Chapter 4 - On My First Day Of School I Learnt That I Was Surrounded By Vampires

Chapter 4 – On My First Day Of School I Learnt That I Was Surrounded By Vampires  

Zoey’s P.O.V 

After a long night of listening to the guys laughing and staying up playing a game called C.O.D (call of duty) I had finished unpacking my things and had gone to sleep.  I had dreamt of nothing and when I awoke in the morning I had found a single note on my bedside table.  

Good morning sleeping beauty,

Breakfast starts at eight try not to be late.

Z  

I looked at the alarm it was next to and saw that it was 7:40. I barely had enough time to get up and get ready. I quickly went through my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans, a red corset top and a black long sleeve shirt. I also pulled out the necessary underwear and bra and a pair of socks to wear with my chucks. Quickly as I could manage I got dressed, brushed my hair, put on a little eyeliner and mascara and rushed down to the cafeteria. It was five past eight when I reached my destination and there was already a line of ‘students’ waiting for their food to be served. The line went through fairly quickly and when I was being served I asked for the chocolate pancakes, with chocolate sauce, the bacon and eggs and strawberry thick-shake. I saw the guys sitting at a table in the middle of the room. Nichole was with Damien and he had his arm wrapped around her. Zack saw me looking at them and waved me over. Not rushing – and thus ultimately trying not to be uncoordinated – I walked over to the table and took a seat next to him.  

 

“Hey sleeping beauty’s here.” Christian joked and everyone laughed. Everything went back to normal everyone at the table talking to everyone whilst I ate my food.  

“How was your sleep?” Zack asked, being as friendly as ever. I swallowed my bit of chocolate pancake (which were divine) and smiled.  

“It was good.” I replied keeping my voice low like he had.  

“How about your sleep?” I asked curiously. He smiled but didn’t answer my question instead he asked another.  

“What do you have first?” He asked. Trying to avoid the question I had asked him though I had no idea why.  

“Um I have…” I started to say as I pulled out my timetable which looked kind of like this.  

Breakfast

Period 1 – History

Period 2 – Literature

Period 3 – Combat training

Lunch

Period 4 – Free period

Period 5 – Electives (Art, Music, Science, Equine learning)

Period 6 – Magic Study

Period 7 – Free Period / Combat Training  

“Ah ha, I have History.” I rather much liked history, especially ancient history because I would get to learn cool things about ancient cultures like the Aztecs and the ancient Greeks. Zack pulled out his timetable too and showed me his – which looked like this.  

Breakfast

Period 1 – Electives (Art, Music, Science, Equine learning)

Period 2 – Literature

Period 3 – Combat Training

Lunch

Period 4 – Free period

Period 5 – History

Period 6 – Magic Study

Period 7 – Combat Training  

“I have Art. It sucks that you have history… actually I think Nathan has history too, maybe you might be lucky.” He told me then called to Nathan,

“Hey Nate, do you have history first?” Zack asked. Nathan shook his head.  

“Nah man, I have combat.” He replied. Everyone spoke up saying that they had different subjects but I noticed that Damien was staying quite.  

“How about you D, what do you have?” Zack asked Damien. Damien didn’t look at Zack though, he looked at me. There was something in his eyes that I couldn’t describe.  

“I have history.” He said still looking me in the eyes. The bell rang and I looked away from him, breaking the voodoo eye contact he was making with me. Everyone got up at once and started heading off.  

“Hey don’t worry at least you have D for first period. Don’t stress okay? I’ll see you in Lit class.” Zack said giving me a hug before he took off for his Art class. Damien started to head for the cafeteria doors and walked towards our class, I followed along after him in silence simply because I didn’t know what to say. By the time we got to class everyone were in their seats. There were only two empty chairs in the class room and they were seated next to each other. I guess I was unwillingly sitting next to Damien then. I prayed silently to whatever god there was that the teacher wouldn’t introduce me to the class and whatever god was there obviously hated me.  

“Hurry up to your seat Mr. Blackburn.” He commanded Damien and then turned to me.

 

“Ah Miss. Whitlock it is a pleasure to have you in our class. Could you please stand at the front and introduce yourself to the class?” He asked me, and there was no way that I could refuse. He looked like the kind of teacher that would find that refusing to introduce myself would be like murder and I didn’t need to make myself look like trouble.  

“Uh hi, I’m Zoey.” I stated. There was nothing but awkward silence as I stood in front of the class as they all assessed me in their own ways. After a few uncomfortable moments I was ushered to my seat.History went on rather interestingly, it was boring at first but when the teacher who I had found out was Mr. Allchurch said the word ‘vampire’ I was nearly bursting at the seams. He could NOT be serious. I mean vampires weren’t real. It was just quite impossible. When I finally started laughing I noticed that Damien swore quietly besides me.  

“Is something funny Miss. Whitlock?” Mr. Allchurch asked, the whole class turning their attention to me.  

“Well yea, I mean you can’t be serious. Vampires aren’t real.” I managed to get out once I had finished laughing.  

“Excuse me Miss. Whitlock; you’re the one being the clown here. We are all vampires.” At that I started laughing again; I mean honestly this was TOO funny. I just couldn’t help myself. 

“Behave yourself Miss. Whitlock.” Mr. Allchurch yelled but I couldn’t stop. Not until the girl sitting behind me spoke.  

“Damn… She’s human.” When she said that – whoever she was – all eyes turned to me, a ravenous look in their eyes. Damn all right, they were vampires.

The End

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