Micky growled and showed his sharp teeth, his red eyes peering into those of the newly turned vampier. After a bit of a stare down he smirked and gave the boy a soft push. "I wouldn't start anything you can't win, I can smell the just how new you are vamp. Wait for a bit before you fight, or you may wind up half dead with any of a number of things wrong with you, you could be frozen, turned into a nice big French fray, maybe even drown in a puddle of blood." He said, before looking at the girl that held protectively. He gave her a smile and then took a step to  the side before saying. "And watch for the Werewolves, you and I don't get along to great." With that he started to walk back towards the school