Chapter 2:

Days turned into months, months turned into seasons, so on and so forth. And Trinity was beginning to become more and more determined to break her new . . ."toy" as she liked to call him.

Luciante, who at first thought she was rather irritating, began to get second thoughts.

For months on end he would give her warnings not to push him the wrong way, other wise he would make it so that no one would know what would happen to her, or her body. He threatened that she wouldn't see the light of day again. He chuckled at the number of times she hadn't taken it to heart, at first he thought that she possibly had a death wish. Now he was beginning to think it was rather charming for her to be determined enough to bring him down. He suddenly looked up to hear a bunch f girls yelling and crowding around a certain area. "Quit picking on !" snapped one of the girls. "YEAH! You have all the boys to pick on in this school, but you're too busy going after Lou-bear to realize it." said another. Luciante cocked a brow in their direction and peered through the crowd to see who they were talking to.

He then saw the girl he was just thinking about leaning against the lockers disregarding anything the girls around her were saying. She looked as though she were getting more, and more annoyed. "Why don't you go back to where you came from!" demanded yet another one of the girls. The girl suddenly scoffed and laughed mockingly. "Oh that's right." she said. "Her daddy chose death over his worthless little daughter. And I hear her aunt doesn't even want her!" Luciante did his best to pass by until he heard the girl who was mocking Trinity approaching her.

Trinity tolerated what the girls were saying. She honestly didn't care. . . .So long as they didn't hit the point were they were messing with thorns. The girl mocking her started to approach her. She didn't care. She just looked up at the girl who took her by the face and sneered. "Why don't you go rot in purgetory with all the other unborn babies." Trinity smiled. "How can I? I've already been born." she said in a humorous tone. The girl in front of her did her best to look intimidating by glowering down at her. "Well it's obvious that god doesn't want you amongst angels, you're waaay too ugly." she said with a laugh. Now Trinity was going to be pissed. This girl had said the wrong words in the wrong place at the wrong time. She kept a blank face until the girl in front of her finished her ranting about righteousness, which was really pissing her off, especially since it involved the "higher ups".

Once all was quiet, Trinity placed her hand on the girls shoulder and smiled. What she was about to do next was going to shock everyone around her.

Luciante couldn't believe his eyes at what he saw. A petit brown haired little girl no older than seventeen punching another girl half a foot taller and fourteen pounds heavier to the point were the bigger girls' feet lifted two feet off the ground.

He was surprisingly intrigued by such an action. Had he been so inftuated with a human being before?

Had he felt the need to want someone to himself so much that he wanted to take that person and lock them away where no one would find them unless it was he himself, for knowing where to look? He closed hs eyes to atleast try to recall if he had ever felt this way.

No. He'd never come close. . .The blonde haired vampyre opened his eyes and looked over to the student he had his eyes on. Trinity was kneeling over to the student who had pushed her over the edge. He saw her take the girl by the collar and lean in a tad closer. He saw her lips move and smiled like never before. What a strange girl you are. . . . . He thought. Keep acting the way you do, and I might get too close.

Trinity pulled the girl close. "Out of all honesty, I would would give the highest regaurd to my neighbours. If you truly hold such high faith in god, prove to him that you can be compassionate, with everyone else. Now I'm sure you have a better side to you than what you have shown me. And I don't ever want to cause any further harm. So I'll tell you this: Before I go to sleep tonight I will both pray for our lords forgiveness then I will pray for you." She let go and helped the girl up. She then looked up at her with sincere apollogy. "I am also sorry for causing you any pain, and I just want you to take my words to heart. That's all I have to say."

The girl stared at Trinity as if she had just met a pschytsophrenic person and glared. "Don't talk down to me." she hissed. "And I'm not accepting that fake apollogy of yours." She tried her best to intimidate the dual eye colored girl in front of her, who wasn't phased by how she was acting at all. Trinity shook her head and sighed. "If I were talking down to you, then that would make me a hypocrit. I do admit that I do have some form of hypocracy by saying other people should learn to respect their elders, but I'm still a teenager so I hardly ever." She then smiled up at the girl and started to walk off, letting her smile fade.

Trinity walked away from the bunch of girls who stared at her in shock. Eh, it'll die down in a week or two. she thought as she headed toward the principles office. "You are most definitely a strange girl." said a familiar voice. Trinity put her poker face back on and looked up. Her literature teacher walking along side her. "So I'm weird. Big deal, everyone is. Many just prefer to deny it." She then looked back the way she was going and stopped at her destination point. "What are you doing here?"

"Turning myself in."

"Why ?"

"What's the point in lying when you're just going to get caught anyway?"

". . . . ."

Luciante cringed, as his student looked up at him. "By the way. . .what is your name ? And don't lie this time." she said calmly. Luciante looked down at Trinity with a shocked face."Just how in the world--"

"I hacked into a few systems and learned that you've taken on many names. Although with each profile there's no birthdate entered. Just a single word that leads to you." He relaxed. She's obviously bluffing. This girl can't possibley know-- Luciantes' thought were then interupted when Trinity spoke. "Circe." she said. The older of the two stared down at his pupil with a calm expression. "So tell me. . .what is your real name?" she asked with the same smug smile she had the first day he had been in that school. Luciante froze and stard down at the teenager, who tilted her head in waiting.

I guess she isn't bluffing.. . . . he thought. He then sighed. "I'll write you a pass to detention for the deed you commited against Isabelle. Meet me after school sharp." He then turned and walked back toward the way he was going in the first place. All but what he was hoping wouldn't have to be done on his mind.