Darknights Great Secret - a Vampire story

Chapter Seventeen

Dwight had picked up a book from his bag and immersed himself in which. I had finished the first chapter and gotten no reaction from Dwight. What kind of teacher was he? Although now I know how to cure a cold using natural medication. Would I even get colds as a vampire? The thought sent chills down my. As I shivered I wrapped my arms around me.
"Are you cold?" I heard Dwight ask which made me look up in surprise. Was he concerned with my wellbeing? I thought, almost impressed by his humane behavior.
"Not really." I replied as I shook my head.
"Good. Humans are so weak, can't even take the cold." He declared, not tearing his gaze from his book. It is unbelievable how he is able to make me so frustrated in just a matter of seconds. As I was about to lash out on him he continued.
"Then what's wrong?" I settled my emotions before I answered him.
"I guess I'm just frightened." I answered as I slumped down.
"Of what?" He still didn't meet my eyes but my gaze was all over him. Taking in his actions, though there weren't many. Just him turning the page from time to time. His gaze wandering the pages.
"First of all, turning in to a monster of the night." I began. I noticed Dwight's eyebrow slightly flinch which made my lips form a slight smile.
"Secondly, I'm a bit scared of change over all. I've always lived my life without any strange happenings. I have never done anything which I know weren't safe because it would mean something would not be the same. So, I guess I am just afraid of change." I explained, my gaze locked on a spot on the floor. Why did I even open up so much to Dwight. I knew I would only get a snazzy comment from him saying that humans are weak.
"Pretty lame, huh?" I said, trying to cover up my weak moment. I let out a slight chuckle as I laid my hand on my neck in a nervous manner.
"Not really." was the answer I received from him which made me look up in surprise. I stared wide eyed at him. He was in the same position, gaze still wandering a page of his book. Me not being used to Dwight making a somewhat kind response left me bewildered. We sat in silence for a few seconds until he let out a quiet sigh as he closed the book and placed it on the table. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned forward on the table making eye contact with me.
"Anyone can be afraid of change. When you feel settled down, comfortable and safe in your surroundings it is only natural to be afraid of it being taken away from you." Dwight explained, his voice hinting some softness. Though his expression was serious there was a trace of softness lingering.
"Oh." Was all I was able to respond with. Did he experience this first handed or was this just his general opinion. This thought sparked my interest. However, I knew better than to ask.
"That being said, just forget it. Change is only natural, whether you like it or not." He said with a stoic face. I blinked in astonishment.
"This is all we have time for today. Next time we'll make a schedule, by then I'll know when classrooms are available. Either way, keep reading." As he spoke he stood up giving the table a slight knock before leaving me there.
A let out a heavy sigh. His personality is too much, I thought as I stared after him. One second he is almost kind and in the next he is a total jerk. Another sigh slipped my lips and I laid my head down on the table as a let my arms hand underneath. What an unbelievable day. Everything seems pretty rushed. No wonder actually. Elenor said humans usually went through the turn around my age. I guess it's only a matter of time. A chill went down my spine as my mind drifted away. I was scared of change after all. I don't know how to handle changes without missing the past. I was safe in the past, I had somewhat a future. Though most of my hopes, dreams and aspirations faded when my grandmother died. I dreamt of becoming a lawyer. I had pretty good grades, except math, mostly because nana supported me. I guess the change had begun right after my grandmothers death, not after knowing about me being a vampire. My gaze wandered over the trees displayed outside the window. I noticed how the light were slowly fading. It was getting dark and my first day at vampire high were slowly ending. I sat up straight thinking I should head back. I tried to fit all the books in my bag which took some effort. My focus turned towards the book Dwight had been reading. I frowned at it. He could at least have put it back where it was. I leaned over and reached for it. The first thing I noticed was the gorgeous and fascinating cover. It had curves in pastel covering the front and as I slid my fingers over I could feel some curves bulge. Within the curves I could form the word "beauty". This spiking my interest I opened the book on a random page. To my surprise there were only one word on each page. On these to pages it said "sunlight" and "family". Being bewildered and curious I turns the page only to find two new words; "Rainbow" and "Creativity". What kind of book is this? I turned a few more pages and i noticed the same pattern throughout the whole book. But Dwight had stared at each page for such a long time. How? There is obviously not much to to read on one page. I blinked a few time before tearing my gaze of the book. I closed it and stared at it in bewilderment. So he didn't totally ignore me? I tried to hold back a smile but in vain.