Anthony walked down the forlorn hall way. He tried to make the school a little more drab in a way. By decorating the hallways with lockers that were blue. But a school thatâ€™s next to a grave yardâ€¦lets just say is a bit more difficult to give character to. The hallway itself was made out of old stone and the lockers had to be individually made. It was a lot of work. He smiled as he walked down the winding stair well that had the head masters before him plastered on the wall. He was by far from what he heard from the staff the best head master. That should not upset him, but he was upset about it. He didnâ€™t do what he does for himself, it was for the children that he tried to help.<br/><br/>By the time he made it to the main floor he could already hear Alise Desilva- who should of been in the girls part of the school. But as usual he knew she was breaking the rules. Her voice rang through the halls , and echoed down the hall. While he heard another voice as well. It belonged to an unfamiliar person - who he assumed was the new boy. The main hall was a place for students to get help from the office, and the billboard on the wall. Other than that it was empty with the exception of a few lockers that were decorated by the students they belonged to- who were seniors.<br/><br/>He heaved a long sigh. "ALISE DESILVA I can hear you from down the hall. Why arenâ€™t you in class? Oh wait I forgot your just trying to cause trouble as usual. Why donâ€™t you go ask the secretary miss rose if you could her. I mean at least make your self semi-useful. Though I highly doubt youâ€™ll be of any help. Stop bothering the new kid and scram." He sighed and leaned against the wall winking at her. Like always they always said what stays in the schoolâ€¦stays in the school. "Or I will tell this youngman why you are in the school, and wearing that god awful red wrist band." His hands fooled with the pendent on his necklace as his misty blue eyes looked right at Alise. Daring her to challenge him.<br/><br/>The main hall way also always played music since classes were never being held on the floor; considering there were no classrooms on the floor. Just closets, and offices. The song that was playing was life on the moon. Of course the songs were random and usual the music was new, or good. They always played a variety from rock, pop, all the way to country. It was the same for the girls dorm. But the songs were always different for both dorm. He discouraged the genders to be in the opposite school. Cause honestly he didnâ€™t want to be responsible for any pregnancies. Yet, they always managed to mingle. Only good thing is that so far no one had gotten pregnant. He crosses his fingers on that. He waited for Alise to go before he concentrated on the boy. "So I see youâ€™ve already met the trouble maker of the school. You follow her  around and Im bound to see you every day at my room." He joked. "So Im gonna need you to follow me. Their are a few rules, and stuff I need to confiscate Im sure." He heaved a long sigh. Checking the boy out from head to toe. He was good looking. Which was always good. He preferred women, but could settle for a man too. As long as they knew what they were doing.<br/><br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-style: italic">"Do you really think a 'dweeb' would end up in such a hell hole?"</span> His voice was in doubt a sexy voice. But she was possible she knew a better one. Which was the headmasters. Though she was sure his voice could get just as sexy. All it took was a little practice. She took note that his hair was soaked , and his glasses were fogged. Her hands gently grabbed his glasses and she wiped them off with her tank top - that showed off her six pack belly. She was  definitely the best looking girl in the entire campus. Probably had every man, and boy at the school. At least thatâ€™s what the rumors around the school was. She began to lead him left down the empty main hallway which would lead him to a nice exit that led to the garden. Which was to die for even if it was raining. "Fire is fun, but I prefer alcohol and a good smoke."<br/><br/>"Well no but I would have to say your the first. Oh yea I never got your name. Smoke is enjoyable. But let me tell you there are better things to get your hands on. Alcohol is definitely one of them." She whispered as she was about to open the door to exit out into the garden. It was right then that she heard the headmasters footsteps. Somehow she knew they belonged to him. There was a possibility it was because of all the nights that she pleasured him so to speak.  But still she always knew when it was him. Why? That was beyond her. But she also knew he liked men as well. She often wondered if he ever tried a three some but well that was just so that she would have a joke with her crew. <br/><br/>.<span style="font-style: italic"> "ALISE DESILVA I can hear you from down the hall. Why arenâ€™t you in class? Oh wait I forgot your just trying to cause trouble as usual. Why donâ€™t you go ask the secretary miss rose if you could her. I mean at least make your self semi-useful. Though I highly doubt youâ€™ll be of any help. Stop bothering the new kid and scram. Or I will tell this youngman why you are in the school, and wearing that god awful red wrist band."</span> His voice echoed  down the hallway.<br/><br/>"Iâ€™m in classâ€¦cause its History, and history is boringâ€¦so boring that I would die." She faked slitting her throat with a glint of evil shining through her amber eyes.  As for troubleâ€¦I am its master, and it is my bitch as always. As for rose well sheâ€™s boring as well. He is way more fun." She winked back at the handsome headmaster. Her eyes checking him from toe to head. Iâ€™m going already shesh." She waited a beat of a second to lean of and whisper to the new boy. "If you meat outside the cemetery tonight at nine Iâ€™ll show you the garden."  With that she went to leave, and opened the door that led to the garden. Rain poured down on her. Soaking her soft blonde hair. She passed the rose bushes, and bell flowers to make her way to the silver statue. That she loved so much. The angel with its wings spread out, with tears down her face. That was by far her favorite statue ever. <br/><br/>The statue always made her think of her first love. Which had gone terribly, horribly wrong. So wrong that it had caused her to quite literally go insane. Well that is if growing vampire teeth, and having to drink blood for a living didnâ€™t automatically make you a trouble make. Her first love was a vampire, and that vampire made her a half vampire. Though on her files it still said she was human. It always would because she was more human than vampire. But what cause her to have this wrist band on her wrist is that she simply killed twenty teenagers that pissed her off in her town. That was before she was even vampire. Add to it she was an alcoholic, sex addict, and a pyromaniac. Add to it she was a pot head, and  apparently a psycho. She was the only student that potentially had to be watched twenty four seven. However, they never bothered cause she was just a minor trouble maker. All the red wrist band did was shock her when she got into fights.  <br/></span>