Hey guys I know it's been literally MONTHS since I last updated this, and I'm so so so so so so sorry to everyone who was waiting for the update. I kinda just lost inspiration (this always happens to me). But I re-read the Vlad Tod series and remembered this story. I looked at it, and I had nothing but positive reviews so I decided to continue this. So enjoy! And please, please, review! Tell me what you liked, didn't like, suggestions, or just general comments. Thanks!
-Rixer
I brushed back a lock of my dark brown hair as I approached the steps to my new Hell: Bathory High. I flinched as a blinding blob of pink ran past me and into the waiting arms of… a guy that shouldn't get hugged by that kind of girl. He was wearing a black shirt, black skinny jeans, and black and white checkered shoes. You've got one guess at his hair color.
I shook my head inwardly. Small towns are really weird.
I climbed the stairs to the school and walked through the front doors. I located the office and got my locker combination and schedule and emptied my books into my locker. I got some weird glances, because school was already in full swing. It was February, and judging by the size of the school, new students were pretty rare.
I closed my locker and nearly jumped out of my skin. A boy dressed entirely in black was leaning up against the locker next to mine.
"Hiya. I'm Sprat. You're new here aren't you? I've never seen you before. What's your name? We don't get a lot of new students here. It's pretty small. Where did you live before Bathory? What kind of music do you like?"
His flurry of words only lasted about five seconds due to the speed of them flying out of his mouth.
I wasn't sure which question to answer first, so I said the most intelligent thing that came to mind.
"Uh… hi."
Sprat laughed and said, "Let's talk later, the bell's about to ring. Find me at lunch; I'll be with the rest of the scary looking crowd that everyone else is avoiding."
The bell rang and Sprat ran off. I found my way to my first period class and when questioned about my tardiness, I told the teacher that I was new here and I got lost. It wasn't a total lie…
The first half of the day went smoothly enough. I grabbed my lunch out of my locker and headed to the cafeteria. It didn't take me long to find Sprat and the rest of the "scary looking crowd". Around their table were four or five empty tables.
I approached the table and stood there awkwardly for a few moments, until Sprat noticed me and hopped up.
"Oh guys, this is, uh… What's your name?"
"Damian," I replied.
"Wicked name dude," said Sprat with a grin. "He's new here," he continued to the group.
A guy with silver hair looked up at me with a disapproving look on his face.
"So you just decided that we're all friends now? Don't we kind of get to decide that kind of thing?"
The girl sitting next to him punched him playfully in the shoulder.
"Oh, shut up Kristoff." She got up and held her hand out to me.
"I'm October," she said with a smile playing at her lips.
"Nice to meet you," I replied.
She nudged her finger toward an empty seat and Kristoff scowled.
"Come on, sit down."
I sat in the seat she pointed out and took out my lunch. The guy sitting across from me nodded at me and introduced himself as Andrew. I glanced across the room and spotted the goth kid I'd seen hugging the girl in pink this morning. He was sitting across from the girl and another guy who looked like Prince Charming.
"Who's that?" I asked Sprat, referring to the goth kid.
Sprat followed my eyes and looked at him.
"Oh, that's Vlad. Vlad Tod. He's cool, we hang out sometimes, but he sits with his girlfriend and his friend Henry at lunch… beats me how they get along. He's totally goth and they're complete preps. Really puzzles the mind…"
I glanced back at Vlad as he bit into his sandwich. When he bit into it, he looked… weird. Like the sandwich was the best thing he'd ever tasted in his life. I understand being relieved that it's time for lunch, but sheesh… It was almost creepy.
I tore my eyes away. What the hell was I doing, watching some kid I didn't know eat his lunch? I must be really screwed up, I thought to myself.
I finished off my lunch and threw away the bag. The rest of the day went by pretty normally, although I had to learn all my teachers' names, where everything is in the school, new rules, pretty much a bunch of new shit.
I walked the few blocks back to my new house and walked in the front door. I set my bag down on the couch and walked up the stairs to my room. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling for a long while.
Not bad for a first day.
