Chapter 1- St. Helenas

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Sighing heavily, I tried to remind myself anywhere was better than where i had just came from and stepped into the reception of St. Helena's.

It looked way too professional for a school.

The walls were white, contrasting with the black carpet and making my eyes sting. In one corner there was a leather sofa with a water dispenser next to it and in the other there was a high white desk. Well, it may have just been a normal sized desk as I stood at 5"4. Another thing I got teased for.

I walked over to the desk and rang the bell, a short lady in a tight suit looked up.

"Students are not allowed in this section of the school. What's your name?"

"Um... Frank... Frank Iero. Im new here.." I mumbled.

She squinted at me and began typing. After a few minutes she handed me a key and a piece of paper.

"This is your room key, I believe you'll be sharing a room with Michael Way in room 65. And this is a map of the school with the rules on the back. Enjoy your stay here Mr. Iero" she said blankly, not even bothering to look up from her computer screen.

"Thanks" I said flatly and walked out. Things were going great so far.

After about an hour of wandering around, I finally found my room. Pushing the door open, I stumbled inside dragging my small suitcase behind me.

It was nothing like I had expected.

On one side of the room, there was a bed dressed neatly in blue sheets and walls covered in neat rows of movie and band posters. I noticed a Misfits one and internally grinned, at least this 'Michael' didn't have a shitty music taste.

I walked over to the spare bed, dumped my suitcase on it and pulled down the blinds, I felt exposed in the light and preferred the darkness.

Im not a vampire but I feel like one. It would actually be pretty cool to be a vampire, I mean you could just change into a bat and fly wherever the fuck you wanted and-

My thoughts were interrupted by a skinny blonde haired boy standing at the door.

"Hi. Im Mikey" he said, pushing his glasses up and staring at me.

"Im Frank Iero.. im er.. your new roommate.."

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