Lena stomped all the way back to her dorm, exhausted and making her the heels of her boots slam against the floor, echoing around the corridor. The door swung open in front of her because Quoim had found out how to program it to let certain people in. She threw her bag on the floor and jumped on the bed, slamming her face into her pillow.
Calista looked up from her homework and asked, “Bad day?”
“Yes. I got detention with Professor Iri. Ugh.”
“7:30?”
“Yeah... It’s 4:00 now.”
“True... true. Or I could put it in my way, saying it’s Monday, at 4:00 and about- nah,precisely now 4:01 and 6.3 seconds, and also it’s the month-”
“So basically I have a couple hours until I go to detention.” Lena interrupted.
“Now please tell me how in the whole- whole just how the hell did you manage to get detention on the first day you’re here?” Quoim’s stunned voice met Lena’s ears as she walked through the door and dropped her bag on the floor.
“Possibly by being in a rush to get out the door in the morning and forgetting my homework for Professor Iri?”
“That sounds bad. She’s pretty awful.”
“Anyway, what do you say to having some fun?”
“Speaking of ten tons of homework... sorry, but I got like, twenty tons... I can’t. I personally need to get that done.” Calista picked up her bag and stuffed a bunch of books into it, making it more like a turquoise square than a bag. “I’ll be in the courtyard.” She threw her bag over her shoulder and walked out.
Right.” Lena said.
“We’ve got to get started on ours too.” Quoim said, and plopped down on her bed, starting on her homework, and basically covering half of her bed in papers.
“Yeah, I guess we should.” Lena sadly opened her binder for Control, pulled out a pencil, and began.
A situation when the Vampire Help Agency, or the VHA would be needed is when a Vampire started showing Vampire instincts in front of Humans. You would need to contact them as soon as you could before they might find your true nature and lock you up like the animals and mythical creatures they think we are. For example, if one Vampire is out to dinner at a restaurant with their family and friends, and they started showing Vampire instincts like eating very raw meat or revealing their Power by accident, contacting the VHA would be super important or else they could become very obviously a Vampire. Once most Humans see us for who we are, we are no longer their best friends, co-workers, or even maybe, to go to extremes, their daughter or sister.
Lena sighed. Would her mother be less understanding then she needed her to be? Would she not accept Lena as a person still and only see a blood sucking freak? Lena wasn’t, obviously, going to suck her own mother’s blood, and she hoped she would never suck Human blood, anyway. She shook herself of the disturbing thoughts and continued her Control homework.
Once she was done with that, Lena was too annoyed to do much else for a while, so she sat on her bed and stared through the walls a few rooms down. Two girls, three girls, one girl, five girls, four girls, abandoned, three girls, enemy girls. Great. Ellevet is just eight rooms down from us. Great.
“Quoim? Did you know that Ellevet and everyone is just eight rooms down from us?”
“Nope. They used to be on the other side of the building, but I guess they switched. Ugh.”
Lena focused herself again and went through the eight walls. Ellevet was looking around the room, Misha was sitting in a black chair- moving a mouse up and down lazily with her finger. Two other girls who Lena hadn’t met in person sat on the same bed writing on a piece of paper and gossiping. Lena shook herself out of the room and thought about the girls for a few seconds, then got back down on the floor, opened her History textbook, and began to read.
The hours passed by, and soon it was 7:30. Lena had finished almost all of her homework, but there was some left. Sighing, she pushed all of her done homework into her own bag and headed to detention. She assumed it would be in the Control classroom, so she headed there.
“Come in.” Professor Iri commanded as Lena entered the classroom. She stepped in. The room looked very different from when all of the students were there. The professor was wearing the same faded blue dress and stiletto heals. She was not the prettiest. All of the desks had been cleared to the side except one, standing directly in front of the teacher’s desk. Lena imagined whenever detention took place, the number of students equaled the number of desks not put to the side. “Sit.” Lena walked over to the chair standing next to the desk and sat. “I hope you know the reason you’re here, Miss Kanstofi, is because you did not feel the need to bring your homework in this morning. The result of your- mistake,” she continued smoothly, “has given you a couple detentions with me, all starting at 7:30 pm, ending 11:30 pm, or possibly later, depending on if you finish the task I place for you. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Today you will be writing lines for the first hour, until 8:30. After that I will give you your next task. This is what you’ll write.” She wrote on the board in flowing script: Just because I am a Seer doesn’t mean I get special exceptions, I need to remember that I am just like other students here. “Understood?”
“Yes.” Fury bubbled up inside Lena, but she gritted her teeth and looked down at the paper in front of her. She took out a blue pen with Half Moon School written on it in silver swirly writing. She clicked the top and started to write.
After 30 minutes of writing, she cursed the pen, she cursed the homework, she cursed the paper, and, most of all, she cursed Professor Iri, sitting there at her desk looking at her with a faint smile curling up her pale pink lips. Her hand hurt, it ached, and the last thing she wanted to do was more writing the same sentence over and over again. Her pen was hot and sweaty. Lena took her hand off and shook it under the desk to stop it from cramping up.
“Keep writing, Lena.” Lena picked up the pen and continued for another miserable 30 minutes of writing. Why did Calista have to go do her studying? Why? She could have stopped time so we did something fun, or fast forward through my detention. Thought I suppose it isn’t that easy... Oh, fuck this!She thought angrily.
Time did not pass quickly in detention. It seemed to drag slowly, like a glacier melting over thousands, millions, billions, and more years. She could almost hear little plops as a piece of ice fell off, or drip as a slow droplet of water slid down the side of the mound of ice, dirt, and mud. She shook herself, and stared down at the paper, by now covered in little blue letters, getting messier and messier toward the bottom of the page. She sighed and continued, smudging the ink her and there. Finally, Professor Iri said, “All right! Time’s up!”
Great! I can go now!
“Now, for the next thing you’ll be doing today…”
Lena groaned in her head. Detention was only half over.
AUTHORS NOTE:
I really wanted to update during the week but I couldn’t because of homework which takes tons of time and makes me super stressed out so then I also don’t sleep a ton so its really just a lot of stuffffff that’s going on right now so ill probably update 1-2 times a week usually on the weekend. THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDINGGGGGGG :) also part of me katy perrys biography movie is really good!!!!! U should watch it. K bye ilysm all of you 1.3k reads ilysmmmmmm FOLLOW READ VOTE COMMENT also im aware the formatting gets all messed up when it moves from word, im trying to fix that.
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Seeing with the Shadows
Teen FictionLena is just an average girl with an average life... Until she finds out she isn't actually so average. She is a Vampire, and her Power is being a Seer. She can See into the future or the past. Being the second Seer of all time has its ups and its d...
