The Memories of Lena Hughs

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I stare up at the ceiling of my room on the second floor of the Katz Boarding School for the Young and Gifted, or at least that's what it saids on the sign. It's a school for "special" kids. Not the kind of "special kids" that have behavioral issues and stuff (although it could be argued that some do), the kind of "special kids" that can do magic, are immortal, can shapeshift, etc. You know. Vampires, witches, werewolves, stuff like that. Elis Katz opened the school for his daughters sixteen years ago, although without my mothers money, he never would have gotten it up and running. I'm not cocky or anything. It's just facts. My father was one of the first vampires in the world. She and her five other siblings. She actually had six (according to the books I have read) but Liam died from sickness when they were kids. That was back in the late 1100's so I don't find it surprising that he died. I don't find any death surprising anymore. People fear me because I am the descendant of the first witch, the most powerful werewolf alpha on the face of the planet, and one of the first vampires to ever exist. Supposedly I am the most powerful being, like, ever. I don't know if that's quite true, but fear is a powerful thing nevertheless.

My father died almost two years ago. My mother sacrificed herself to save me two weeks after that. Both were my fault. My Aunt decided she didn't want to live without my mother. She committed suicide three days after my mother died. I have killed more people than I can count, so I guess it's fair. Although, they deserved it. My family didn't.

There is a knock at my door. "Who is it?" I ask.

"Griffin," he jiggles the door knob around. "It's locked. Can I come in, Lena?"

"De surab portuse," I wave my hand and the door swings open. Griffin signs.

"Thanks."

I sit up and look at him. He comes over and sits on the end of the bed. "What's up?" I ask.

"There's a voting going on in the catacombs. Sam wants to know if you will want one of the transition cells for tonight," I raise my eyebrows. "Okay. Okay. Look, I know you don't ever use them. He just wanted me to ask."

"You know that I'm a Silver Wolf, right? I don't have to turn on full moons like everyone else."

"Yes. I know. I guess Sam was just wondering if you wanted to actually be a part of the pack for once."

"I think I'm going to stick to being the Silver Witch loner. What did you actually want to ask me?"

"Do I really need an excuse to come see my girlfriend?" He smiles.

"Griffin." I give a quick stop-stalling smile.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Don't ask stupid questions," I say as I lie down again and stare up at the ceiling. I thought doing that would give him the hint. I was done with his games for now. It didn't.

"It's not a stupid question." He sounds slightly annoyed. That bothers me because if anyone should be annoyed, it should be me.

"It is if you already know the answer." I say in my don't-test-me voice.

"Isolating yourself isn't healthy." He saids.

"I will decide that for myself." I stare at him and nod my head towards the door. He shakes his head, gets up, and walks to the door.

"I'll see you later." He gives me a half smile and closes the door behind him.