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Chapter four
𝟒 | 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟

I found myself outside with Vicky and James, who were smoking on the school steps, it was 3 pm so it was okay for us to be out.

Simply taking in the view. I sat apart from them, engrossed in my chapter book, focusing on the words on the pages instead of the smoke wafting around.

James called out to me, asking about the book I was engrossed in. "What are you reading over there?" he inquired.

"Twilight, by Stephenie Meyers," I responded, raising my book slightly to show the cover.

"I never liked to read, I just can't get into it, just staring at words just hurts my eyes and head," Vicky said

"Same here," James replied.

"It's all about imagining."

"Sounds boring." Vicky exhaled her smoke.

"I have a question though,"

"what's your question?" James asked

"Why don't they come out in the daytime, does it hurt them or something?"

"No, but I did hear that they can but choose not to, it's more risky for them to get caught and seen by others, their fucking vampires for all I know,"

"All they want to do is just kill and feed." James said

"Exactly, and this is why I despise those weirdos." Vickey agreed

"Can't they hear us?"

"I'm sure they can, they just know better than to not fuck with us." James joked and laughed along with Vicky.

"This is so unbelievable! So You're telling me that my mom sent me to a boarding school full of vampires and she didn't know!?" My voice filled with disbelief.

James responded with a slight correction and chuckle, "Well.. it happens to the best of us."

"If you ask me I think your mother is a vampire." Vicky joked.

James laughed at her joke but I stayed silent, glaring at the both of them. Not finding any of it funny.

Vicky and James both stopped laughing immediately as they noticed my glares.

time seemed to fly by as Vicky glanced down at her watch before announcing, "It's 4:05pm" we should be having lunch and heading back to class." James rose to his feet, brushing off the cigarette ash from his jeans in a casual manner.

"Come on, Kaia," Vicky said, her tone gentle yet firm.
I remained resolute in my decision, replying, "I'm going to stay out here for a little bit, I'm not hungry."

There was a brief moment of stillness as Vicky and James exchanged glances, their expressions showing slight confusion at my refusal.
"Kaia, come on," Vicky repeated, her voice tinged with an underlying tone of insistence.

"It's only 4, I'll be okay— I want to continue reading."

"Fine." She said walking up the steps with James.

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