I wake up and there are candle lights flickering, a cold sheet is draped across my slim body as I start to stir from my sleep. My head throbs in tune with my heart, and makes me wonder how many times I am going to hit my head today. I hear a soft cough, and look up to see a striking woman with flowing blonde hair and with a filled in Mark that framed her sharp face with lilies. "How are you feeling Tyler? You took a nasty fall outside our gates this afternoon!" Her voice is soft, yet something powerful hides behind it. "I am this House of Night's High Priestess, my name is Tabitha. I informed your parents of your arrival since you did not." I stare at her for what seems like forever before her words finally register to me. "It is a pleasure to meet you, but why did you tell them? They will come take me from here and lock me up somewhere until I die!" I exclaim. "Fret not my child, your family matters have been handled, and you are now, like all Fledgelings, an emancipated minor. You may change your name now, if you'd like my special Fledgeling." She cooed. "What do you mean, 'special fledgeling?'" I blurt out, causing me to blush at my abruptness. "Don't you know your Mark has filled in?" "What do you mean?" I say, standing up slowly and walking to the mirror that sits above the large sink near the door Tabitha was standing in front of. As I look into the eyes of my reflection, it feels as if I am looking at a stranger. My hand tentatively flits up to my forehead, touching the smooth skin of my filled in sapphire colored Mark. "What... What happened?" I quietly mumble out. "You have been blessed my child, you have been blessed by our Goddess, your Goddess." "The Goddess?" The words flow from my lips, feeling oh so right, and giving me a light feeling in my stomach. "Yes, Nyx, our Goddess, the Goddess of Night, and she has chosen you as hers." "What do you mean, as hers?" "She has Marked you in a special way, a way different then other Fledgelings." As she says these words, the light feeling in my stomach returns, and from that I know she is right, this Goddess - my Goddess, has chosen me. "Come my Fledgeling, I will show you around, classes have just started, so we won't be interrupted during our tour, come now my child." I follow her down the hall, looking through the gothic style windows, in awe of how much like home this place already feels. We walk through a tall decorated archway, carved out of stone like the rest of the castle like building. "This is the back of the school, through the door ahead is the courtyard, the courtyard leads to all the parts of the school, straight ahead is the path that will split and go to the dorms." I nod, and twist my head around left and right taking in everything. I hear a soft laugh, and look behind me to see a strawberry blonde boy with the most stunning cold blue eyes, and by the color of his eyebrows, I can tell he is naturally dark headed. His lean, lithe body striding towards us, my eyes drinking in his every move. "Merry meet High Priestess" He crosses his fist across his chest, above his heart and bows. "Merry meet Sebastian, is there something you need?" Her hands crossed, she looks everything one would imagine a High Priestess would be. "Madame Labell asked me to find you, one of the students is in need of you. Lack of sleep I think." He speaks and stands with such confidence, a confidence that he obviously doesn't know he has. "Well, then, will you complete our newest Fledgelings tour than? I meant to send word to you as Tyler here will be your room mate." His eyes flit to me, appraising me as if to see if I am worthy of his presence. "Gladly, High Priestess." He bows again, and steps aside for her to walk the way that Sebastian had come. As she walks away and steps out of earshot, he steps in close, almost nose to nose with me and moves past, his lips at my ear. "You are destined to do great things." He whispers. I blush as I realize his hand is on my forearm, and has trailed down to my wrist. "What... What do you mean?" I stutter out. "Our spells and rituals teacher, Aphrodite has predicted your arrival for some time now. Of course, she only told me because I am her son. She told me my soulmate would come to me with as a Fledgeling," he stops, and looks up at my Mark. "A Fledgeling with a filled in Mark." I blush deeper, and look down, up, anywhere to not look at him in the face. He takes my hand and leads me to the dorms. "Our room is in this building, across the way is the girls dorms, we aren't allowed in there past four." He says. "Four? Four in the afternoon?" He looks at me and smiles, and then chuckles. "No, my sweet, four in the morning." I look at him back, a small smile creeping across my face. How he knew I was gay, I don't know, but more power to him! "Whats next on the tour?" As I speak these words, a clock begins to chime. "Now? It is time to eat, and to introduce you to your new friends." As he says these words, he looks away towards a small building in the middle of the courtyard where teens filed in. A small group of five stands under a tree, looking our way, huddled together in the cold of the night, the candle light casting their shadows around them. "They are waiting for us," He says, a smile evident in his voice. "We should go, I can't wait for them to meet you." He looks down and smiles at me, infecting me with a smile of my own. We trod down the sidewalk towards the small group of five, three girls and two boys. The two girls blatantly flirting with the two guys, but for some reason they don't seem to fit in with the group. As we get closer, tidbits of their conversation drift towards me on the wind. "So, we think you should take us out sometime, if you think you can handle us that is." The two girls laugh in unison, an action that seems to come natural to the two. "Dakota, Nicole, don't hurt the poor boys." Says the third girl who stands off to the side, bundled up. "Sebastian, who do you have there," Says the girl named Dakota. "And how can we get to know h-" They both stop, and five pairs of eyes travel up to my forehead, to my filled in Mark. "Oh! Sebastian! This is him, isn't it? The boy from your mom's visions?" The girl who stands off to the side asked. "Yes, Emily, this is him." Sebastian's arm snaking across my shoulders, feeling like it was meant to be there forever. I blush scarlet red, contrasting the sapphire color of my Mark as he does and says these things. "Sebastian, I think you are overwhelming the poor boy," Squeaked Dakota. "We think you need to talk this over with... Whats your name?" Asked Nicole. "Tyler, my name is Tyler, and I agree with them, you should talk to me before, well, all of this!" I rush out, causing me to blush again. "Not that I don't mind it though..." I whisper out. "Your right, I'm sorry, I bet this has been an overwhelming day for you, come on, lets go eat and talk this over." His arm falls down from my shoulders, the cold air hitting them, leaching the heat from his arm. Everyone walks in to what I assume is the cafeteria, considering the smells and sounds coming from inside. As I walk towards the door, a voice from inside, a women's voice utters one simple thing. "He's the one."