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Clare's Pov

I ran a hand through my curls as I exited the bathroom.

Luckily enough, I had gotten away from the scent fast enough to be able not to go into a feeding frenzy, but I still could have gone for a drink.

I looked around the empty halls. They reminded me of one of the corridors in the Dark Castle. It was plain, long, and empty, just like home. Or, well, prison.

The constant ring of silence engulfed the air around me. I was used to the quietness.

Then there was a sound, and it was building. I suspected I was the only one able to hear it.

"What is-"

BRRING!

I jumped at the obnoxiously loud bell.

The hallways overflowed with people, pushing and shoving yet all in their own world.

I pushed past several people, when someone's hand grabbed my wrist, "Hey, watch where you're pushing,"

I looked back to see a tall boy standing there. He was fairly attractive, with a short brown hair cut and brown eyes. When he saw my face, his expression went from irritated to smug.

"Looks like we got another vamp at the school," He looked me up and down.

My face went cold. Shivers ran up and down my spine. My cover had been blown.

I tried to play it off, "Um, I don't know what you're talking about," I smiled sweetly and then spoke in his head, "She is not a vampire,"

He wrinkled his eyebrow in confusion, "Well, I was just joking anyways," He held out a hand.

"The name is Fitz," I hesitantly reached and shook it, "Clare,"

I shook my head, "I've, uh, got to go. Good bye,"

I shuffled off quickly and was soon at Ms. Dawes door. Everyone was already gone. She sat a desk, her own most likely, and was pressing keys on a pad connected to a block.

She looked over at me, "Ah, Ms. Edwards, coming back for your stuff, I take it?" She smiled as I nodded. After grabbing my stuff, I walked to exit but stopped when Ms. Dawes called my name.

"Clare," I turned around, "Welcome to Degrassi," I smiled and thanked her.

I pulled out the folded up sheet from my back pocket and looked for my locker number.

L2034: 01-36-22

I walked the still crowded hallways, counting the lockers as I went. 2030, 2031, 2032, 2033, and 2034.

I faced my locker and tried the lock. It opened on the first try.

It was completely vacant and black inside. I traced the cold rim of the metal, when a voice startled me, "Well, hello, there,"

I gaped at my locker. Was it talking? I stuck my head inside and called, "Hello?"

"Try behind you, Clare," It was a male.

After pulling my head out of the locker, I turned to face Eli.

"Are you stalking me Dr. Doom?" I giggled.

He shrugged and smirked, "If by 'stalking you' you mean trying to get to my locker then yes,"

Eli pushed my door closed slightly and opened the one next to mine.

"That's your locker?" I dropped my school books inside, keeping Twilight under my arm though, and locked my locker back.

He followed suit, except he left all of his.

We began walking and he sighed sarcastically, "Nah, that's just me, Eli Goldsworthy, breaking into random lockers,"

I rolled my eyes, "Anyways, where are we going?"

"The cafeteria,"

I wriggled my eyebrows. Eli must have seen this, "It's where we eat,"

I chuckled slightly, "Please excuse my stupidity, I just am not used to public school,"

"It's cool," He shrugged.

The sound of chattering students increased significantly.

Eli and I walked into through some double doors.

The sounds of the cafeteria burst through the doors and screeched in my eardrums. I flinched at the overflowing sound of conversations.

I tugged on Elli's jacket, "Why is it so loud?" I practically yelled.

He smirked, "I don't know. After a while, you get used to it."

"If everyone is talking at the same time, doesn't that mean no one is listening?" I looked around at the vivid colors of the students of Degrassi.

The tables were a stale blue color standing on black stands. At the very back of the cafeteria, there was a line of students with floppy plates that had compartments.

I followed Eli vacantly, looking at every corner of the room, trying to learn it inside out. It was so large and I had never seen anything so big.

Eli stepped over a bar that was lower to the table that was a charcoal black. I tried to mimic Eli but ended up getting caught on the table.

I tugged at my boot slightly. It was caught on one of the table's bolts.

Eli was busy staring out the window to notice my struggle.

"Hmmp!" I yanked at boot again but it was still stuck.

"Uh, Eli?" I chuckled pitifully, "Can you help me? I'm a little stuck."

He turned back and raised an eyebrow, but then reached under the table and detached my boot.

I sat plopped down clumsily next Eli and giggled, "Thanks,"

He patted my hand, "No problem."

I gaped at Eli. When Adam came in contact with me, his hand was warm and I could feel his pulse. But with Eli's hand it felt like Alli's.

I found my voice, "E-Eli, are you a…vampire?"

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