Two coca colas and a sticky situation

Sarah's POV

I woke up early for the first day of term at SA the supernatural boarding school for the gifted. My dorm room was set at the back of the school considering I was a six. Sixes were mostly vampires and we were considered as the under dogs of the supernatural society so I would have to get up early and run to the bathrooms before it was streaming with girls trying to out do each other with the make up and hogging all the hot water for the showers. I grabbed my blue uniform out of the wooden cupboard I had been provided with and raced down the halls towards the bathrooms. The bathroom was steamy and warm from the showers and hundreds of girls had jam packed themselves inside in order to get a fresh start and look perfect for the first day of the new term. So much for getting a head start in the bathrooms. Dodging past girls and trying to avoid the slippery puddles of water that had pooled by the showers I ducked into the nearest empty stall I could find before stripping off my SA emblemed pyjamas and stepping into my uniform. I had fifteen minutes to wash up, scrub my teeth and hair and get my things together, breakfast was at 7:30 and it was 7:15, if you missed breakfast you would have to starve till lunch. Pushing open the doors of the stall I strode towards the exit narrowly missing a hairbrush that had managed to launch itself across the room, probably a two or three having a fit. Two's and three's practically ruled the school, two's were spell casters, sorcerers or witches and the three's were the shape shifters. It was a casting system designed to keep each supernatural species in it's place after the great war. I pushed my way over to the door and stepped out just as Celeste was stepping in, makeup brushes hit the floor and my pyjamas got soaked as they fell to the ground.

"Eurghhhhh, Sarah you klutz!" Celeste yelled, waving her hands dramatically for effect. Celeste was a two which meant I was now in serious trouble. " I have to look good today for our new student!"

"What new student?"

"Like you don't know!"

"No I don't, do you care to enlighten me?"

" Ethan Morgan!" she gushed. Oh kill me now, Ethan Morgan was a one because he was a seer and not just any one he was the one who saved us in the great war because of his visions. He was all anyone had talked about for the last 6 months. I was surprised I had forgotten that he was arriving today.

"Oh please like I care about him." I said. She glared at me narrowly with her beady eyes.

"Aren't sixes meant to be seen and not heard?" she spat before pushing me out into the cold hallway where I was once again alone.

On entering the packed breakfast room I saw Mellie my nymph friend who always saved me a space at breakfast.

"Hey mels" I said as she pushed a plate of croissants towards me.

" Why are you so late for breakfast?" she questioned.

" I had a run in with Celeste."

" I was wondering why she wasn't down yet! I thought she would be the first. Can you believe Ethan Morgan is coming here!" she was talking so fast like a chipmunk on helium gas that I could barely comprehend what she was saying.

" Why is everyone so obsessed about Ethan Morgan?"

" BECAUSE he is soooo cute and he saved us with his visions. Do you think he will hang out with us!?" she squealed. He was a one and she was a five and me, I was a six. The only time a one would ever even talk to a five or six is if they wanted something from us but I didn't have the heart to tell her no.

" Sure why not?"

" Yay! This is going to be the best year ever. I can just feel it Sarah!"

" Yeah, sure." I said but I just wasn't feeling it yet. Mellie froze and I just knew our new guest had arrived. I followed her gaze towards the doors to see Celeste draped all over Ethan Morgan, she dragged him towards her table filled with two's and three's giving me a small smirk as she came closer.

"Oops!" she said knocking my plate of croissants to the ground with a clatter, everyone teared their gaze away from Ethan to a very red me and a very smug Celeste. Ethan's gaze shifted to me as he got down on his knees to scoop up the croissants but I didn't dare look at him, I just focused in on Celeste's overly expensive shoes as she batted his hands away from the mess and dragged him further towards her table. " There is no need to bother with that Ethan, she is a six. It's he job to take care of these things." I heard her tell him as she marched off, everyone who heard snickered silently.

Classes came and went with a blur until History with Mr Mernoff. I slipped into the seat next to Mellie who was hyperventilating about Ethan Morgan...again.

" I just can't believe he is in this class with us!" she went on.

" Yeah neither can I! I thought this would be the one class I could enjoy without the Ethan Morgan drama."

" Stop being such a downer! What's not to like about him. You don't even know him."

"Yeah, neither do you yet your fawning over him. I just don't want another person in this school who thinks they can get whatever they want whenever the want because of their caste. We don't need more people to put us down Mellie."

" Not everyone is like Celeste you know."

" Except most of them are and I am not taking any chances with that spoilt, stuck up..." Mellies eyes widened cutting me off, I turned my head around just in time to see Ethan Morgan standing behind me. Great and I had just said he was spoilt and stuck up...my luck.

"I was just wondering if I could take this seat?" he said gesturing to the seat next to me.

" No need Ethan, you shouldn't sit with them, come and sit at the back with us." Celeste said tugging him backwards. Eek she was all over him like a bad smell. I turned to the front of the class just as Mr Mernoff called my name on the register.

The day had come and gone with a blink of the eye, I pushed the doors open to the large garden surrounding the boarding school and dorms and began picking my way down the grassy hill. The town was just below the valley and the sun was already setting, I would be needed at the restaurant in 20 minutes. My evenings were usually spent working at Vincent's Italian restaurant down in the town. It was the only way I would be able to earn some money for myself so I alternated shifts with Mellie so that we could serve the customers and study in the back kitchens or office.

"Hey Mel!" I shouted as I entered the restaurant though the back kitchen entrance.

" Sarah! What took you so long?"

" What's wrong?"

" Your not going to like this but Celeste and her group are here."

" What! Why?"

" They are taking Ethan out for dinner on his first day here." she said as I pushed my way to the kitchen door and peered out through the small circular window. Sure enough there was Celeste and her gaggle of friends sitting at our large table at the back.

" Enough with the chit chat eh? Take their orders!" Vincent yelled in his thick Italian accent before tossing me a black apron. I pulled it on and grabbed my small pad of paper that I often used for taking orders and slipped it into my apron pocket.

" I took the orders already so all you have to do is hand out the drinks." Mellie said handing me a tray of fizzy drinks and water.

" No problem, Mels." I said before pushing open the door and striding towards their table with as much confidence as I could muster. I started handing out the drinks at the end of the table and began working my way up towards Celeste and Ethan.

" Oh look who it is, it's the klutz Sarah." Celeste chimed as I scowled. I had put up with too much from her today. My anger got the better of me and I squeezed the glass of coke that I was holding too tightly. My vampire strength kicked in and the glass shattered sending ice and coke everywhere. I spun on my heel, quickly turning around to fetch a napkin and do some damage control but slipped on the stray ice cubes that now dotted the floor and fell face first with a thud. Everyone burst out into hysterical laughter as I tried and failed to stand up. The floor was way too slippery. I was soaked through with sticky coke and my hair was now wet, limp and hanging in my face. I pushed myself up and turned around slipping on yet another ice cube but this time I landed in strong warm arms. I looked up to see Ethan Morgan holding me like a lifeless rag doll in his arms. I felt comfortable, warm and protected from the insults that were being thrown at me from the table of teens. A small smile pulled at his lips as he gazed down at me. Butterflies danced in my stomach as my heart rate picked up speed.

" Um thanks." I mumbled before quickly looking down again, sixes could not give direct eye contact to a one without permission. I was so tempted to stay in his embrace but was well aware of the state of my clothes and hair that needed fixing. I pushed away from him and raced into the back kitchens before I broke down in streams of tears.

This is just a tester so please tell me if you like it and think it has the potential to continue.