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She was so tired. Her eyes were already drooling down heavily and her head lazily meeting her arms. She let out a soft yawn. A quick nap won't be bad at all. Just going to take a quick one for a few minutes before teacher comes in.
But Yuki Cross never had the chance to.
"Didn't get much sleep last night again, Yuki?" A soft voice said to my right side. I didn't need to open my eyes to know who it was. I will always know my best friend, Yori Wakaba.
"Not really." I murmur. I open my eyes to look at her. Like everyone else and me in the Day Class she wore the Cross Academy for Day Class uniform. The black uniform with few light gray lines look nice against her light creamy skin. The thing was the boys wearied ties and pants while the girls wear a thin red ribbon, bow knotted, and place in the middle of the coat, and a black short skirt with long black socks that covered her legs skin from showing. Her light brown hair-that was little waving- reaches to her chin. She sat down and looked at me with her calm hazel eyes.
"Did you get another nightmare, Yuki?"
"No." It was the truth. Coming back to the dorm late, I took a quick shower then went to sleep for three hours, woke up changed to another fresh clean Day Class uniform. A quick brush to her teeth and hair, she left out the door in a hurry, but quickly came back for her armband- a symbolizing that she was a disciplinary committee. She didn't get a bad dream just a lack of sleep. "If only the girls will try stop getting a peck at the Night Class students." She releases a sigh. She told Yori of what happened yesterday night but leaving out a certain details.
There were a group of four students near the Night Class building, all giggling when Yuki came in. They started talking to her, or more like complaining. What Yuki didn't see was two more girls coming out of the bushes and walking toward the front doors. Before they could even touch it, Zero had arrived, yelling at them to get back to their dorm rooms, giving them his angry glare. Yuki was surprise that she was distracted to not know about the other girls, but was glad Zero had come to stop them.
"Well good thing Zero had come to help you out Yuki, or else the other two girls would have gone in," Yori smiled then looked behind me, "Maybe you should ask the Headmaster to give you a free period in the mornings including Zero." I looked behind me to see Zero sleeping. "It will help you get more rest."
"Huh?" I stood up straight in my chair after my mind registered what Yori was saying. I wanted to tell that she didn't have to worried about me or Zero at all. I replied with an unease smile with my hands up to not mean harm to her offer, "Thank you for the advice Yori but then what about -"
"Attention class! I'm going to call attendance now." I look at the front of the classroom. Our teacher was looking at a paper in his hand with a pen ready in his other hand. Everyone else was saying "Here!" when the teacher called their names or were talking to their friends.
Since I always come to class tired I guess I just block out their noise while sleeping all the time, knowing how loud they were.
"Yuki Cross!"
"Ah. Here!" I said out loud, rising up my right hand in the air. Everyone and the teacher looked at me-expect for Yori and Zero-like if I didn't exist before or as if I was a new species. I started to feel uncomfortable from all the stares, feeling warm heat blooming in my cheeks.
"Well it's nice for you to be awake in my classroom now Yuki. But it will be even nicer if you stay awake for the whole class time. " The teacher said with a smile in his face. It broke the silence.
Still blushing from the stares, I lowered my hand then unaccepting yawn. Darn, now I'm feeling sleepy again, I thought, holding in another yawn. I just want to sleep on this smooth brown desk. I stared at the desk and I softly sighed. No, since I'm awake I should at least pay attention for half of this class period. It might help me pick my grade for this class. I just sleep maybe twenty minutes before the class ends.
"Teacher, I just remember I have something important to say to everyone!" A girl said sudden causing everyone to look at her. The teacher nodded, "Go on then," He looked at his attentions sheet, "Miss Miyuki Kyoko." Satisfied that she was the center of attention she continues to speak, pushing her blonde curly hair behind, "I heard that someone was murder two blocks away from this Academy. The victim drained of blood."
There was silence- all whispering hushed at the word "murder," but then everyone gasp together sharing the same mask of shock faces at the word "drained of blood." Everyone started talking to each other at once, each voice rising to be heard to their friends. The teacher, alarmed at this, tried his best to settle down the class.
The victim was drained of blood. I repeated it over in my mind, seeing a scene that I never want to see again: A vampire man coming toward my neck with his fangs, wanting my blood.
Could it have been a vampire or a work of a crazy man fooling himself that he is a vampire? I knew I had to accept it since I already know the answer. That it was a vampire's work, maybe even a Level E vampire.
I wanted to shiver at that thought, but I control myself. Level E vampires were ex-humans who lose their humanities while they only care about their thirst for blood. I force myself not to look at Zero.
If it happens nearby maybe the vampire will attack in the Academy next. I shook my head. No it would not happen. Zero and I will take care of the vampire after school. I look over my shoulder to see Zero still asleep. Ugh. How can he still be asleep when there is a lot of noise in the classroom?
"What kind of sick person does that to their people?"
I turn back to look at Yori. She had a face of calmness but her eyes showed hurt. That's right; Yori doesn't believe in vampires or knows that the Night Class students are vampires ever. At times I wish that I can tell her about the truth, but I always stop myself. I don't want to lose her: she was my close best friend.
"That's not all. The victim was a young girl maybe around our age. And also." The Miyuki paused and everyone focus back on her. She moved past her desk and walks toward the front of the class-the teacher not bothering to stop her, and turn around to face us all. "The victim was holding a bloody rose to her chest."
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