Chapter II: In My Own Blood
So I showed Gabby around the giant school, it took time out of my next class, but I guess I didn't really mind. At the end of it all she said thanks and then went to her class, I did the same.
I got to class about 20 minutes late, it was Mr. Robertson's class I was late to, so you know hes ganna flip like theres no tommarow. I always hated Mr. Robertson, he was a huge man that had grey hair and didn't know he had feet. It was probobly because he could never see his feet, he just thought he was a giant floating fat man.
Missing any part of his debate class would mean he would want my head, which he took.
"Wow Luke, I didn't know you could be so stupid and not see that it was time for class." Mr. Robertson said as he flopped down into his mobile chair, whipping the crumbs of leftover cupcake off his chest.
"It wasnt ignorance, to correct you Mr. Robertson." Now this blob of a man is supose to be 'always right' and he will admit no other. But for sport I feel like challenging him.
"Oh really? Then what were you doing, trying to improve the horrible speaking skills you have?"
"No, I was taking a new student around the school. To let you know I took her around the school on a tour on purpose so I didn't have to come to this class and see a man with three stomachs talk to me for an hour." I said it all, I knew I was going to be sent to school jail, but at this point I didn't care. I was tiered of him and the way he talked and acted.
"Oh your so out of this class! Get out now and go to the office, I'll meet you there and explain to the princable how you are being an ungreatful ignorent student." He was pushing the wrong buttons with me, but I'm going to let it go.
"Whatever, just try to move fast enough to get there before next friday." Ok, maybe I wasn't done yet.
"LEAVE NOW!"
Well I guess now that I'm out of the class I can look around for a while, after all Mr. Robertson wont be down to the office for a while. So I walk into the commons, a giant room right in front of the enterance and walked over to a bentch and sat down. But then I spotted a group of four to five boys dressed in red and black hoodies. They started to walk away as soon as they saw me, the group was seemed like they were up to something.
I waited until the group walked into another room that was in the far right corner of the commons. I then followed after them, taking light steps to make sure they couldnt hear me as I neared the door to the room they just entered. Once there I leaned agienst the door and listened into the conversation, it felt wrong but there was nothing else to do.
"So this friday we are going to start the plan?" One of the voices said.
"Of course, that way we turn the remander on friday, they go home and turn their parents. Once that cycle is complete the normal kids come back to school on monday and get turned by the kids who were turned on friday, as for the parents they will go to work and turn their other workers, it will just keep building." Another voice said.
Turn? Cycle? What was going on, I thought. The door soon flew open and hit me in the face, I flopped to the floor as the group comes out.
"Looks like someone was listening to something they shouldnt have." The tallest boy of the group said.
I got back up to my feet and started to get punched down by the group members, once on the floor they kicked me in the face and all over. Good thing I'm a vampire, otherwise my face wouldn't heal and it would put all the girls through torture to not see my amazing face, or not. The beating kept going for another two minutes until they got bored and tiered and walked off. Shortly after I recovered off the ground and stared for the princable's office. Maybe I should keep an eye out for this friday, what do they mean?
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