(http://i873.photobucket.com/albums/ab292/SmallvilleDreamer/Fantasy%20Art/Image31.jpg)<br/><br/>I walked into the cafeteria.  My things had been taken to my room for me.  My driver had not left until I was settled in, and now I am looking for some food.  How strange not to have someone already preparing it for me.   Entering the cafeteria area, I was overcome by the grandness.  But the smell, I had never encountered werewolves before,  so I was not prepared for the stench that reached my nose.  Automatically, the back of my left hand raised to my face as I tried to shield myself from the smell.  But my face could not hide my distress.<br/><br/>Realizing that the smell was obviously coming from the group that were on one side of the room, I glanced towards the opposite and saw a number of students who seemed to smell normal.  Approaching them I introduced myself, "Excuse me, but I am new here, my name is Ava, Ava Ortega.  Could someone please tell me where the Vampires get their food?"  Even over here the smell carried, turning her head, her hand over her mouth, she began to cough slightly.  "Does the smell every get easier?" I ask, forgetting about the food for a moment.