Chapter 3: A New Teacher
The whole night I had spent with reading in the books Marienne had given me. She prefered sleeping but I couldn´t resist and had to find something out about this mysterious host. As I found the right book it was nearly morning. That meant we had to go to our History lesson. So we went in the classroom to find no teacher there. Usually our teacher was more than punctual.
We nearly hoped to get free as Ms. Klump entered, another teacher behind her. The man wore brown trousers and a jacket in the same colour. He would have looked serious if he hadn´t had dark brown hair, that fell in curls to his shoulders. I looked at Marienne and smiled. We both knew how familiar this guy seemed.
"Class", Ms. Klump started, "This is your new History teacher. His name is Mr. Vankovic and he´s new in his job. Please be kind to him and greet him!" The whole class said "Hello, Mr. Vankovic" except of me.
I simply changed his name into Van Helsing and greeted him that way. It was my luck that noone noticed. Otherwise Ms. Klump would have torn my head off. The following lesson would mean fun! The fact that I loved Dracula made me hate Van Helsing for killing him.
Ms. Klump left the room and the new teacher in my class. Of course when a teacher was new, he had to know first who we all were. He took out a piece of paper and read name for name out loud. I watched as Nataly Gomez raised her hand as she heard her name. While doing so she fiddled with her hair like wild. I was about to take my umbrella out, so was her hair flying. Kate Johnson´s name was called and she raised her hand. Now it had to be my turn. "Allen, Rachel!", Mr. Vankovic called. I stretched my hand in the air immediately, a wide smile on my face. He breathed in sharply. A holy man and a goth - that was too funny.
His eyes wandered over my black hair, pale skin and at last the black dress. He seemed shocked. I nearly was about to get a laughing fit. Finally I had to interrupt his staring. "Can I get an autograph?"
Mr. "Van Helsing´s" eyes widened. "Surely not!", he said and then continued reading the names. All my class mates stared at me after I said that. Haven´t they watched Van Helsing, I thought and simply ignored them. Suddenly a piece of paper landed on my table. "From Sabrina", I read and unfolded the note. It said: How dare you upset this extremely good-looking guy? I would have had chances and now he probably hates us all!" I shook my head. That was typical of Sabrina. How could she fall in love with this ugly, unfair, intolerant...
"Rachel! If this letter´s more interesting the than the practicing of presence than you surely have no problem when I read it, too!", Mr. Vankovic said angry. I hadn´t even noticed that he had rushed over to me.
I could see sweat forming on Sabrina´s forehead. Her face turned red as he took the note out of my hand and read it. After he was finished he looked at the letter´s author. Then he turned his look at me. Quitly he whispered something that only I could hear. "I don´t hate either of you. I just want to make sure that you´ll be not in my way when the time has come!" In the same volume I hissed back: "You won´t conquer again!" Then that was the last thing I would allow. I was sure that he meant that Dracula had returned. I wouldn´t let Van Helsing hurt my count.
Mr. Vankovic went back to his table and turned towards the board. There he wrote a special topic, he oviously wanted us to speak about. "The influence of the church", I whispered to myself. Why didn´t I bring a cushion, I thought. That would be a boring lesson. Or maybe not?
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