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I watched as two human girls sat a bit too close to one of the vampires. Joseph, I believe his name was. No matter, they were still too close and I was probably the only human who noticed how he sat at the very edge of his desk, hands clenched into fists. I frowned when I caught sight of his eyes. They were a very dark gold, fading to black as they neared the iris. He needed to feed.

The bell tolled and Joseph briskly walked out, leaving two very disappointed girls. I didn't quite understand. Hadn't their instincts been screaming at them to move, put some distance between them and inevitable danger? Probably, but did that matter when that danger had a pretty face?

I jogged out of the classroom, my eyes scanning the crowd for Joseph. I found him leaning against the building, trying to stay away from the small crowd of humans without having to actually go through the crowd. I walked up to him, slowly so he could get used to my scent. He glared at me, eyes narrowing when it became obvious that I was going to talk to him.

"I didn't ask them to sit so close, they did it of their own accord. If anyone, they are to blame." I could tell he was repressing a growl. The werewolves were really the only ones that weren't too bothered by the fact that Jacob and I not only knew their secret, but were considered the guardians of the school.

"I'm not here to preach to you, and I'm aware that those idiots did that of their own accord. I just wanted to tell you that I'm sure the Headmaster won't mind if you skip the rest of the day to feed. I'll even explain the situation to him." I kept my voice even, with only a hint of a demanding tone. The vampires were the most…touchy about the fact that we knew their "secret". They especially didn't like when we told them to back off or to feed. Well, Jacob told them, I simply implied it.

I watched as his eyes lit up in surprise before he masked it with distaste. Inside, I was rolling my eyes, yet kept my face impassive. Although normally I was an open book, I had a lot of practice hiding my emotions when it came to this.

"Are you saying that you'll vouch for me?" he asked, incredulous. I already knew where his thoughts were going. 'I never knew the day would come when I would need a human to vouch for me yada yada yada'. Again, so very touchy.

"If you'd like to see it that way. But it would be a whole lot easier for yourself if you just feed now. You know how the girls are, they're so used to seeing vampires that they start to ignore their instincts. They won't leave you alone, maybe even get more brave and actually talk to you."

I almost had him now, I could just tell by the way his eyes narrowed.

"They might even invite you to their dorms, after all, you are one of the few single vampire left."

This seemed to win him over. No vampire that I have ever encountered actually enjoyed being asked out by a human. I had a feeling the very thought of being with a human any more than necessary disgusted them.

"I think I will feed. But I don't need you to vouch for me." I didn't even try to stop myself from rolling my eyes. He left with quickly and gracefully. Even after seeing how gracefully they move, it still takes my breath away every time.

With a sigh, I stepped into the dwindling crowd, heading towards my next class. The Headmaster had arranged it so that each human (and a few witches) schedules were ordered so that one day they stayed mostly in the vampire's classes, another in the wolves, and another in the witches and humans. The humans thought they stayed in one area for per day because the campus was too large to cross in order to get to class on time. While this was certainly a factor, it mostly had to do with the fact that any contact between vampires and werewolves could very easily become fatal. Any contact. Which meant if you had just come from a werewolf class and went to a vampire class, you could be ripped to shreds then drained of your blood. Simply because the werewolf blood was a little strong on you. Of course, every system was flawed and every now and then someone might forget to wash their shirt, but by then the scent had faded.

I was about halfway to my class, eyes scanning the crowd, ears open to any possible incantations or brawls. That was when I saw him. He had disheveled bronze colored hair and the typical topaz eyes of a vegetarian vampire. Of course, the mere sight of him sent my heart nearly ripping out of my chest. A normal human reaction. He certainly was handsome, after all, he was a vampire. And he was new, and I wasn't used to the sight of him yet. I tore my eyes away from him to look upon four more newbies. A beautiful blonde beside a big burly and certainly intimidating male. A very short pixie like one with inky black hair shooting out in all directions. She held tightly to a tall blonde male who, even from this distance, I could see was struggling with the such close proximity to humans.

Just great, I'll have to keep an extra eye on that one. Of course, I wouldn't ever voice my thoughts to anyone. Maybe Jacob, but he was so negative when it came to 'the cause' as the Headmaster and I called it. My eyes slid over to Sabrina and Hunter, the official vampire welcoming committee. I smirked slightly as Sabrina waved her hand dismissively at me. She never did like me.

I took one last glance at the bronze-haired one, ignoring my hearts little flip, and walked away to class. I'd get used to him, I had to. I felt a bit worried when I realized that they could probably hear my heart's reaction at seeing him. I relaxed a bit when I realized that all of the humans hearts would have had the same reaction to them and mine was probably drowned out. Good.

I saw a guy start showing off in front of some Lucia, another vampire, and her mate. Richard wasn't taking it too well, either. I sped up and started to divulge said guy in conversation. He seemed a bit confused, seeing as how I never actually talked to people, before joining the conversation enthusiastically. Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into?

The boy, Mike Newton, I believe, was now following me to class. Lucia and Richard better be thankful. Mike just kept going and going. I nodded at the appropriate times