𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑬 || 𝑅𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝐾𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑋 𝑀𝑐

{ 𝑂𝑛𝑒 }

°~Whitechapel high~°

I run as much as I can in my cat form desperately dodging those lunging fangs , losing breath and almost slipping to get to the the hall . Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I raced towards the exit , my breath coming in ragged gasps.

Just as I reached it, a powerful force slammed me against a locker, sending me crashing to the floor. I stumbled to my feet, my human form returning as my body healed the wounds inflicted slamming me.

Stood the monster infront of me with the smell of blood from his mouth , slowly, I raised my head and met its fangs that were baring and those yellow eyes blazing with murderous intent. Both hands gripped the locker on either side of my head, trapping me.

'You're up next...'

I gulped helplessly, knowing I'd be soon dead on the hands of a Vampire.

'I'm going to suck all the blood from your body until you dry up' The distance between us closes . I'm going to die here after all

{Earlier today day}

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29th of August

The vision I had in my sleep . The old school I was in and never thought of coming . its different in a way I cannot explain . My grandmother insisted it finding but only one thing , the amulet that holds one power for me , the ability to shapeshift and maybe into people now and then .

I took a deep breath and I stepped onto the school grounds. I had been homeschooled for so long that I had never imagined myself as a student and as a junior. I took a deep breath and walked through the school entrance.

I a deep breath . I slowly walk in and everyone is staring at me as they pass by , is it because of my curls? Or maybe the way I dress? . it was more of witch style but intended to less dress less with my accessories like the bells and gems .

Everyone seemed to stare at me as I passed by. Was it my long, curly hair? Or maybe it was the unconventional outfit , I always loved the blend of witchy style and bohemian and intedend to even dress less like the beads and crystals on my hair , so I just added it one strand of it.

I shrugged off their gazes and made my way through the crowd.

'Meow? Sage, my familiar trailed behind me, his purple eyes fixed on mine.

'Go elsewhere, Sage, go ' I instructed. 'Once I call you, you can return.'

He flicked his tail and vanished into thing air .

With a flick of his tail, Sage vanished into thin air, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I wanted to haven good impression that defined me in my first day of junior .

Patterned skirt with a moon and sun symbols, swished around my legs. The black crop top and knee-length cardigan filled with golden tiny stars but for my curls...it was harder enough to hide them , my grandma bothers my long bush hair but I love it.

The only accessory I left on my wrist was a braided thread bracelet from the memory of a friend I remember younger last time , Ethan morgan , I hope he's still there .

Nevertheless this is an important task. The sooner I find it the better , i hate being social butterfly .

The halls bustling with students , class hasn't started yet but I should be finding my locker before then .