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My Past Long Forgotten

Chapter 10

I awoke alone. I don't know where Andrew went and for a moment I considered that maybe it was a dream. But, thinking back to the previous night and our conversations, I concluded that it was indeed real.

"Ah good you're awake." Andrew said as he walked in carrying a tray of food. "I was just getting you some breakfast." He added with a smile. He walked to my bed, sat down and handed me the tray of food. On the tray was eggs, bacon, sausages, salad, toast, an energy bar, a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee, a cup of tea and a glass of milk. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "I uh didn't know what you would want, so I brought you pretty much everything I could find. Sorry it's not much, as most students are away there wasn't very much decent food on offer so I cooked this myself." I gaped at him, completely shocked. He had cooked me all this himself? He took my silence the wrong way. "I'm sorry, you don't like it. I will go and get you something else." He said with a sad voice. I put my hand on his when he tried to take the tray away.

"No, no it's fine. I'm just shocked that's all. It all looks delicious; I just can't believe you went to all this trouble." He smiled brightly at me and I couldn't help but laugh. Where had this all come from? I don't mean the food. He isn't usually like this. Last night he seemed like he was holding back information. He had lay next to me on my bed listening to me talk, with his signature smirk on his face. And here he is smiling like a child on Christmas day because I like the food he brought me?

"I'm glad you like it." He said. I smiled at him and dug in, it was delicious! I was quite surprised actually. Vampires don't really have much of a reason to cook. After breakfast Andrew said he had some things that he had to do and left. That was fine by me though, I had my own things to do today, which would be quite difficult if Andrew were to stick around.

The school grounds were near enough deserted today. I had to be careful though, if just one person caught me heading to a restricted area, I was going to get in to a lot of trouble, and a lot of questions would be asked. I'm not entirely sure what is going on here, but I cannot trust anyone other than Brian and Abby from this school. And possibly Andrew, but I am not planning on filling him in on any of the details just yet. Considering I don't exactly know what I would tell him. I am yet to have anything concrete. Hence my task for today.

Making sure I disguised my sent so not even a vampire would know that I was here, I headed to Mr Jackson's office. I hesitated outside to check if anyone was in there. I sensed and heard no one so I headed in, shutting the door behind me. His office looked expensive. It had a leather sofa, nice chairs; grand bookcases which were filled to the top with leather bound books. I began looking through the draws in his desk, all I found were the usual papers that you would expect to find in a head master's office. There has got to be something here. I searched frantically, through draws, in books, everywhere that I could think of. I found absolutely nothing suspicious and nothing out of the ordinary.

I turned to the computer sitting on the grand desk, sat down in the luxurious leather seat and turned the computer on. It was obviously password protected but that has never stopped me before. It only took me a few minutes to get in to his computer and then I began searching through his files. The first lot of files I searched through I found nothing suspicious so I dug deeper. I recovered all of the files that he thought he had deleted, I didn't go through them here though, too risky. I saved them all on to my memory stick as well as any other files I thought might hold some useful information. I then went on to his emails and saved all sent and received emails. Looking through his computer again I found out that he actually had two email addresses. What does someone need two email addresses for? I hacked that email account as well and saved all information from that one on to my memory stick also. After I had every bit of information I could possibly get from his computer and hard drive I erased all evidence of me hacking his computer. I shut it down and pocketed my memory stick.

I then put everything in the room back where it was when I came in, I was about to leave when I heard footsteps heading down the hallway. Shit! Someone's coming. I opened a closet door and hid in there, yeah I know what you're thinking, this isn't the greatest hiding place but there are not a lot of options in here. And besides I can make the door so I can see through it but people on the other side of the door cannot see me. Like one way glass. This way, I can eavesdrop on any conversations. Almost as soon as I closed the door the other one opened. Mr Jackson walked in along with….Smithy.

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