Chapter 2:
I began by hoping for this to be just some strange dream, but the cold sensation, and bruise from falling was pain enough for me to believe. I took a hard step towards the cowering students, and the three friends I would have to help. First thing was first in my mind: "Did anyone get bitten or scratched?" I asked, praying for the correct answer. No one from the class stepped forward, and my anger only increased. "Listen, if you have been bitten, the only way to save yourself pain, is to be killed on the spot. There is no known treatment, no way to save your ass if your bitten." I stated forcefully. One student stepped forward. She was shorter than be by a few inches, marking her as 5 foot and 0 inches. Her short blond hair covered only her shoulders, and she wore the outfit to match. Her light green shirt was large, and roomy around every area. Her shirt, while it stretched out, also reached past her roomy blue-jeans. She wore flip flops that were clearly incorrect for school standards. Her dark green eyes shyed away from my gaze. "What's your name?" I asked, putting a calming hand on her shoulder.
"It's… Missy" She stated quietly. Her hair fell lightly in front of her face. "The teacher…" She pointed towards to door.
I grabbed her hand and smilled
