Aphmau Male Vampire Reader Insert

Chapter 1 first day of school

"Talking"
'Thinking'
"SHOUTING"
'SHOUTING IN THOUGHT'
(y/n): your name
(l/n): last name
(n/n): nickname
(m/n): moms name

(your pov)

I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off, then reach over and slap my hand on the button to shut it up, trying to wipe the sleep from my eyes.

Eventually, I grab my phone to check the time, seeing it's 5:30 am. 'I've got about an hour before it's time for me to leave.

I rub my eyes again before getting out of bed and doing my morning routine before putting on my school uniform.

This will be my first day at Phoenix Drop High.

I'm not too excited, I'm more relieved that my mom actually let me go to school even if we had to lie to them about what I am. 

You see, I'm a vampire, but not just any vampire.

I am the camarilla, a direct descendant of the first vampire himself.

Which is basically an ultima werewolf but a vampire

Fortunately, unlike the ultima, whose eyes change people into werewolves, it is just my bite that changes them.

Unfortunately because of that I've had to wear a mask for most of my life, or just not smile, due to my longer-than-average fangs.

It doesn't cover my entire face thankfully, just my mouth and nose.

Once I've woken up fully

I finished cleaning myself up then fed my baby Egyptian tortoises: Michelangelo, Frida, Mary, and Tamara, all named after famous painters, and put on my pendant.

 (the picture below)

It makes it so that I don't burn up in the sun and a bonus is that I can go longer periods of time without eating.

Vampires don't actually burn up in the sun btw, at least normal vampires don't.

But considering I'm the "Great Camarilla", note the sarcasm, I am the exception.

I grab my bookbag and go downstairs.

Thankfully my stepmom is either not awake yet or at work, and despite what you may think, she's not actually a vampire, I'm 87% sure she just married my father for his money because she wasn't as loving and caring when my father passed.

I swear the only reason she keeps me around is because I can cook and clean.

I sigh and walk out of the door heading to school.

When I get there I wait for where I'm supposed to meet up with the ultima, whose name I cant remember, by the front doors of the school.

A boy in the same uniform I was just without the tie and much less organized, with tan skin, black hair, and a bandaid over his left cheek walked over.

He looked much older than I did and I immediately recognize him as Aaron from the picture his parents sent two days ago, just to be sure I knew his face.

"Good morning," I say he grunts in response and we head inside.

Once inside he heads off to wait for me to finish signing in 'good thing I googled this beforehand'.

~time skip~

We walk off and Aaron helps me find my homeroom.

Despite first impressions being less than stellar he's actually a pretty decent person.

I take a seat in the back next to a goth kid and start reading my poetry book. 

A few minutes later the teacher starts taking a role before a raven-haired girl with dark skin walks in slightly out of breath. 

The teacher sighs heavily and says "stop. Wait let me guess?"

the girl interrupts him "I'm so sorry I don't know this place very well and i-"

then the teacher interrupts her "the cliche 'I'm late because I'm new!' excuse right? You're lucky today is the first day and that you're a freshman, the school sent out orientation packets during the summer and-"

"I was homeschooled!" she nearly shouts interrupting again, I can already hear a few other kids chuckling.

 "oh i see" the teacher continues "well then I won't give you flack for that. What's your name?" he asks

"it Aphmau sh-"

"ah I see your name" he interrupts again "very unique, now take a seat we're just about done calling role."

Aphmau takes a seat between me and a white-haired kid, and once she does the teacher continues.

"Now let's see... Nichole von Ron'sonburg."
"present" a red-headed girl

"kawaii~chan?"
"Present!" a pink-haired mei-fwa

"Travis Val-crumb"
"p-present" the kid with the white hair

"(y/n) (l/n)"
"present" me 

"And last is, Zane Ro'meave?" the black-haired boy, who I probably would have mistaken for a another vampire if I weren't paying attention mostly because he's wearing a similar mask to mine, scoffs and says "...here"

"Ro'meave? Are you related to-"

"yes-sigh-i am..."

"you've got a big name to live up to! I expect great things from you!"

"hmph!" the kid crosses his arms at the less-than-stellar name drop.

'it sounds like he gets asked that question all too much'

"Alright, class! You can all mingle then we'll head on over to the club social"

'mingle? Who says mingle anymore'

I sigh before going back to my poems. 

After a couple of minutes, the teacher speaks up again. 

"Alright, class! We're heading up to meet all the clubs and upperclassmen, take your stuff with you, line up, and let's get going!"

I put a placeholder on the page I was reading, put on my book bag, and head out of the door with the rest of my class.