Chapter 1

Somewhere on the east side of school, the head teachers "pet" is sitting in the teachers' lounge doing math homework. The room is pretty much completely quiet apart from the gentle banging of a tree against the far window and the everlasting ticking of the plain, boring wall clock. The wonderful silence is cut short by a teacher coming in. On this particular day Mr. Tyler (or as known by the entire student population as tie-man because of his obsession for ties) is wearing a pink and brown stripy tie with a couple of odd bits of Chinese writing which goes nicely with his brown suit. Mr. Tyler is the head teacher of this school.
'Good morning Arrowen, how are you this morning?' Mr. Tyler says with a very cheerful voice.
'Good morning Mr. Tyler, I'm pretty good, and you?' Arrowen (teacher's pet) replies.
'As happy as always Arrowen, what are you up to then?' Mr. Tyler asks while making his fifth cup of morning tea.
'Math homework, sir'
'Good boy' all is quiet again for just a few peaceful seconds while headmaster Tyler starts to speak again, 'hey, Arrowen? You couldn't do me a favor could you?'
'sure sir, anything'
'Could you mention Rally in the school newspaper, she is a lot of help around the school and is always happy to help a children in need' he sits in the seat next to Arrowen.
Arrowen has a confused look on his face and looks up slowly from the intermediate math book and looks at the headmaster 'Rally?' he asks.
'Yes Rally' he answers Reading his usual morning paper.
He frowns a little more in confusion 'Who's Rally?'

About half an hour later in the main 5th former common room. The school newspaper writer and editor, Bryont, is busy working on one of the ten empty computers. The room is usually full of people but for the particular reason of the journalist in training having to concentrate, it is "closed until further notice". Arrowen walks into the dull lavender colored room with paper in hand and a cup of tea in the other. He sits next to Bryont and hands him the tea, Bryont takes it in one hand without taking his eye off the monitor or stopping the rhythm of typing with his spare hand.
'Morning Bry, how're you?' Arrowen asks with a general miserable attitude.
With out taking his eyes off the screen, Bryont takes a sip of the tea and sets it down next to the overly polished keyboard. He looks in a funny way but at the computer, still typing. 'I'm good mate thank you. What's wrong?'
'Nothin' mate, just something that happened this morning, you know about the head teacher's accommodation for most helpful 5th former?' Arrowen says.
'um-hmm'
'Well it wasn't me' Arrowen explains with a tiny bit of sadness in his eyes and a bit of annoyance.
Bryont looks away from his screen and towards Arrowen with a slightly confused but angry look, 'who was it then mate? Was it Val?'
'No' Arrowen says 'it was Rally'
He looks less angry and all confused at Arrowen... 'Who's Rally?'
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'Hey Rally!' I knew already who was calling me from behind; I could smell her before she even saw me, before she even came through the school gates 10 minutes ago. My best friend Lyaisa that I've known now for almost three years was the only other supernatural in this school. This is supposed to be a "human" school but they obviously can't tell the difference between their own kind and witches. Of course it's not that difficult though because unlike my kind humans don't know that witches exist. This makes it easy for Lyaisa to get into any "human" school. When I say "unlike my kind" I mean that humans do know that we exist but obviously this school and its staff is too stupid to recognize a vampire when they see one.
That's how I could smell Lyaisa half a mile away, I have enhanced senses especially my smell and sight. I'm a vampire; I was not however the one to announce to the world that a whole vampire race existed and that we are harmless. That was all my stupid council members' idea. The truth is that I am not harmless, sure I don't go hunting and killing humans but I don't take what is offered from the blood banks like every other stupid new generational vampire out there who thinks it's good that humans know about us. I am different in more ways than one and I don't like being associated with the new vampires. I don't like them. I think it's stupid how much my race has mutated and,well, evolved over the time I've been alive. And that is the main reason of many reasons why I am such a miserable git. I just don't like how the world works now.
I can hear Lyaisa's footsteps now which means she must be about 50 feet away. Which means that I have only a little amount of time, if Lyaisa keeps at her fast walk, until she jumps on my back and pretends to scare me. I know her too well a think with a role of my eyes.
My alone time is cut short when I am knocked to the floor with Lyaisa (or layse as I call her sometimes) runs up behind me catching me slightly off guard making me face plant the floor. Of course layse though this was funny and was giggling as soon as we hit the floor.
As usual with no-one around I got up in milli-seconds and stood there waiting for layse's giggles to subside. It's about 8 in the morning and the only people that are here are a couple of 5th former prefects that are either sucking up to the teachers in their classrooms or working in the library to catch up on coursework. It's our final year which means all the students in my form (5th form) want to get good grades so they can go to college and start a career. I, on the other hand, don't care what grades I get. But anyway the point is that I have roughly half an hour before students start flooding through the school gates so I can act like myself.
I look back down at layse and now she is just smiling at me with her bright green eyes shining and her tight, light brown curls spread out around her head. 'Gotcha' she says from still on the floor and smiling at me. I just look down at her with a lazy, laid back smile of my own.
I held out a hand. 'yes you did laysa' (That's also what I call her) ' you got me good' she took my hand and I helped her up so she could look at me in the eye.
'How many is that for me now?' she days but doesn't actually give me a chance to answer 'I think that might be 11 am I correct?'
'yes laysa you do have 11. But how many do I have?' I say with a little sarcasm.
'I know you have a lot more but you have good hearing and it's actually not fair. But I am going to catch you up soon' she smiles in a bubbly mood, like always.
We have always been the opposite in our style of mood (she is always happy and sympathetic to people whereas I am always spaced out and not caring about humans) but we are basically the same. We think the same way and we finish each other's sentences (even though I find it weird when she does that), we even are called twins by the teachers because we are so alike. Anyway, laysa and I have this game going on and have had for about a year now. She will always try and knock me over at any opportunity she gets and she gets me down then it's a point to her. If I get to her first if it's just looking at her or catching her when she jumps on me then it's my point. It didn't start off as a game it was just a little thing she liked doing but it soon turned into a lifelong ambition, to catch me off guard and get me down.
'I know you are determined to get me but you might as well give up now' I say to her hoping she will stop trying to kick my ass.
'tuff, I am not going to give up and forfeit the game. And anyway, I'm going get you a lot more when I'm a vampire' she says. Oh yeah that's another thing she's determined to do, become a vampire so that me and her can live as soul sisters forever. It's ridiculous if you ask me. It's not like I don't want her to stay with me for our whole lives but I wouldn't wish this curse on anyone.
We are approaching the back of the school near our tree that we sit at every morning before the bell rings for everyone has to go to class. 'Well I'm afraid to burst your bubble Laysa but even when you are a vampire you won't be able to beat me. I'm too old for a new gen vampire to ever attack me' I say to her. We sit down by the tree and she starts eating her breakfast which is actually an energy drink she makes for herself made of some weird witchy herbs but it smells awful to me. It has lavender in it which is not very good for me (well that might be an understatement but oh well) and she puts it in there because it's supposed to cleanse the soul or something ridiculous like that. Although I swear the amount she drinks of that awful substance it keeps her up all night.
'I'll be better than any new gen vampire' she says with a little wiggle of her eyebrows and a smile.
I laugh at her, just like a sister she's the only one that can actually make me laugh.
'Well we will see about that when we get closer to the time' I say with little sadness in my way-too-dark green eyes.
'It's only a couple months away'
'I know' I say now with the sadness actually showing in my voice. Laysa puts her arm around me in comfort.
'you know I want this Rall, I have since I was eight but now you're here I want it more so I decided to move the date from my 21st birthday to my 17th so that I could be with you. So stop being so negative about it please. For me?'.

'Ok layse I'll stop being negative' (I'll just avoid the subject).
'Thank you' she says with a smile and she looks back into the sight in front of her where humans are standing under the canopy where layse had knocked me to my ass about a half hour ago, time goes incredibly fast when you are as old as me. Both laysa and I are sat silently snuggling into each other like loving sisters against "the tree" and wait for the bell to go. Layse doesn't want to say anything else (I can sense that coming from her) so I just go along with it.
All of a sudden laysa goes all tense and her eyes look extremely spaced out. Instantly I knew she was having another vision. I don't usually see her having a vision because she can usually sense when they are going to sneak up on her so she goes to the bathroom or something. Whatever she sees is always something to do with whoever she is with so that means that it is most probably about me (perfect, just what I needed to start the day, a piece of news I don't really care about that will change my life forever. My life is just perfect).
'You know, sarcasm will get you nowhere'
'Lyaisa you scared the living he'll out of me' I hadn't realized she had stopped seeing into the future. Once I had calmed my beating heart I started again 'ok' say with a slightly scared face (I always have had a problem with the unknown) 'what did you see?'
'well it was quite weird but-' Laysa was cut off by the bell 'I will have to tell you later. I don't want to be late to class. I'll see you at lunch' then she got up and ran towards the far end of the school where her first class is.
Great, whatever she just saw is defiantly one of those visions where she sees something normal and not really out of the ordinary. But whatever she saw, whether I like it or not, is going to change my life forever.