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As I walked in the school, I felt about seventy six stares on me. I quickly lowered my face and walked towards the office room, where I was met by an elderly lady with a friendly smile. "Hello, my dear. What can I do for you?" she asked.
I replied, "I'm new here, my name is Grace Lilian Arrastia." She nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll get you your schedule and your map." with another smile. She started leafing through papers, searching, when the office door opened and a chill ran up my spine. I quickly realized I was in the presence of a stranger.
I slowly turned around, to face the bloodsucker who had just come in. I was met my a topaz set of eyes, who were examining my face closely. She was a female, a small and pixie looking girl. She was deathly pale, ad possessed a delicate beauty, but I quickly realized what I was dealing with.
I rapidly spun back around, facing the woman who was holding out my papers. With a small smile, I took those from her outstretched hands and quickly left the office, but not before the girl's cold hand brushed against my own. In that quick second, I became one hundred percent sure this was a vampire, even though she lacked the red eyes I had grown wary of.
She looked deep into my eyes, as in a trance, when suddenly she snapped back and gave a low hiss at me. If I were a normal human, I would have missed it, but to my sensitive ears the sound was unmistakeable. I quickly rushed out into the busy hallway, where a tide students were only but obstacles between me and my first class, so I glanced at my schedule.
I had Trigonometry the first thing in the morning. An awful way to start the day, in my opinion. The warning bell rang, so I made my way through the corridors of the school, ducking from everyone's stares, until I reached Building 5. I rushed into the classroom just at the moment after the bell rang, students already scrambling to their seats while I just stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
I looked around the room, and early jumped when I saw another set of golden eyes looking back at me. This wasn't the pixie girl, the one that gave me the stare down while I was waiting for my schedule, it was a boy with somewhat muscular appearance and bronze hair. I wondered if they were connected somehow. After a moment I decided they had to be, since vampires were terribly territorial.
I was thinking of all the ways to escape the classroom when the teacher entered the room. The teacher was a man, and he was slightly out of breath, presumably because he was probably running down the halls trying to get to the classroom.
He tried to shake it off and redirect the attention to me, whom he then proceeded to ask to introduce myself to the class. I said in a loud voice, "My name is Grace Lilian Arrastia. I have just moved here." I spoke while staring at the bronze haired boy with golden eyes, asking myself why hadn't he attacked the whole classroom already.
My attention was directed then to the Mr. Varner, who had just introduced himself, that had directed me to sit in an empty seat anywhere in the room. There were three free desks, one right in front of Vampire Boy, one the back of the classroom (very far away from the bloodsucker), and one in the front row, where everybody's eyes would be on my back.
I think it's no surprise I decided to sit in the back, far (but not enough) away from Mr. Bronze Hair Vamp, where people would have to turn their heads to look at me.
As I walked through the isles of desks, my mind couldn't help but wonder if these kids knew there was a potential bloody, walking killing machine in the classroom with them. I sat down, opened my school bag and took out from it a mechanical pencil, an eraser, and a notebook, and then put the bag beside my desk.
The teacher started welcoming everybody to the school, wadawadawada all that lame speech they give every year. I would know it, since I have been in school more years than normal. No, I'm not mentally retarded or anything, let's just say I have lived a longer life than most and leave it at that.
Mr. Varner then concluded his speech with a few "emotional" lines, and started reviewing the things we were "supposed to know since middle school". I'm pretty sure that within 20 minutes, everybody was either talking, doodling, or sleeping. It must be some sort of record. Still, I couldn't keep my eyes from the vampire, or my mind from his and the vampire girl's strange colored eyes and behavior.
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