Nobody is in the hallways as the thing slid out the doors. I ran and flung the doors open ripping them off the hinges making a lot of noise that no doubt brought people out of their class rooms to see what all of it is for. The dragon is heading for the football field. Using Slayer speed I caught up and tacked it wiping the knife out I stabbed it 3 times until I is sure it is dead. Grabbing the potion, I pinched a dab on the dragon and it evaporated into hell, or wherever dead demon go. Sighing a sigh of relief I headed back to class using the front door.

"Isabelle, what is that whole fight scene with you in drama class I keep hearing about?" I heard Jazz's voice before I seen her. As I spun I saw the rest of the group there waiting for me, they all looked like they were going to give me the 20 questions plus about 90.
"It is nothing, really."
"I hear the girl looked just like you." Glory, normally the one with no questions, is in 'tell me everything mode'.
"It's is my cousin, from...France and when she visits hijacks ensue. So I thought-"
"You'd bet the crap out of her." Grace asked.
"No, I didn't plan it. I told her she could not stay with us and she attacked me." I looked for my bus, anything for an escape from lying to my friends. "My bus is here, I got to go."
"I'll call you" Ainsley yelled as I walked towards my bus.


Ainsley had tried to call several times but each time I refused to answer the phone cause my cover story would be hard to stick to. I called Selly and he is connecting the council to see if they could get a track on my new demon friend. He said that it is defiantly a shape shifter and I should be careful who I come in contact with cause I must have touched it at some point during the day for it to mimic my looks. I had also asked him if there is anyway that we could make everyone forget about what happen, if not my secret Slayer identity is totally blown.
"Memory spell are difficult, I keep telling you that. Messing with peoples mind is not something that is done often," Selly is trying to explain things to me but I just didn't get it. My life would be very weird if everyone knew about the extra activities I have. "But I will look into it the council could perform it. Meanwhile, I am patrolling with you tonight. You can have a night off after this matter is taken care of. Bring your books."
"Why?"
"I'm also helping you pass you history test tomorrow.''

"Who is Sir John Joseph Caldwell?" Selly has been asking questions
On every thing, he could think of during patrol. Shifting my position on the tombstone, Selly just looked at me waiting for an answer.
"The last pope" I said matter of fact knowing the answer is nowhere near correct.
"Not even close".
"I am joking. He is a prime minister of Canada and his political career started in 1857." Just as the question is answered, a noise came from the side of the bushes that fenced in the graveyard. With record speed, I jumped off the tombstone, whipped out a stake while Selly struggled to get his own out of his pocket, as he did he followed me with the open book still in his hand. There were two vampires I could sense them behind me.