CHAPTER 2
When we finally drove around the corner to where the massive iron gate stood, I gasped. The sight of the school never failed to amaze me with its beauty. It was old, and there were different dorm buildings for each of the different types of students. There was one large one that was for all of the elementary and middle school students of both Moroi, and Dhampir races. And then there were two other smaller ones, one for the high school Moroi, and one for the high school Dhampirs.
I was in the moroi one, and the other dorm was much smaller, to accommodate for the smaller amount of Dhampir students. There were less Dhampir students because some grew up at home, and were raised by their mothers, who were also Dhampirs. Or many of the women lived in what are called blood whore communities, which were places where the women lived and offered free sex in exchange for Moroi men to drink from them. This act was a dirty act among our kind, and people who did that were often looked down upon and viewed as dirty and below the liking of Moroi. Not all women belonged to these communities, like I said before, many of them were just stay at home moms who dedicated their time to raising a family, instead of becoming guardians. But because of the shortage of women guardians, that meant I would most likely have a male guardian who was around my age. When I had realized that a few years ago, being the middle school girl that I was, I always wondered if I would know the guy, or if he would be cute, or even if he would like me.
Breaking out of my reverie, we drove through the school grounds to where the parking lot outside of the meeting hall was. We got out and went inside; despite my worries of being late, we actually got there early, and I saw some of my friends wave at me, and mouth at me to come over. My mom saw the exchange and told me to go join them, and that she'd see me later.
I ran over to my friends and gave them hugs while we all gushed about our summer, and who was going out with whom. Then my best friend in the whole world turned to me and asked about how my current ex-boyfriend and I had broken up. "He didn't want a long distance relationship over summer, he told me that we could get back together once school started back up, but I declined. He got mad, hooked up with some Dhampir girl, got her pregnant by accident, and then switched schools out of embarrassment."
"Oh my goodness! Kenna! Why didn't you tell me? I'm your best friend, you need to tell me this stuff so I can kick these jerks asses!" she yelled.
"Sarah! Calm down! I didn't tell you because it wasn't a big deal. I didn't really even like him, like at all." When she still didn't look convinced, I continued "I never really liked him though, he was just nice for a little bit, then he changed, so no worries. I'm fine." She still looked doubtful, but thankfully she let the subject go. She may be my best friend, but other people who weren't Sarah were around to overhear.
Suddenly a loud booming voice told everyone to go find their seats. Headmistress Kirova started talking about the year, her expectations, and the teacher's expectations. Kirova had been reinstated as the headmistress when Queen Vasilisa took the throne. When the announcements were over I said one last goodbye to my mom before I saw her in December for break. When she finally drove away, it sunk in that this was my senior year, and I would be going out to live my own life in less than a year. I turned around and went to my dorm room and fell asleep.