I walked up the steps to yet again another new school. School to me was something the Government started to get rid of kids and teenagers for half the day. I hated that my parents sent me away. I love it in Romania. But mom said that I needed some time away. I wasn't quite sure what she meant but I knew it would be good for me. I had become very mean I knew I had to change. I stood at the front door to the school for a moment. It shouldn't have been as intimidating as it was. But I felt terrified to open the doors. I took a deep breathe and pushed my long black hair out of my eyes and walked in.
It was as I expected any high school to look like. Strangely bright walls painted blue covered with motivational posters. I had seen enough of them to last me eternity. It took me longer then I thought to find my classroom. I pulled the door open my nerves again eating at me. The teacher was an older man with grey hair and pulled up too high. He had a permanent scowl on his face. "Nice of you to join us miss..." he trailed off and looked at the roll call sheet. I just gave him an annoyingly bright smile. He looked up at me with the scowl I would learn to ignore but for now it disturbed me. " Lillian Valentine Ster-"
I cut him off "yup thats me Lillian Valentine." I smiled wearily. He gave me a weird look then pointed to an empty seat in the back. I just walked to my seat thanking some higher power I had cut him off. No one needed to hear that. That horrible word that would prevent me from starting over. I knew he was here in that house that held our entire childhood. I couldn't talk to him not now not ever. He would never forgive me for how horribly I treated him. I sat in that seat for the rest of the hour remembering everything in terribly clear detail. He was older then me and he was my brother and I treated dirt better then I treated him. Tears ran down my face. I didn't know I was crying until I ran out of the classroom before the class was even over. I attempted to hide. But I failed as I did not know the grounds of this school well enough to find a good spot. " I tried so hard to forget when he came here but now..." I trailed off yelling at myself. But in a hushed tone so no one would hear me.
"want to talk?" a female voice called. I looked up and two brown eyes covered in black make-up accompanied by a black lipped smile looked down at me. She sat down next to me against the wall. She wore a black strapless polyether dress with ripped fishnets. Over all she was a walking Hot Gothics ad. She had long black hair similar to mine but mine was longer. Hers was about to the middle of her back. " whats wrong?" she provoked an answer out of me. Her eyes were now full of sympathy seeing as I was having trouble holding back tears.
" I came here to get a new start. But I didnt really think it through all the way. My brother lives here. I treated him like dirt when we were growing up. When he moved here about two years ago he was still very mad. Andi dont think I have the courage to face him." I wasn't quite sure why I was pouring out my guts to this Obviously human girl. But I was I guess I just needed to let it out.
" well is your brother a forgiving person?"
"yes he is the most kind person I know or knew I guess.." tears started to escape.
"then just talk to him"
"I can't its not that easy. My.. Family.. is known for holding grudges." more tears came loose.
"well what if I went with you?" I couldn't believe this girl was this ignorant. Willingly going with a vampire to go see another vampire where no doubt a fight will break loose. I wasn't sure if I could take that risk.
"are you sure?" hoping she would back down.
"yeah." she smiled warmly. "lets go." she smiled still and held out her hand for me. "my name is Raven my the way."
I took her hand knowing I was making a mistake. " mine is valentine." I smiled back. I was going to have to be very careful.
