if I'll hesitate to snatch your camera out of your hand. I didn't do it this time because I didn't know who you are. Now I do. Bye." I ran up the stairs and into the school away from him. I know it may seem wrong, but he was actaully getting on my nerves. Just looking at him did.

I walked down the hallways searching for the office, but I couldn't seem to find it. I looked around to see if anyone looked nice enough to help me. Sure enough there was two guys standing near their lockers talking and laughing. They seemed nice enough so I headed towards them.

One of the guys had blonde hair and looked a little thin, while the other had dark hair and looked pale. I glanced at what they were wearing and saw that the dark hair kid wore converses. My type of person.

When I stepped up to them, the blonde on adressed me.

"Hey, there pretty thing," he flirted. I scrunched up my face and looked away from him. He wasn't really cute up close. "Which one of us did you want to converse with?"

I looked between him and black haired boy. The black haired boy was blushing mildly while trying to look cool. I raised an eyebrow at him, but then looked back at blondie.

"Umm... Hi, but I actually was just looking for the office. Since, you know, I'm new here," I said shy. I'm not really the shy type, but black haired guy is really cute.

Blondie turned a slight shade of pick and looked down the hall. "It's just a few more feet that way. Just keep straight and it will be on your right."

I smiled and replied thank you before heading on my way.

Later that day I was sitting in my English class staring off into space. That's mostly what I've been doing all day because the teacher's have to get me caught up and such. Moving a few months after school started was not in my good interest. The teacher hasn't came in yet because apparentally he had a important phone call to take.

I looked around the classroom to see who all was in my class. I hadn't really made any friends, but gettin used to this school would be hard so I could just easily just follow someone. While looking I spotted dark hair and blondie sitting towards the back. As if he could feel me staring, black hair glances up and stares back. I turn a little red and quickly turn back around so he didn't see it. He's probably the school player anyway.

I was glaring at my desk now for getting caught staring at dark hair when the class room door opens. It reveals a tall handsome man about in his thirties walking in. He had dark brown hair, a five o'clock shadow forming, and reading glasses. I smiled. He looked good.

"OK class I'm here, settle down please," he asked and half demanded. He looked around on his desk and then pulled out a sheet of paper. He read it a little and then looked up.

"I guess we have a new student. I haven't really gotten to know most of you so I'm not really sure which one of you it really is. Umm.. Raven? Please stand up for me," he grinned looking up away from the paper.

I stood up while glancing around at the other students. Everyone was staring at me and I felt a little awkward. I could feel dark hair's eyes on my back. "Hi," I said shy.

"Well hello there. You have a very thick accent. May you tell me where your from, Miss Raven.

While looking back at him, I replied, "I'm from Russia."

"Oh, and why did you move here?"

"Because my mother wanted to."

"What about your father?" He asked. He sat back down in his chair as if this conversation didn't really bother him. It really bother me. I was standing up infront of everyone.

"Umm... I don't know where he is sir," I shrugged.

His eyebrows furrowed and he looked back down at the paper. He glanced back up at me and smiled. "Well welcome to Bathory. I hope you enjoy your self. I'm Mr. Otis."

I gasped. I didn't know anyone shared the same last name as I. It was nearly impossible, except for the fact that my father has it. I'm not even sure if that's his real last name. It's just what's on my birth certificate.

"You may sit down now," he chuckled.

I sat down and hid my face. Could this day get any worse?