Hello, unfortunate readers! Yes, my little blood-sucking friends are in this. (Looks at doubtful crowd) Seriously! (Notices men in white coats) DISCLAIMER! HELP!
Disclaimer: My insane (sees angry author) um, I mean sane colleague owns Sam, Joey, and anyone or thing else she creates. men leave Erm, enjoy!
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Artemis and New Students
Artemis walked down a hallway so dark he wasn't sure if it really was one. He just knew. Suddenly, he heard a scream. It seemed as if he knew the voice, but never heard it used like that. He ran down the corridor and stopped when he nearly hit an old wall that reminded him of mediaeval dungeons. He pushed at the barrier; it fell and hit the ground more quietly than he expected. Inside was a young girl lying on the ground. Her hair was pitch-black with the points of her ears sticking out. Points? She must be an elf. The elfin girl-or perhaps woman, Artemis wasn't sure- sat up. She looked strangely like Ho-
Artemis Fowl the Second sat up the moment he woke to his alarm clock. A moan escaped his lips as he got out of bed and headed for his closet. Summer break was over and he would go back to school at St. Bartleby's. He never really looked forward to his pointless classes, but there seemed to be some sort of gloom that would hang around him every day, ever since he started having those dreams; every night he got a little bit further and it was beginning to get on his nerves. "Dreams are just the way your brain perceives your life and decisions. They are nothing more than that," Artemis said to nobody in particular. But if this was true, why was this dream so important?
St. Bartlbey's for Promising Students
At school, Artemis's mood didn't change, but he was interested in the new students- a boy and a girl- that were introduced at the beginning of the hour. They weren't supposed to be siblings, but the girl said they came from the same school. The two also looked alike with pale, almost white, skin, black eyes, limp hair (The girl's had a rich, red color while the boy was a brunette.) and a look on their faces that looked like they wanted to show emotion, but they couldn't quite pull it off. If Artemis didn't know better, he would have thought they were vampires! Then again, The People existed, why couldn't vampires? "What are your names again?" Professor McMahon asked. "I'm Benjamin, and she's Rebecca." the boy replied. "Lovely names. Now if you will kindly take your seats, we can begin. Rebecca, sit next to Artemis, he's in the back there. Ben, why don't you sit by Becca? Perfect! Now today's subject…" the man began to lecture about how, as a way to practice their English, they were going to write essays on the myth of their choice.
Meanwhile, Artemis glanced at Rebecca and Benjamin. Rebecca grinned and wrote on a piece of paper as the teacher said they could go into groups of two or more. Joy. Suddenly, a crumpled piece of paper landed on his desk. Artemis opened the note, which said, "We know about the fairies. Be our partner so we can explain our preposition or your friends hit the Internet." He looked at the pair and nodded; Benjamin grinned. Without warning, two fangs sprouted.
See? The vampires are here! Bartleby's is now for both boys and girls and boys. Got it?Sorry this one's short, but the next one will be longer! Promise! (sees men in white coats again and flees)