Regular POV

Everyone in Ms. Fang's classroom were astonished when the saw that Shyann Summers had actually returned to the campus. All rather gorgeous eyes were on her as she stepped quietly into the room.

They watched her every move as she handed a note from the principal to the wide eyed teacher.

Ms. Fang adjusted her glasses on her face before reading the note.

When she was finished, she set it down on her desk and cleared her throat.

"Class. This is Shyann Summers, um... you've..." she searched for words, " ...met her before."

They all glanced at her again before Ms. Fang continued.

"It seems she'll be joining us after all."

They all looked at her expectantly.

"Introduce yourself, dear.." the teacher put a hand on her back and Shy took a deep breath before clutching her bag and looking up at her new classmates.

"My name's Shyann Summers and I'm sixteen years old. It's nice to meet you!" she said quickly and loud enough for them all to hear.

Some of the boys leaned for in interested, some of the girls putting their hands on their cheeks and flushing with excitement, adoring her like they would a puppy.

Almost all at once, they all thought, " She's so cute."

"Um... please take care of me..." she finished.

As Ms. Fang pointed out where Shy was going to sit, the whole class realized her scent was much more like a vampires, therefore making it much easier to avoid attacking her.

But it seemed the opposite with just Lysander.

It feels strange being around her.. it's like her scent is intoxicating.. It's driving me crazy!

His gold and green eyes darkened with an unfamiliar kind of blood lust.

Lysander was confused and had never felt like this before – toward a human.

What's she even doing here?

His stomach dropped when he realized her new seat was right next to him – the empty seat that had been to the left of him since the beginning of the year, and would finally be filled with a small female with the sweetest scent he'd ever inhaled.

He could only imagine what her blood tasted like.

This was bad.

If any teenager in this entire school had the better intention of working on resisting a human being's blood, it was Lysander.

He certainly didn't want to hurt such a fragile person, and he knew by the way he thought about her, he would at least attempt to in the future.

I don't know what's happening to me! Why am I the only one that seems like I haven't had any work resisting scents like this?

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her speak.

"Um... excuse me...?"

He turned to her and their eyes met.

Lysander noticed her eyes were different colors like his, but he thought hers were much more beautiful – aluminum gray and amethyst.

How lovely.

Her skin was gorgeous, too, and he thought her brink pink hair looked pretty the way it practically flowed down to her knees.

So adorable...

Before he knew it, his eyes had wandered down to her neck.

It was like his mind had cleared and all he could think about was how he should lunge at her- catch her off guard, or warn her?

He snapped out of it as realized she asked him a question and he hadn't heard.

"Sorry, what?" he gave her a friendly smile.

Shy blinked a few times before leaning over to whisper:

"It's nice to meet you..." she said in a small, shaky voice.

"It's nice to meet you, too, Shyann."

He watched a beautiful smile cross her face and he felt his cheeks flush.

"Um... my name's Lysander. If there's anything you need, don't be afraid to ask me, alright?"

Shy looked happy with what he said.

"A-alright, thank you!"

Later...

The bell rang for lunch and Shy remembered Rosalya had told her to meet her outside.

She walked out of the classroom with her lunch box and made her way to the front of the school and under the biggest sakura tree where she had 'sort of' met Leigh.

Rosalya was leaning against the tree, sitting down with her bento in her lap, admiring the sakura petals that fell down after a breeze or two.

"Oh, there you are!" Rosalya giggled and stood up to run towards Shy, wrapping her in a big hug.

She held her so tight, Shy could barely breathe.

"I was starting to get so worried, I could barely focus on my work in class – which means a lot since I'm a verrrrry special student at this school!"

"R-Rosalya, I can't.."

"I was afraid that if you were late it meant something was wrong! You know, since you're totally defenseless – I was afraid you'd been swept down the hallway from being too tiny!"
In a quick flash, Shy was replaced by Lucine, who pushed Rosalya off of her roughly.

"Mou! Rosalya, you were crushing me in that vicious bear hug, I was suffocating! What were trying to do, kill me?!"

Rosalya seemed a little surprised and remembered what she had said.

"Oh, I didn't mean to transform you into your other -"

Lucine flipped her now cerise pink hair over her shoulder, closing her eyes and frowning.

"Whatever! Watch what you say, you egg- head. And just call me Lucine already! It isn't exactly a thrill to be called 'the other side!'"

Rosalya giggled and wrapped her arms around the small girl anyway.

"You're still so cute even when you're evil!"

Lucine grimaced and tried to push her off again, "Can we just eat?! I'm starving! Class was so boring..."

Rosalya sat down next to the tree and patted the spot next to her, "Of course!"

After lunch...

Lucine sighed happily and rubbed her stomach, "That was good~!"

"But you ate most of my lunch!" Rosalya sobbed.

Lucine rolled her eyes and burped as Rosalya pouted.

"Where's Leigh when you need him?"

All of a sudden, Lucine realized what Rosalya meant by that and her cheeks flushed a bright, scarlet red.

Rosalya looked over at her and grinned evily, "That's right~! We need him to kiss you!"

Lucine covered her face, "Stop that, and be quiet!"

"Lucine, you're so perverted! Who knew the only thing to calm you down when you're angry is a kiss from Leigh! It's so cuuuuute!"

"Geez, you're so annoying!"

Rosalya giggled and gathered her things, "Well, lunch is over! I'll see you in gym!"

Lucine stood up, "Wait! You're just going to leave me like this?!"

Rosalya put a finger to her chin and looked up, as if she was thinking, "Hmmm... yeah, there's nothing we can really do about it... so... just try not to kill anyone or anything, ok?" Rosalya blew her a kiss and skipped off.

"Oh my GOD!" Lucine ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, irritated.

Then she realized something.

"This could actually be fun..." she grinned evily.