03-20-05 Dear Diary,

Wow, I have a lot to write about tonight.

I got two letters today and read them during my off period. One was from the rents and one was from my friend Amber. My parents just said how they love me and miss me and hope that I am enjoying myself and all that. I didn't realize how much I missed them, but when I read their letter and then looked at their picture on my dresser, tears came to my eyes and I got all choked up. I was really glad Stacey wasn't in the room to see me cry over it. I just hugged Muffin and Mr. Snuffels and wondered what they would think if they knew where I really was. Would they think I was a freak? Would they think I was a loony that needed locking up? Maybe I am. I mean I came here without any proof that vampires were real, I just took their word for it. What kind of stupid little girl just goes to a school when she knows they're lying to her parents about what will be taking place in the school? A really stupid one that's what kind. Not to mention I've been brought up as a catholic and I just totally screwed my religion by coming here. I still believe in God and I bet he's probably mad at me. Does that make me a bad slayer because I believe in him? And on top of all that, Amber's letter had mentioned that Hillary Loyd has the hotts for Billy. Hillary was cheer captain at our school, the most popular girl in our class. Now I feel like Billy is going to look back on me and wonder what he was thinking going out with me after he's been with Hillary. Not to mention Hilary is an easy slut and I don't even want to think about what they would be doing if they hooked up.

I was thinking about all this when there was a knock on my door and Mrs. Wood came in. She was really nice and I found myself crying out all my fears to her. She said if my parents ever understood what I really was that they would be unbelievably proud of me for doing such a brave thing. About no proof that vampires were real, she said she would work something out for me tonight and see if I couldn't get a little peak at one. As for my Billy situation, well she didn't really say much about that except that the academy might not be all girls for long. Apparently and International School for Warlocks in the Czech Republic was recently burned and many of the survivors might be coming here to train with Miss Rosenberg. That news was definitely good. Mrs. Wood also said she would buy some more food for the dog that she let me sneak in. She wanted to know how he was doing his business and I pointed to the kitty litter box in the bathroom. She was impressed that my smart little Muffin was trained to use it. Then she said that the reason she came in was to tell me that I needed to go to Miss Summers' office. Now I'm having second thoughts about going for Mr. Wood. His wife is so cool, I think I want them to not have problems, plus I don't want to hurt Mrs. Wood either after she was so nice to me. But dang he is so fine sometimes I just can't help myself. And his voice is just so smooth!

Anyways, I washed the tears off my face in the bathroom and then headed down to Miss Summers office. Miss Summers explained that all the students have a teacher assigned as their councilor and that she was mine. She explained that in the past, the slayer could only live to fight demons and not have a full life. Now that there were several slayers at once however, it was the school's goal to make sure that that did not happen to any of their girls. So she wanted to learn about me so that I could have a good time while attending SLAYER academy. Talking to Miss Summers isn't as easy as it is to talk to Mrs. Wood. She is very nice, but her eyes are so sad and defeated that I'm always afraid I'll say something that will make it worse. I wonder how she got this way, I know that she was the last singular slayer, I wonder if that's what the job did to girls before she changed the rules. If it did than I am so grateful she changed it, but I feel bad that she still had to suffer from it. Well, I told her that my favorite hobbies were playing sports, of any kind and that my favorite subject in school was Englsih, (even before Mr. Wood was my teacher, really) and that I think I want to be a sports journalist when I grow up. She told me that I should talk to Mr. Wood about journalism. I guess there was a look on my face when she mentioned his name because she laughed and asked if I had a crush on him. She said that I was, by far, not the first student to fall under his spell, figuratively speaking. She mentioned that she herself had once thought him to be somewhat gorgeous and had gone on a date with him, but that he was much better suited for Faith. I asked her why they only went on one date and she closed off again and got the sad look in her eye. She just said something about it being in the middle of a big battle and that there was someone else. I felt bad that I had brought it up. Then she went back to business and said that they were trying to organize some sports teams to be able to play in the league with the other schools in the district. I was so excited I asked her to tell me the second they started sports so that I could go to all the tryouts that I had time for. She said that was fine, but the only problem they were struggling with was that they didn't think it would be fair to the other schools to play against teams of slayers. I agreed that it might give us a slight advantage. Lol. Well then the bell rang and I had to go to my next class, so that was basically our conversation.

Lunch was interesting today. Stacey started calling Demi, Little Demi cupcake after the Little Debbies snack brand. Of course a lot of the girls, being foreign, didn't get that so Demi asked if "was her lame 'idear' of a joke?" making fun of our accents. But nobody thought that was funny either because everyone in the school has different accents. I'm worried that Stacey is going to give us a bad rep. We're among the newest group here and she's already stirring up trouble and managing to insult everyone rather than just Demi. I tried to talk to her about it tonight but she just blew it off and instead talked about her meeting with her councilor. She got Mr. Harris as her councilor. I guess she didn't know what she wanted to do when she grew up and he suggested that construction would suit her well because she's strong and good in geometry. I guess she got mad at him because that wasn't a very glamorous job and practically yelled at him for suggesting it. I don't know what's up with Stacey, but this goes beyond just PMS. She is usually never this temperamental. I'll have to try to figure out what is wrong, but she's hasn't been very open with me these last couple of days

Mrs. Wood followed up with her promise to give me a peek at a real vampire. She came into my room at about eight o'clock. She dropped off a bag of dog food and told me that she needed to talk with me right away. So we went into the hall and she told me that new students were not allowed out of the school until they had been there for three months, and even then it was with a lot of backup protection. Mrs. Wood said she didn't want me doubting the school so she was going to make a little exception because she thinks I'm a cool kid. So we went down to the bottom floor of the school and out a sewer exit. I guess she didn't want to take the front door for fear of getting caught. I don't think Mrs. Wood is the most responsible teacher, not that I mind, and when I asked her what she taught she said she was one of the slaying teachers and that we had to hurry because she had to get to her class in forty-five minutes. Apparently she was the slayer the second slayer called when there were only two slayers at a time. The story is really starting to come into place for me. I don't know why I'm so interested in my teachers' pasts, I never was at my old school. I guess it's because right now it still feels like being away at camp, and the teachers are councilors, especially when most of the teachers are not even a decade older than me.

We walked through the sewers a while, which I have to say was probably the grossest experience of my life and if I was any more of a girly girl I would have just up and died. When we finally got out we were in a shady ally. I have to admit, I was scared as a 'lil baby. I have grown up in my sheltered suburban little life and suddenly I was in a deserted ally with a possibly crazy woman I barely knew, looking for vampires. She told me that all the most of the demons in America and some overseas knew about SLAYER Academy by now, but that Miss Rosenberg had put some hard core protection spells on the who campus and that's why newbies werren't allowed off the school grounds for several months. When I asked how come another powerful witch couldn't just break the spell Mrs. Wood replied that there was no witch strong enough because Miss Rosenberg is a goddess. I know, gasp!!!!! First of all, there's such thing as goddesses? Second of all, Miss Rosenberg is a goddess? Finally, wouldn't you want a cooler name than 'Miss Rosenberg' if you were a goddess? Okay, back to the story. We walked into a bar and I sat down at a table with Mrs. Wood. She asked me if I could tell which of the bars occupants were not human. I pointed to a pitbull behind a desk and she laughed but told me that's not what she meant. She wanted to know if I could sense which of the apparent humans were actually vampires. I asked her how I could tell and she said that eventually, due to my natural slayer abilities, I would just get a tingly sensation when I was in the presence of one and be able to place it. I of course had no clue what she meant so she told me to watch her carefully and handed me a wooden stake under the table for protection. I saw her go over to the bar and flirt blatently with one of the men there. Suddenly I had no qualms about going after Mr. Wood. She even went so far as to head outside with him so I followed her out back to the ally. I saw her fight him and then jab a wooden stake into his heart and he burst into a pile of ashes before my very eyes. Brad Pitt was wrong! Vampires can be killed! I was filled with adrenaline watching the fight and I was talking to Mrs. Wood a mile a minute what we heard a throat clearing. I turned around and looked into the eyes of Miss Summers. I heard Mrs. Wood swear and I knew we were both busted.

Miss Summers yelled at us for a good half hour. She kept threatening to expel me and kill Mrs. Wood. I don't think she really meant kill, but you have to wonder when her job title for the last decade has been 'The Slayer.' I didn't know what to do so I let Mrs.Wood do most of the talking. I though Miss Summers was going to have an aneurysm or something. She kept shouting at Mrs. Wood about how like she can't believe that after all this time she's still pulling the same tricks. Anyways, Mrs. Wood convinced her to not tell her husband or Mr. Giles, but I have two weeks detention and she wants Mrs. Wood to teach her class in May so that she can go visit some friends in L.A. Altogether I say it could have gone worse, but it's only the fourth day of school and I already have two weeks of detention.

On the way back form the ally I recognized one of the older girls from school out on the street and asked why if she was allowed out on her own. Faith said that she had been a slayer ever since the battle with The First Evil and that she was at the level where she was allowed to patrol on her own. I noticed Miss Summers scowl at her but I didn't ask why, not wanting to get myself in more trouble. Back in my room it wasn't any better. Stacery wanted to know where I had been and I told her it was none of her business. She got really mad at me and asked what my problem was and I told her that my problem was that she was acting weird and wouldn't tell me why and that I shouldn't have to talk to her if she wasn't going to talk to me. She said that was fine and yelled that she was going to spend the night in Malaya and her roommate Vi's dorm. So here I am and it's two in the morning so I guess I really have the wrong date written, but o well I'm still on that day in my mind. I sure am glad classes don't start 'till eleven though. TTFN

~Abby: A Vampire Slayer~