Okay so you've probably noticed that I write very short chapters. I apologize for that. But it's just my style. I'm doing better...kind of, but I'm not getting to write as much as I'd wish. Yah I'm gonna go collapse on my bed now and watch RENT all night!!

Mimi's POV

I ran a hand through my perfect blonde hair, trying to figure out that mess of a problem on the board. It was something about quadratic equations, which we had learned in 8th grade. I scrunched my eyes together, giving it a last try, and then gave up. I pulled out my BlackBerry and started typing a message to Aggie. You coming to the party tomorrow night? She typed it then put it away. Mimi was planning another blow out because all of them had survived the first week of senior year without dying. Mimi was sure glad that the Council had found a way to bring back consumed vampires.

My phone began to vibrate in my pocket when a knock on the door interrupted me. We all perked up to see the person standing at the door. I leaned in, trying to decide. It didn't smell like the Blood, but you never knew. The doors were extremely solid. I should know, since I've run a million Red Bloods into them. Mr. Acrtus- our boring teacher who needed to stop wearing designer suits and fake tanning oil-went over to the door and opened it.

"Oh my god!" I wanted to scream, covering my nose instantly. A terrible smell came over the room, making me want to fall over. It smelled like a disgusting combination of flowers and cream. My eye twitched, now currently thirsting for one of my Human Familiars. I needed the regular scent of a person, not someone who smelled like sweet, sickening flowers. I leaned over to Jack and whispered, "So do you think she is marked or what? Because that smells worse than a Blood." I gagged as I caught another whiff of the scent. All the other Blue Bloods in the room-which was about eighty percent of the class-were covering their noses as casually as possible.

Jack scrunched his nostrils together and leaned over to me too and replied in a raspy I-don't-want-to-take-a-breath tone, "The girl's been marked. She's bound to fall in love with a blood." I nodded and watched as the teacher took the note from her hand. He looked just as repulsed as the fifty percent of the class that were Blue Bloods. The girl looked around confused at the response of her new peers.

"This," The teacher attempted, trying to get in a full breath, "Is Bella Swan. Her aunt, Ms. Swan, is the art teacher here." Everyone in the room recoiled as she stepped down the aisle to take a seat. She chose one pretty near the front of the room-which I was very relieved about-and opened her binder. The poor thing-Bella her name was-had no idea why she was discriminated against. Bella was marked. No end to my amusement. I already hated this girl because she was affiliated with a Blood. I leaned over to Jack and whispered, "I have an idea. Want to invite her to our party?" Jack looked over at me with narrowed eyes.

"Please don't completely destroy her!" Jack pleaded, just like he would. Sometimes he got annoyed with the power of my evil. I pouted and continued.

"I won't destroy her. I just want to see what would happen." My lips curled into an evil smile again. "It wouldn't exactly be my fault if she ran out crying. It isn't my fault that everyone has a problem with someone who's marked."

"I never said that it was your fault. I'm just pointing out that everyone does have problems with Bloods. And I'm just pointing out that you're trying to cause her to be shunned," Jack said still mad with me.

"She would be shunned regardless. I just believe it should be done quickly. Painlessly though, that's impossible." And with that the bell rang. I always got the higher ground.