A Painful Desire (Principal Weems)

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Is it worth living? Funny question asked by someone who lives forever.

no, it's not a thrill to stay stuck in the body of an 18 year old me forever. to live, and to pretend i have the energy of a curious young girl. It's not a thrill at all.

falling in love is what I'd avoid. it's a curse to be born a vampire. a sick blood sucker. i hate myself.

I've been living on this sickening earth for thousands of years. Traveling the world is what I've been doing to avoid boredom and to avoid getting recognized. My family and I would settle somewhere and we'd pretend to have a normal life like getting a job, going to school and all of that.

We stopped blood sucking on humans a long time ago as it's not healthy for us. We usually go for a hunt and do it on animals. Oops, sorry vegans.

My family found this school called Nevermore academy and it's for outcasts. They're thrilled for me but myself? The opposite. I've never met any others like me before. I started to develop trust issues growing up. Anyone would if they've lived as long as I have.

I'll start my first day tomorrow and I feel like dying. No i don't, I can't die.

I packed everything, even my electric guitar. I started to play guitar just recently and I found it to be my escape from reality. People would think that since I live forever, by now I should be good at everything. Ha, you'd be surprised at the amount of years I've spent doing nothing.

Everyday before bedtime, I'd read books to feed in my starvation for love. I want to feel it but I can't. I stopped myself everytime i feel like I'm falling. This world, this life, it pains me.

Flipping through the pages, my thoughts turned into deep dreams. By the time i woke up, the book i read was still in my hands. It was about time to get ready so that's what I did.

The car ride was long. My eyes were unfocused the entire journey. My hands were cold. I was nervous.

We finally arrived at this academy. The gate looks so rusty and old. The whole building looks like a castle which was truly a sight. I took a deep breath before getting out of the car. I said my goodbyes to my parents and I step into the academy, trying to look as confident as i could.

But it was a failed mission. I was too nervous for this and it got worse when the students were looking at me. It felt like I was crushed by something heavy. My hands started to shake and my eyes were wide. I couldn't really move. I wanted to fall down and cry until I felt a firm grip on my shoulder.

A tall woman. A beautiful tall woman. She was perfectly sculpted. It was as if the world stopped when I look at her. My teary eyes are now just admiring this beauty. Looking at her makes me want to drop down in front of her, on my knees for her. I feel like I'd do anything for this woman and i don't even know her.

"ms. y/l/n? Are you okay?"

I can only hum back in response. She was calling for me a few times but I couldn't move. I was staring at her perfectly shaped lips and how her bright red lipstick truly compliments her pale white skin.

Perhaps she gave up on trying to get me to function, so she held my hand and dragged me to the principal's office. She stopped and held both of my shoulders, pushing me to take a seat.

She leaned on the desk while looking back at me and a giggle left her mouth. I was still so starstrucked. Never in my very long life have I ever met someone this mesmerizing.

"Will you ever snap back into reality, my sweet girl?"
she paused.

"Y/n please, sweetheart, pay attention now."

With one last deep breath, I tried hard to focus. At one point, I had to take off my gaze from her to get myself to function again.

She looks at me as I lowered my gaze. Her head tilted, a smile plastered on her face. She then walked around the desk and took a seat. This gorgeous woman then flipped through a couple of papers, my guess was it has my information on it. I took a sharp breath as I realized this woman is the principal.

I looked up again, my eyes met hers. She was already burning holes through my eyes before I even looked up.

"So ms. y/l/n, you've been all over the world.."
I can only nod in response .

"Why now, ms. y/l/n? Why come to Nevermore now?" She asked. Her face shows true curiosity.

"I don't want to.." Well I didn't want to.
"I was pretty much forced into this but I think I'll survive.." I said with a hint of guilt in my voice. I didn't want her to get a bad impression out of me but I think I've failed miserably.

"Well I'll make sure you'll enjoy it here, ms. y/l/n. My name is Larissa Weems, you can only refer to me as Principal Weems or Ms. Weems, anything else is unacceptable. I'm a very chill person, you can come to my office anytime if you need anything, but I do expect everyone to respect boundaries. Now, I'll have a student to bring you to your dorm and give you a little tour around the school. enjoy your time here, ms. y/l/n."

Well shit, that doesn't sound so sweet. Very straightforward, but well, she's a principal. Did I expect her to kiss me and confess her love to me? No of course not. I do wish so, though.

After a little tour around the school, I have to say, it's a beautiful one. Very goth themed honestly. For a principal who looks like a tall and mature Snow White, I wouldn't expect this school to be hers but it is.

I settled in my dorm, my roommate is nowhere to be found but it's not like I care. I put my electric guitar right beside my bed on a stand. By the time I finish unpacking, It was time for dinner.

I slipped on my cuffed jeans, a band shirt and my favorite high cut Vans. I look gay as ever.

I made my way to the cafeteria. After dinner, a hot redhead stopped me and looked at me with a smile.

"You must be y/n.. I'm Ms. Thornhill. It's nice to meet you!"
Oh a teacher..

She looks grumpy at first sight, but now she's cheerful as ever. Definitely less strict than Weems, so that's better.

We talked for a bit and after that we went separate ways. I entered my dorm and I realized my roommate was already there. She's taller than me, a brunette, with a beautiful smile.

"Hey, I'm Lorraine. Lorraine Stevan." She held out her hand.
I shook her hand and I introduced myself to her. She told me that she's a witch. That's pretty sick honestly.

I continued the book I read yesterday before bed. I couldn't really focus as my mind lingers on the breathtaking principal. I keep on reminding myself that she's not someone I should fall for and that she's out of my league. She probably doesn't even care about me.

All these thoughts lead me to fall into a deep sleep.

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a/n
I had an idea of writing this slow burn fic, but mind you, I'm not one to update fast but I'll try. I will be busy most of the time so I can't promise anyone for anything but enjoy!