Chapter 2: The First Meeting

(From this point forward, the story will be in the first person perspective, instead of third person like the first chapter.)

*Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight*

I woke up to my phone alarm ringing and yawned. It was my first day at this giant new school and I was already exhausted. Not that I wasn't always exhausted. I feel like I have been in a perpetual state of sleepy since my parents informed me of my transfer. I rolled out of my bed and made it, positioning the quilt from my grandmother perfectly centered at the bottom half of it. I then grabbed my uniform out of the closet and walked to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair, and slipped on the intricate outfit. I was a little taken aback at how fancy it was. I mean, it felt like the thing was made out of really expensive, nice fabric (not that I would know), which I thought was ridiculous. Why would you give something so nice to a bunch of teenagers to wear every day? I just thought it was a little bit of overkill. Of course, that was just my opinion, and over the past few weeks it has been made very clear that my opinion doesn't matter. Despite my reluctance to wear something that seemed so costly, I still slipped on the uniform and looked at myself in the mirror. I regretted it immediately. I looked so ridiculous I actually had to laugh at my appearance. Never in my life had I worn such a short skirt or socks so high; in fact, I can't remember the last time I wore a skirt. Like I said, my appearance was laughable. Nevertheless, I assumed that I had no choice but to wear it, so I shook my head, grabbed my bag, and made my way to class.

Once inside the classroom, I caught sight of Yuuki and went to sit down next to her. She gave me a genuine smile and I returned it with a small one of my own. She asked how I had slept and I responded that I had slept fine. That was all the conversation we had time for before the teacher entered the classroom. Once he settled into his desk, he stood up in the front of the class.

"Okay ladies and gentlemen! Before we begin today's lesson, we have a new student in our class! Her name is Anastasia Williams and she is a transfer from the country side. Please be kind and welcoming towards her. Any questions?"

I blushed vehemently and tried to hide my face as I prayed that there were no questions. I had less than no desire to answer any questions about myself. Luckily, someone was watching over me. Just before any of the all-to-eager students could ask me any questions about myself, a tall, silver-haired boy failed to sneak into class without catching the attention of the teacher.

"Kiryu! Don't think you can sneak past me! This is the third time you've been late to class this week!"

I looked up at the boy who had just gotten lectured and for a moment, we locked eyes. There was nothing romantic about it, like the movies would have you expect. No, we just looked into each other's eyes; in his, I saw confusion and hatred and anger, in mine… I have no clue what he saw in my eyes. Most likely, he saw nothing, for I felt nothing but curiosity about what I saw in his. They were a beautiful lavender color. I wondered briefly if they were natural, or if he was late to class because he was trying to insert contacts to make them such a bizarre shade; however, I reasoned that he did not seem like the type to spend time on his appearance after moving from his eyes and observing his unkempt locks, slightly astray tie, and incorrectly buttoned oxford. I assumed he must have over slept, what, with the dark circles under his eyes and all. After what probably seemed to be an unnaturally long staring match to all those who were observing, I turned away from this "Kiryu" and pulled out a notebook and a pen to take notes with during class.

After our classes for the day had ended, Yuuki and the silver-haired boy ran off in a hurry. I decided to follow and see where they were running to. Eventually, I reached another set of large gates that were practically blocked off by a crowed of screaming female students. To say I was confused would be an understatement; especially when I saw Yuuki and her silver-haired companion trying to fend them all off. Actually, it was quite comical to watch, but I held back my giggle as the gate opened to reveal the night class.

I let out a soft gasp as they made their way through the path of screaming girls. They were the most stunning people I have ever seen, and being in their presence was almost enough to make my knees weak. The first one I laid eyes on had beautiful golden hair, with the most enchanting green eyes I have ever seen. He smiled- something I was sure had melted thousands of hearts- and waved at the screaming girls. Next, my eyes drifted to a tall male with red hair and matching eyes. He looked… incredibly bored. I began to make my way through all of the night class in that methodical manner, until I reached the last and let out another small gasp.

He was the most striking man I had ever seen. He looked like the epitome of royalty, even in such a mundane setting. He was tall, with dark hair and red-brown eyes that I felt could read into the depths of ones soul if he wished them to. He was the definition of perfection. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life. I felt drawn to this man, like I should throw myself at his feet and beg to be found worthy of being in his presence. I had never felt anything so strong and contrary to my personality in my entire life.

Suddenly, his head turned and it was as if he was looking directly at me. I let out a third gasp and struggled to tear away my gaze. He had felt me staring at him. That beautiful creature had caught me staring at him and I was more embarrassed than I ever thought it possible to be. I briskly made my way back through the crowd to my dorm room, afraid to let anyone see the tears I was about to shed because I had just utterly humiliated myself.

Once in my room, I tried to calm myself down. 'He probably didn't even see you,' I reasoned with myself. 'There were thousands of girls in that crowd. You are so insignificant and plain, he wouldn't have noticed you if you were the only thing standing there for miles.'

I was right; I had nothing to worry about. I was invisible, insignificant, and unattractive. A man like that would never waste the time to even look my way. It has never happened before, and it will never happen in the future. I could never be worthy or deserving of someone like that, and he would never lower himself to my level. I had no need to worry.

After my little episode was over, I tore off my uniform and jumped into the shower before beginning on my homework. I picked a random playlist on my phone and listened to it as I worked. Once I finished, I crawled into my bed, kissed the photo of my family on my bedside table, and drifted off into sleep.

I had survived my first day.

A/N: Hello all! I hope you are enjoying my story so far. I don't really know where I am going to go with it (I'm just kind of writing as the mood strikes me), but I have a feeling that it will be great! Thank you to those of you who have followed and favorited my story after just one chapter! It makes me feel wonderful to know that someone out there likes my writing, and I hope that you continue to like it! Also, thank you for giving me feed-back, because that really means the world to me. I will try to post at least once a week, but I'm not sure how well that will work with school and all. Thank you again and please continue to let me know what you think/ feel/ etc.

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