Spencer stood over the alter with a pained look over his face. His eyes moved upward to the huge moving metal. He then turned to the on lookers. The future vampire hunters. The very people his beloved had sacrificed herself for, given her precious blood too. He gave them a warning Tiffany couldn't hear then disappeared into the night.
Tiffany shook herself from sleep with a sigh. Those types of dreams became a reoccurring visitor to her nightly routine. Now, she was awake before Heather and always alert in class. The dreams, it seemed, were affecting her physically as well as mentally.
Tiffany, for the first time in years, found herself afraid to fall asleep. Tiffany drug through her morning routine without the usual spunk. Dark circles were appearing underneath her eyes. As she walked toward the school building, Tiffany thought of the first dream.
The first dream had came three nights ago. It had been Spencer as it had the last. Except this time he was being exiled from a village of humans. Sadness lurked in his eyes as they cast him out. A woman had appeared in front of him and taken his hand. She'd shown him a world he knew. A world that welcomed him. She had forced him to take her blood. Had forced him to take responsibility beside her.
Tiffany had woken up crying that night. Emotions ran through her like a tidal wave. Never staying on one for long. They varied from sadness, to rage, to disbelief, and finally rested on confusion.
The day passed by quickly. Sunny didn't need to tell Tiffany to wake up or remind her about nightly patrols. She was already out the door before the Day Class fan girls had the chance to reach the door. The girls seemed to sense the change in the female guardian. They avoided her and did as she asked in fear of her exploding. Andrew watched with worried eyes from his sector.
The first time Spencer had seen her, she had forced a happy smile and attempted at normal conversation. Now, the rouse was slipping. Fatigue showed in her eyes and movements.
The gates swung open. The girls automatically starting screaming and pushing past Tiffany. She fell to the girl with a small groan. Spencer instantly rushed to help her. As he held his hand out to her, he watched as she slowly lifted her eyes up to him. Seeing him, but somehow seeing past him. This continued even as she stood to her feet.
"I'm sorry, Spencer..." Shock washed over him as he realized she had dropped the honorific. If possible the girls' jealousy grew. The Night Class grew impossibly quiet, even Zero seemed shocked about this new development.
Tiffany ignored the girl's glares. She spared the man who had saved her a brief smile before setting her eyes onto the girls. They jumped back at the emptiness in them and backed away. This was not the Tiffany they knew. This Tiffany was foreign territory they dared not cross.
"Tiffany, class has started..." Andrew stated as he stepped toward Tiffany. Spencer cast a worried glance in Tiffany's direction before parting with the Night Class. As soon as they were out of sight, Tiffany turned on her heel and began patrol without a word. Andrew's worry only spiked by this action. She hadn't even blushed at Spencer's offer.
'Something is seriously wrong,' Spencer and Andrew agreed.
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Breaking Down Walls
Romance"Spencer swallowed heavily. He struggled to fight back the panic and fear. The only girl he had wished to keep it from the most had found it, read it, and was now standing in front of him. Her expression gave no hint to how she felt about it."
