~Dexter~
I always hate waking up in the morning. It's always so disorientating, I mean after a thousand years I'd been accustomed to waking up to moonlight. It hardly matters though. I push open the lid to my coffin and swing my legs over the side. I stand up suddenly, seeming to simply appear in the upright position. I smile at myself, still amused by this now all too common occurrence. Losing the smile, I shuffle my feet to the kitchen of Uncle Drac's spacious home. There I see my cousin, coaxing her much-abused bat down from it's perch with a bowl of dead insects.
"C'mon Count Fabulous, you need to eat!" She coos, waving her hand towards herself.
"I think he's full. I let him out during the night." I say, rooting through the cabinet for a bowl.
"You did? Why? What if he flew away?" She squeaks suddenly, looking hurt.
"I thought he should be allowed out unsupervised! He's a bat, 'laura! They are creatures of the night, like us, and shouldn't be made pets!" I sigh, grabbing a tallboy from my section of the disgustingly pink fridge. I take off the cap and give a big sniff. Still good. I start over to the table to pour it into the bowl when I remember. Without even looking at me, Draculaura clutches her stomach and swoons.
"I wish you wouldn't bring that stuff out around me!" She groans, before finally fainting. I sigh, taking the bottle and upending it down my throat, taking all the enjoyment out of the action. I then help my cousin into a chair and go back to the fridge. I grab a bottle of milk, a box of 'laura's "cereal", and a bottle of iron supplements. I mix the milk and a few iron tablets together in the bowl before pouring in the cereal and plopping a spoon in the bowl for her when she gets up.
While I walk back to my make-shift room, I take out the iCoffin 'laura gave me to text Darrenin.
Dexter:
After school, bring donor
or just a few six packs.
Thanks.
I meet up with Clawrissa at her locker. She isn't shaking like she had been yesterday, making me feel more at ease myself.
"So...This dance. What's up, why're they having a dance in October?" I ask, affecting a flat, American accent. She looks at me for a moment, question marks practically forming above her head.
"It's for Halloween. Or All Hallow's Eve, when it is believed the dead can mingle with the living." She informs me, as we walk towards one of the posters, "On years like this, they cancel school for the day. That's cause the people in charge know it would be pointless to have school, since everyone would be so absorbed in the dance. You don't need a costume, it's not that kind of Halloween celebration." I look at my friend, stunned.
"How do you know so much, kid?" I inquire, turning to study the poster. I hear her shuffle her feet, clearly a nervous habit.
"I have older siblings who go here. One picks things up after a while." She mutters earnestly. I pat her head as the bell rings.
"Get to class, Cane. I'll see ya when I see ya." I smile, walking off towards whatever class that was sure to put me to sleep.
~Canine~
I wonder if one can really die of boredom...Why do I say this? 'Cause I came close to doing so in my first period.
I get to class early and smile to myself. I have a great choice of seats. Once I choose and sit down, I watch other students file in. I stifle my giggles as the vile Cleo trips over the girl Dex pointed out to me yesturday. I hate Cleo for the same reason as my older sister, among others. Dex's verbal bit-slap at lunch only made my older vampire friend cooler to me. Of course the energy of remembering someone get what they deserve(if only a portion of it) wore off fast. I stop trying to pay attention to the unfortunately named Mr. Zarr quickly, since he clearly has no idea what he's doing. Just as I begin to actually drift off to sleep, something hits my head, startling me back into consciousness. I turn to see a cute human boy wave at me then look utterly confused. Great. I make a mental note to tell Dexter not to glamor people in school then turn back around. Th crumpled piece of paper that hit me lays on the desk in front of me. I unwrap the paper and read this:
Hey kid,
Keep your head up, got it?
-Dex
I smile like an idiot. Mostly because of the sweet gesture from Dex, who was cold in every sense of the word most of the time. Then, I hear a familiar voice and turn to see Draculaura sitting next to the green girl, chatting off her ear in typical 'laura style. I smile again, then look down to see that even the creature has fallen asleep. Until the bell rings, I do random equations in my note book. Then I run out of the room, remembering Clawd's tip to get to each class as soon as possible to avoid zombie mobs and detention.
~Dexter~
I walk into the classroom and swiftly look over everyone before sitting down. Not very many people are here yet, so I can choose well. I sit down to a blond rather normal looking boy(but not unattractive), normal as in human...Then I notice that one eye has a white iris and black conjunctiva.(that's the proper term for the whites of your eyes.) I can't help smiling as I lean back and subtly study the boy further, intrigued by this odd attribute. I look away when I realize that he's noticed my staring. More annoyed than embarrassed, I watch other students file in, along with the teacher. I slap a hand over my mouth when I realize who it is to keep from laughing in surprise.
"Are you alright?" The small girl beside me asks, cutting off the blond. I remove the hand and smile.
"Of course." I say, catching the girl's eyes and beginning to glamor her when she tilts her head at me, visibly confused.
"Were you trying to do what I think you were?" She frowns, crossing her arms defiantly.
"Nope." I lie, turning back to face the front of the room when the bell rings.
"Good morning class. I have been informed that we have a new student today." The teacher starts, making me face palm and groan. This part always blows. "Would you care to introduce yourself?" he says, an arm raised toward me. I stand up in my seat and glare down at my classmates below and the teacher.
"If I must," I begin, sliding the hood off my head, "My name is Dexter Arkham. And that's all you get to know effortlessly." I cast glances at the kids in my row and behind me, making sure to linger one the blond beside me just a little longer than everyone else, my default smirk curving up a little more. Then I sit back down, waiting for any protests.(Most teachers hate when you glare at them or try to intimidate everyone.)
"Yes..." The teacher says, his annoyance evident in his voice, "Let us get back to the topic we've been studying."
"Which is?" I ask, knowing I shouldn't. But before the teacher can yell at me, the small girl beside me rushes to say, "We're studying opera, Dexter. Well, more the, what's the word...music but yeah..."
"Ah, why am I not surprised." I mutter, smirking. The young brunette then hands me a book and shows what page we're supposed to be on. I listen to the teacher speak, becoming increasingly convinced it is the Phantom, and eventually stop paying attention as usual. I cast a side glance at the blond, but he's too engrossed in the lecture to notice. Slowly getting bored, I start to hum a random song from Dr Horrible. The girl taps my shoulder and I turn to see her sheepish smile.
"Sorry, but is that M-My Freeze Ray? F-from Dr. Horrible's...What was it called...Sing Along Blog?" She whispers, blushing a little. I roll my eyes and shake my head. "Oh, ok...I just thought it was...My name's Stevonna by the way..."
"Good for you." I mutter, pretending to become interested in the history of something I grew up with. After a little while, the teacher tells us to get in groups to work on an assignment. I smile before turning to the guy sitting next to me.
"Hey, would you mind letting me work with you...What's your name?" I lean only slightly closer, since I barely know the guy,let alone his relationship status. I am not easy, after all.
"I'm Lukas, and-" He begins, only to be cut off once again by Stevonna.
"Can I work with you too?" She chirps, leaning over me, rudely. I (gently) push her back to her seat and turn back in time to see Lukas nod, clearly giving up on finishing any more sentences. I smile wider, feeling somewhat successful. I work with the two of them, randomly talking about more personal matters when I can. Too soon the bell rings and before I leave, I invite Lukas to sit with me and Cane at lunch if he wants. Cane herself won't be thrilled if he does, but hopefully she won't be mad.
~later~
"Wh-what?" My friend says in that squeaking voice. I groan softly and wait for her to say anything more.
"Sorry kid. I wanna get to know him better, kay? He may not even come." I mutter, feeling guilty. I know how shy Clawrissa is, but at times like this, I can't help but wish she wasn't.
"What if he does, Dex? Please tell me you don't expect me to be your wing-ghoul..." She blushes deeply. I laugh a little and pat her shoulder.
"I would never ask you to do something you're uncomfortable with," I nod, then laugh again, "Plus, I have no idea what that is."
"You have no idea what what is, cousin?" Draclaura says as I look to see her and Lukas standing by our table, waiting to sit down. Like a gracious host I motion for them to go ahead, all the while staring in confusion from my cousin to Lukas.
"Thou be that Dexter? Draculaura has told me much about thee." Lukas says, looking a little accusing, as if I was supposed to tell him who I was related to but didn't.
"Well, you didn't tell me you knew my cousin, and she hasn't told me anything about you." I counter, smiling despite myself. I see that 'laura is smiling as well, but more like she's embarrassed, and with good reason too. I may be wrong, but she must've been complaining to her friends about me. Thankfully the way she'd described me hadn't seemed like the way I'd acted earlier, or maybe Lukas is just being nice...
"Geez, Draculaura, you know everyone." Canine jokes, smiling herself.
"I do not, I just happen to know a lot of people." The tiny vampire mutters in defense. I roll my eyes.
"How do you know him then?" I half-tease, jamming a finger at the only male at our table.
"I met him at an acting workshop….in the beginning of summer…" Her voice is distant, her face confused. I frown in confusion as well.
"Alright then…." I mumble, trying to figure out what was wrong.
"Well, either of you seen any boys I might know?" 'Laura looks from me to Cane as if poor Lukas isn't here. I didn't speak at first, merely tilting my head toward the, how would she put it..."manster" beside me. Then I realize Cane isn't gonna speak, I sigh softly before chirping, "What's the story on that Deuce guy?" Draculaura looks at me questioningly while Clawrissa blushes deeper, eating ravenously like she forgot her manners.
"Deuce Gorgon you mean? He's got a ghoulfriend, Cleo De Nile." My cousin says finally, playing with her food unconsciously.
"Oh, y'mean that Egyptian Bitch." I mutter, removing a thermos of homemade blood soup from my lunch thing. I remove the cap and slurp casually, hoping 'laura will mistake it for tomato soup. I really dislike it when she faints...Then something hits me that makes me almost spit up my soup.
"Hey, he's in my Home Ick class!" I smile, then frown when this is met with questioning stares.
"That...doesn't sound right..." 'laura says, frowning as well.
"Yeah, he's a jock. He loves casketball." Cane adds, head tilted. Out of the corner of my eye I notice Lukas's look of discomfort and figure he must not like the topic or at least being discluded from the conversation.
"Well I'm pretty sure he was, he had to help some chick who was having trouble." I shrug, then prepare myself for something I know I won't enjoy,
"Whatever...Are you going to the dance, UlaD?" I ask, not giving a shit. But, as anticipated, she launches into a babblefest about how "creeperiffic" it'll be. Clawrissa, being the great friend she is, keeps 'laura focused on talking to her. So I lean over to Lukas and whisper in his ear, "Wanna go sit somewhere else?"
"I am not sure there is any where left." He responds, casting a glance around the room. I follow, seeing he is right.
"Alright…..Are you going to the dance, Lukas?" I shrug, wondering aloud.
"Oh, why cousin, do you want to go?" Draculaura asks suddenly, uncharacteristically smirking.
"I might. If I have someone to go with." I joke, only looking at Lukas from the corner of my eye. Then, seriously, "If I do it will probably be one of my fils de sang."
"What is it that you mean?" Cane asks, like anyone who didn't speak French.(not that I'm fluent.)
"That means blood sons. Since I turned them from human to vampire." I say, emptying my thermos.
"Ah...I remember." She nods thoughtfully, as I take out my last blood shake. Just as I go to drink it, someone runs past me, knocking the cup in a way that the blood and ice cream concoction splatter over me. I blink, dazed as all hell when I see Draculaura groan then faint. This snaps me back into reality as I start to bark orders.
"Clawrissa, got get some paper towels, Lukas, can you make sure 'laura is ok? I'm gonna go wash up." I say, standing. I don't bother to wait for any response, just start taking off my nasty hoodie as I walk from the room. I hear people laughing and sneering, but ignore them. I doubt whoever did this, did so on purpose. I sniffed the air, catching the remnants of the runner's trail. "Succubus, huh? Couldn't've been on purpose." I mumble to myself, finally reaching the girl's bathroom.
While I finish washing as much of my shake off my hoodie as I can, Clawrissa walks in.
"Hey...your cousin's fine. Sorry I took so long, I had to clean up on my own." She mumbles, visibly anticipating a scolding.
"S'alright. I would'a stayed but that might've made it worse. Not to mention someone had to tend to 'laura." I shrug, putting the soggy fabric in my hands under a air dryer.
"I'll get that." She says, gently taking it from me. I grin in appreciation then go in one of the stalls to wash my tank in a toilet.(Just so it won't be too stained.)
"So...What'cha got next?" I ask, watching the water turn pink.
"Class wise? Physical Deaducation in the gymnauseoum. You?" My friend's voice fights the air dryer for the higher volume.
"Same! Cool, right?"
"Yeah, except I usually get to go to a private room to practice in."
"Aww...Don't tell me you're gonna leave me all aloooone!"
"Heh, is big, tough Dex afraid of Gym class?" I hear her tease, and smile genuinely.
"Maybe, there's gonna be all those big scawy seniors!" I laugh, wringing out my shirt. She hit the nail on the head though. I don't fear nothin'!
~Draculaura~
As usual, all the monsters who had PD that day filed into the locker rooms to change. The only exception was the black-haired vampire with only small stains on her jeans. She had on a baggy shirt, something she'd convinced a manster to lend her, but otherwise her clothes were not atletic. While she stood outside the Gymnauseoum doors, she carefully crafted her hair into a nearly perfect plait. She was aware of the stares she was getting as other more obeidant students passed by in their school approved PD uniforms. It was more curious that she was not dressed in the uniform than that she was a new student. Was this girl insane? Draculaura almost passed her cousin, wanting to avoid embarrassment, then remembered that mornig and what Dex had done.
"What are you wearing?" She asked, walking up to the tower of a girl(compared to pixie-like 'laura) Her cousin cracked a sarcastic smile and shrugged.
"Hey, this shirt is one they give you." Dexter said, securing her braid. UlaD rolled her eyes.
"Perhaps, but it's a mansters' shirt! You should have a ghoul's one like me!" She informed, motioning to her black and pink shirt and skort. But the older girl only laughed like she'd never heard something so funny.
"I'm not the only one not wearing the full outfit." She said matter-of-factly, pointing at a tri-color-haired girl in a white blue and black ensemble. Draculaura scowled a little, surprising her cuz.
"Y'mean Vanessa?" She asked, bitterness dripping.
"Whoever. You get my point though?" Dexter said, frowning. Before the smaller vampire could speak, Coach Igor shouted for them all to get inside. UlaD walked over to her BMFF Clawdeen who was with her little sister.
"Hey Cane. How'd you sneak past me?" Dex called out to her little friend, who looked embarrassed.
"Just habit I guess." The young werewolf mumbled, shrugging her shoulders.
"Huh." Was all the tallest girl had to say before Coach blew on his whistle.
"Alright! Today, we play Dodgebrawl!" He shouted, staring down the crowd, "Any Volunteers for Team Captains?" Only two hands went up. A cold one, and a warmer one. Dexter, and Vanessa. "Alright!" The Coach clapped, "You two start picking teammates! New student pick first!" While he talked, the two captains moved away from the group that slowly formed a line.
"Alright...Clawrissa." Dex said. Once the little girl was beside her, she flashed a smile.
"Hm...You, Alex." Van called out after a pause. He walked to her side, not excited per se, but wary.
"Ula D."
"You, with the red gloves."
"Clawdeen."
"You, the one without your shoes."
"You," Dexter said, pointing at Jackson. He looked around a little then sighed.
"I have a name." He informed her, getting only a snide "I know." in response. The choosing of sides went on for a few minutes until no one was left. That was when they saw that Coach had set up a line of balls that were only slightly bigger than casketballs.
"Arkham! Your team is on that side!" He barked, pointing to the far end. As docile as a puppy, Dexter led her team to their assigned area while Van's did the same minus the puppy part. "ALRIGHT! On three the game will begin! 1...2...3!" Dexter was the first to grab up a armful off balls. Each side started to fire and in no time the sidelines were half-full. It wou;d've gone on as planned, but someone on Van's team threw a ball at Draculaura, and despite being out, Dexter rushed to defend her cousin. In doing so she pooped the ball and ended the game. Not to mention embarrassed Ula D.
"Cousin! Why did you do that? I wasn't gonna be hurt! This is so mortalfying..." The little vampire whined. The older one stared for a while at her upset cousin until theCoach grabbed her and dragged her out of the Gym.
"Go to the Headmistress's office! I already told her what you did." He yelled at her, pushing for effect and to make her start walking,
"Jeez, it was only a ball..." Dexter muttered.
~Canine~
Despite her being given detention, I see Dex at the end of the day. She pulls up the hood of her hoodie before we walk outside. She doesn't say anything, not even when her group of fils de sang seemingly materialize out of thin air.
"Hey, miss. We 'ave someone in tha car so we need ta geh goin'." Darrenin says, nodding his head at a idiling car. Then I realize that the car beside it is blasting music.
"Mommy doesn't have her head anymore!
Keep it underneath my bed on the floor!
That's alright though,
That's ok!
She never really used her head anyway!" I frown at these words, wondering why anyone would write such a song!
"Mikael! Turn that down!" Dexter suddenly shouts. The music fades, but I can still hear it.
"Do you wanna hang out, Clawrissa? See the bros' place?" She asks me, grinning. I nod, despite my worries.
a/n: Second chapter, w00t. Introduced two characters that are not my ocs. They belong to KPenDragon on Deviantart. Had to make sure that was added. Lukas Helson and Vanessa Helsing are her's, not mine.