Elizabeth put a hand to her neck. She looked in the mirror to check if she still had a reflection. She breathed a sigh of relief when she did. But something caught her eye. There were no puncture holes on her neck. They'd completely disappeared.

"How puzzling..." Elizabeth gave herself a quizical look. She stood up and put her arm in front of the window, letting the sun shine on it. Her skin didn't sparkle like the vampires' skin in vampire novel, 'Twilight'. She breathed a sigh of relief. Elizabeth decided to stop reading 'Twilight'. It would mess with her head. As her parents were out shopping, she decided that she would go to the school and start begging to be in the Night Class. The guy obviously knew about vampires a he set up the Night Class for them, so it wouldn't be a problem to talk about it with him. She got changed into some clean clothes and threw her blood stained ones into the washing machine. She pulled on her coat and walked out leaving a note for her mum and dad to see when they came in.

It was quite a walk from her house to her new school. Cross Academy was a magnificent sight to behold. It's gothic image sent chills down her spine. It sent her imagination into overdrive. It was the kind of place, in her mind, Count Dracula would live: gothic archways, gothic stained-glass windows, spires etc.

When she finally arrived at the school, she stepped inside and saw a large foyer with seats and a receptionist behind a desk.

"Erm, excuse me, may I see Chairman Cross? I'm a new student as of tomorrow."

The receptionist looked up. "Your name?" she asked.

"Erizabesu Watoson (Elizabeth Watson)."

The receptionist typed Elizabeth's name into the computor and she picked up the telephone sitting next to her.

"Hello, Chairman Cross, a girl called Erizabesu Watoson has come to see you and claims she a new student as of tomorrow."

The conversation went on for sometime, when finally the phone was put down on it's dock and the receptionist looked back up at her.

"Go on up. His office is right up those stairs, through those doors, along the corridor and fifth door you come to." the receptionist said slowly so that she would understand. Elizabeth nodded.

"Thank you for your help." she bowed and then walked up the stairs. She opened the heavy doors to see that the corridor was swarming with students. She held her head up high and fought her way through the students, who were idly chatting about boys and she heard Kaname Kuran's name more than once as well.

When she finally arrived, Elizabeth knocked on the door loudly. "Come in." said a sing-songy voice. She opened to door to see two people in the room, a man with a shawl around his shoulders, with long, sandy hair tied up into a ponytail and a young man with a Night Class uniform on, who looked similar to her master, Rido Kuran.

"Ah, you must be Erizabesu Watoson-san. Welcome to Cross Academy!" Chairman Cross said excitedly. Elizabeth smiled.

"Thank you, Chairman. It's a pleasure to be here." Elizabeth turned to the handsome young man. "Hello there, my name's Erizabesu! What's your name?" Elizabeth boldly asked. Chairman Cross held his breath. The young man looked up at her.

"My name is Kaname Kuran." he answered. Elizabeth suddenly went very pale. So this was Rido's nephew. He was beautiful. Why would she want to kill something so utterly beautiful and godlike as him?

"Are you in the Night Class?" Elizabeth asked.

Kaname nodded.

"Is it full of vampires?" Elizabeth asked bluntly. Kaname nodded before realizing what she had asked and Cross choked and spluttered on his tea.

"May I ask how you know?" Kaname asked.

"Well...my master told me...yeah...that's right, I'm a vampire...well...I was human about three quarters of an hour ago."

"Did the vampire give you his blood?" Cross asked urgently. Elizabeth nodded. Both Kaname and Cross sighed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, so I won't turn into those Level E thingies, will I?"

Kaname shook his head, "No, she shouldn't do. But I think that we should keep you in the Night Class for your protection and so that I can deal with you if you should have a bout of bloodlust." Kaname said.

Cross nodded, "Yes, that is a wise decision, Kaname-kun." he turned back to Elizabeth, "We need to give you a Night Class uniform."

"One second, Chairman," Kaname interrupted Cross and he turned to Elizabeth, "Watoson-san, who is your master?"

Elizabeth paused before answering, "I'm not allowed to tell you...I'm sorry, Kuran-sama."

Kaname sighed.

"Fine." Kaname said finally. Cross stood up and walked over to a door which led to another room. He turned on the light and this was where held the spare uniforms. He gave her a blazer, a black silk shirt; a short, white, pleated skirt; long, navy blue socks; a school necklace; some stylish school boots and some blood tablets. Elizabeth nodded in approval and handed over her Day Class uniform.

"Thank you, Chairman Cross, I'm really grateful that you helped me."

"It was a pleasure." Cross said, "Oh, but before you go, Kaname-kun is your Dorm and Class president. Just thought that I would let you know."

Elizabeth nodded, "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Kuran-dojo?"

Kaname nodded blandly. Elizabeth opened the door and left, closing the door behind her. Thankfully, the corridor was clear of students so she didn't have to fight her way through.

When Elizabeth returned home, Pauline angrily stormed towards her daughter.

"WHERE have you been?" she shouted.

"Didnt you get my note? I said that I was going to the school!" she picked up the note and waved it in front of her mother.

"Well, why were you there? Your interview is tomorrow." Pauline said.

"I got a phone call telling me that I needed to have an IQ test. It would determine whether I would be in the Day Class or the Night Class," Elizabeth lied. Well, she couldn't very well tell them she was vampire, now could she?

Pauline looked at Elizabeth sceptically. "Do you know your score?"

"Yes, it was very high and I'm in the Night Class. So, with out further ado, I must have an early night. Oyasumi Nasai (good night)." she added in Japanese. She ran up stairs, took her clothes off, got into her pyjamas and got into bed, falling asleep soundly.