It was a nice, autumn morning at Clover Academy. It appeared that a multitude of the students were just arriving as they were seen walking into the building. For new student, Rose Bedingfield, this was no different than her previous school. She has mid-back length, curly, scarlet hair, an almost white skin tone, dark chocolate hued eyes that were lined with charcoal eye-liner, and pale lips. She was wearing black rimmed, chic, circular glasses as well. She mentally despised wearing the new uniform due to it being less modest than she was used to. It was a white, collared shirt, a long, navy blue tie, a black skirt that went to the middle of her thigh, navy blue stockings, and black dress shoes. She wore the red, school blazer over her white shirt due to the wind being slightly chilly. Melancholy came over her as she witnessed students getting into their comfortable social groups, and realizing that she was alone. Of course, it was her first day at the academy, so maybe her luck would turn around.<br/><br/>“Hopefully this works out better than the last academy...” Rose mumbled to herself as she was walking towards the school. Her mind raced with thoughts about what would lie in the building ahead. Maybe she could blend in, and live peacefully. She just wanted to make it through school for these next few years. Every few years or so, she had to change cities and schools due to her being a vampire and not aging. She could just "graduate" and not have to deal with this, but she preferred being around people. She had moved from England in the 1900's in order to learn more about the world. However, today, she felt judging eyes upon her as she walked. She was the new transfer student, and she had to deal with this every time she transferred. People immediately judging her based on looks, and not getting to know her, it was quite typical for humans. She would much rather deal with shallow humans than other creatures such as Werewolves, demons, and other mythical creatures. Despite being a vampire, she much enjoyed the company of elves. She fancied her mind with the idea that maybe there were some elves hidden amongst the students, but he hadn't seen any as of yet.<br/><br/>Soon, her cellphone had began vibrating in her blazer pocket. She had pulled it out and had received a text from her sister, Kari. The phone was quite old and wasn't a 'smartphone', as the media had portrayed them. It was a dated, grey cell phone that could only call and text. Most humans would see it as a 'dinosaur' phone. Truth be told, Rose still hadn't gotten used to technology, not even able to get a computer up and running without much difficulty.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Good luck today, sister!" </span>the message read,<span style="font-style: italic">"I know you're used to the 'new student' act, but I still worry. Watch out for werewolves, and be sure to act as human as possible. I send my love!"</span><br/><br/>A soft smile had appeared on Rose's lips as she read the message. She did miss her sister, and the rest of her family back in her native land. She missed the evenings that she would hunt with her sister, and they would practice their powers on unsuspecting men. They didn't kill children, but rather only fed on criminals, and or people who were on the death bed and wanted to die quickly. She tried animal blood, like that horrendous 'Twilight' book had suggested, and it didn't sustain her. In fact, she flat out was repulsed by the texture, taste, and odor. After that incident, she vowed to stick to her diet of human blood. Quickly, Rose put the phone back into her blazer pocket, and resumed walking towards the institution.