I sat down in a seat in Fearology, in the back of the room where nobody would bother to look at a weird girl in a mask. Occasionally, I looked up from my notes to Draculogan. He was paying attention to the teacher's lecture and jotting down notes in elegant cursive. I could barely concentrate when I saw him. He was so handsome and kind; he made me hope that people are not all monsters.

When the bell rang, I stayed in my seat for a few moments just so I could watch him get up and leave. I left the classroom and hurried to my locker so I could get to music class quickly. But along the way, a girl with chunky gold highlights, bandages, and gold jewelry hurried past me, yelled "Watch it!", and bumped me in the side.

Upon doing so, my mask flew off my face and clattered to the floor. I cried out and my hand flew up to my face. I let my hair fall around me to cover up what my hand wasn't. I dropped down on my hands (excluding the hand that was hiding my deformity) and knees looking for the piece of porcelain that I loved so dearly.

The girl in the Egyptian clothing laughed at me and said cruelly, "That's what you get for getting in my way." Everyone around me started laughing and one boy with flames leaping off his body yelled, "Hey, girlie, whatcha hiding?" I was still searching around for my mask when I saw it, right in front of the girl who knocked it off in the first place. Desperately, I crawled toward her when she picked it up and waved it above her head.

"Do you want this?" she mocked me. I got up and, with my hand still on my face, tried to pluck my mask from her grasp, but she was taller than me. I sniffled, "Please give me back my mask. I need it." She laughed bitterly and growled, "Not until you apologize." My father taught me many things, and one of them is not to give up to tyrants.

"You want ME apologize? YOU are the one that bumped into me and caused this calamity!"

Then, she smirked at me and stood taller in her platform heels. "Say it."

Suddenly, a hero came along and took the mask from the mean girl's grasp and she let out a cry of defeat. Draculogan, my knight in shining armor, had come to rescue me from the dragon. He glared at her and said, "What's wrong with you, Cleo? She asked you politely the first time." His face suddenly turned soft when he turned to me and handed me my mask. Cleo let out a scoff and turned around and walked away to her next class. I looked down and re-applied my mask to its rightful place. Relived, I let out a sigh and wiped away my tears.

Draculogan smiled softly and asked, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you so much for that. You have no idea how much my face being hidden means to me."

"So," he asked, "what's your next class?"

"Music class." I replied. "It's my favorite."

He looked around cautiously and whispered, "Um, don't tell anyone, but it's my favorite too."

I giggled awkwardly and he grinned at me so I could see his fangs.

"Could I walk you there, mademoiselle?" he bowed and asked politely.

I blushed profusely and said "Of course."

Then we walked together to class.

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