Chapter 3 - The Queen?

*Blair's Point of View*

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“PRYCE WINSLEY ACADEMY.” I read the name of the school that Marge enrolled me in. This one seems like a good place. Better than my previous school.

'Act like a human and be a human.' I thought to myself as I got off my bike and pulled the helmet off of my head. It's only what I need to think of all the time. No one would probably know that I am a vampire, not unless I'll announce. And if there would be one that would know, there is only one person I can blame— Marge.

“Well, this will surely be another one hella year of boredom,” I mumbled as I walked through the hallways with a sea of noisy human students. Some of them are staring at me, and others are letting out murmurs with their group of friends. Well, I'm used to people staring at me, but the people in Transylvania are afraid of me, so they are just going to stare at me. They don't dare to talk to me or get near me. And, these students here are staring at me like I am a piece of chocolate on their plate.

I just walked straight to where my locker could be to put my helmet in and grab the books that Marge placed there during enrollment.

I got English as my first subject. F**k, this is going to be as tedious as hell.

I looked at my watch, and I only had ten minutes to find my room. In my schedule paper, it is written there ‘Room C-04’. And where the hell on earth is this f***ing room?

Then, I walked past a classroom, and it was named A-01. I went to the 2nd floor and looked at the classroom called B-09. Damn, how many classrooms are in this f***ing building? F*ck, I really should stop cursing even in my head.

And I walked straight into the corridor, and as usual, almost all of the students' eyes were on me. Sh*t, I know I'm new here, so don't fricking stare. Don't they know that it's rude?

Finally, I made my way to the 3rd floor of this building, and there it is... a classroom that is named C-01.

“Hey, Miss! Are you new at this academy?” A guy behind me asked, and I didn't bother to turn to him, but I answered, “Yeah.”

Then, I just continued on my way to the 4th room from where I was.

“What's your first class?” He nosily asked me as he tried to walk faster to catch up.

“English,” I answered shortly and looked at my schedule paper.

“Oh, so you will be in my class. I'm Mr. Bernard Colton, by the way.” He replied as he stopped in front of the classroom that I'm looking for. So... he's the English teacher?  Hmm, he's about forty years old, and he is somewhat bald.

“Okay, that's cool. Nice to meet you. My name's Blair,” I spoke as I was about to enter the room.

“Next time, I should be the last one to arrive in the classroom, Ms. Blair. But don't worry, you're just new here, so I will let this pass.” He uttered as he opened the door and let me in first. Is it being rude or being nice of him? I guess it's the latter.

Then, the bell rings exactly as I am standing in front of my classmates.

My eyes searched for a vacant seat, but before I could find it, Mr. Colton said, “Well, there will be no more seat for you, Ms. Blair, but if--” and, he was cut off by an eerily familiar voice of a girl at the back.

“She can sit here, Mr. Colton.” The blonde-haired girl spoke without lifting her head to look at the teacher or me.

“Well, Ms. Blair, you can sit beside Ms. Winsley.” The teacher told me as he gestured his hands to the back part of the room.

“Okay.” I nodded and walked my way to the back of the classroom as the students stared at me like I am some kind of walking food. Some have an afraid look on their faces, while some are worried and others are smiling. Why do they look like that?

I just passed by them and stood a few feet from the said seat of mine at the back. Then, I cleared my throat to say something nice to my seatmate-to-be. But when the blonde-haired girl lifted her head, and her electric blue eyes met my green ones once again, I kinda panicked.

Of all people and all places in the whole wide world, why is that, that blue-eyed blondie is my seatmate? Just why??? F**k my human life!

And, I can see that she is more shocked than I am, but I just continued to walk, and as I was in front of her, she spoke.

“What are you doing in my school?” She asked in disbelief but trying to sound calm and professional.

“Your school? Mmm... Sounds fun.” I let out as I looked at her and smiled sweetly.

As I finally sat beside her, the teacher introduced himself since this is the first day of school.

I'm very lucky. I just knew that I wouldn't get bored in school for the rest of the school year.

And, I was grinning like an idiot as I thought of my situation again when the teacher said,

“I want you all to introduce yourselves so that we will know each other. Some of you might have been classmates last school year, but we have new students. We will, of course, start at the back.” He started and looked in our direction, where we are in the center of the room, but we are at the very back part. But still, we can hear what the teacher says because the students are not making any noise. This is very different from my previous school.

The girl beside stood up and introduced herself, “My name is Pryce Winsley. And, for those who do not know me yet, better know your places, or you will know where you should be. There is a handbook that states everything you need to know as a student here in my academy.” It was all the girl said, and she looked at me sharply.

Oh, so she's the owner of this school, too? Obviously, she got the name. Damn, she might be so damn rich. What did I do to her again? F*ck me, I think I'm in big trouble here. Maybe she has forgotten what happened at her bookstore about a week ago, but I think it's not possible. I don't know if I am lucky or the other way around. Damn, she did threaten me about something if ever we will meet again. Jeez.

“You're next, Ms. Blair,” the teacher said as my seatmate took her seat, and I stood up.

“Alright... Uh... First of all... My name's Blair- Blair Kendall. Just call me Blair because I don't want to sound like the Science teacher.” It was all I said.

What else can I say? I can't say that I'm a vampire, and I drink blood. They would probably go crazy, or they would think that I'm crazy. Probably, the latter. So, I sat down and turned to the girl beside me.

She's not looking at me and just handed me a small piece of paper.

'What a small world we have, Freak. Remember me?'  I read the paper she gave, and a smile crept on my face. Oh, so you want to have a conversation on paper? Then, I'll give it to you.

'Well yeah! So, you did miss me. Huh?' I have written my reply on the back of it. And I gave it to her, while I was smiling widely, then, suddenly, the bald teacher called my name.

“Ms. Blair, is there something funny that you could tell the whole class?” The teacher asked, and all heads turned to me. Oh, sh*t!

“Um... No. Nothing, Sir.” I answered, and as I looked down at my table, I saw another paper from my glorious seatmate.

'Never in your freaking dreams!' was her message.

I picked up the paper, and I smiled at myself. And I decided not to respond to her. 

All I have to do is ignore this beautiful creature beside me for me to be away from any trouble. Damn it. She owned this place. She may be the queen here, but I'll stand my ground. As long as I abide by the rules and policies, I should not worry about anything.

Then, throughout the period, I just listened to my classmates introducing themselves.