Worse than Hell

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The drive only lasted no more than ten minutes. That was completely pointless, I could've found this place easy. I thought. 
 "We're here." Eliza pointed out the obvious.
 "I could've walked." I replied whist getting out of the car. Eliza rolled down the window like I've forgotten something.
 "Don't forget to see reception."
 "I won't." I walked away as I heard the car drive off. I was so happy when she drove off, not in a mean way. I walked through the double glass doors and went straight to the reception place, which was just the principal's office.

The room was occupied by the time I got there. It was a girl, sitting on a chair in the right corner of the room, who was casting her face downwards for some reason. Her almost black hair hiding her face. Her hair, by a quick glance, was past her shoulders by one or two centimeters. Her left and right sleeves of the denim jacket she was wearing were more of the sleeves on a regular jacket or jumper. The left sleeve was ripped open, revealing her forearm and her right sleeve was stained with blood. I started to crave the blood but fought against the urge with everything inside me not to. Her jeans were somehow still intact and weren't damaged in any way. Her white trainers were stained with dirt. She didn't seem to notice that I was there until I shut the door. Her head remained cast downward.
 "What are you in here for?" she asked me. I wanted to see her face before I spoke to her.
 "I'm not answering your question until you face me." I said back. She titled her head up and turned her gaze onto me. Her eyes were a piercing amber colour that a person could easily get lost in. Eyeliner underneath her left eye was smudged around and around her right eye it was bruised. She got a black eye? I thought. Her nose had blood dripping down and reached her lips, making them look like she was wearing lipstick at one point.
 "Are you going to answer my question?" she spoke up after a few seconds.
 "I'm new." I said. "What happened to you?"
 "I got in a fight with someone. What's your name newbie?"
 "Damian. You?"
 "Galelacia. Don't ask."

She seemed used to getting into fights by the way she answered flat out.
 "Did you get kicked out of your old school?" she spoke up again.
 "No. I moved town. Something happened there that I wasn't allowed to stay." I replied back.
 "What happened?"
 "Just something that I really don't want to repeat. What did you have a fight about?"
 "I'll tell you about the fight if you tell me what happened." I didn't even want to tell but, I was curious and my curiosity got the better of me.
 "My family was under attack by some group that I don't know all to well. My brothers were not present during this and I'm not sure they even got the message, my sister was pulled into the back room of my old house and had who knows what happen to her and my parents were taken somewhere in a cell like thing. I don't think they're alive as a few hours after, I received something that my dad never leaves behind or even take off. Enough with my story. What about you?"
 "I got in a fight with another student who is receiving medical help. She was goading me to. Hadrielith was her name. I just decided to give her what she wanted. Annoying elf. Her friends came over and started to support her. Humans, elves, werewolves, you name it, were all fighting. After I finished with Hadrielith, her friends attacked me at once and I made it out with this. Bring me to here, in the principal's office with you."
 "Sounds like you're in fights often."
 "I usually am."

The door opened just as a man, with a horses body from the hips down, walked in. I tried my best to avoid any sort of eye contact with this man. He didn't seem to notice me and just talked to Galelacia.
 "How many times do you come in my office a week, Galelacia?" he asked her. I swore from that moment he didn't care about new students.
 "It's Monday and there's a new student who's stinking the place up." Galelacia has a sharp tongue.
 "Oh I see. No need to be rude to the boy. I can't smell him."
 "You don't have a nose like mine to know. If you excuse me, I'm going to class." she was about to leave the office when she was called back in.
 "As normal punishment of detention doesn't work with you, you can show our new student around the school."
 "Are you kidding me? You're supposed to understand students..." Galelacia was still talking to the principal when he turned around to face me and started to talk as if she wasn't even there.
 "Follow Galelacia around for the day. You've been placed in the same classes as her for the time being."
 "I am not helping him." I only knew one thing and that was she had a head to head conflict with the principal here. "I can smell him for what he is."
 "Galelacia this is a punishment! Punishments aren't meant to be nice. Now go to class and show him around." I walked out the door and Galelacia came out afterwards.

She didn't seem to want be around me and the feeling was mutual. She doesn't know anything about me. What did she mean by smell? The principal didn't seem to notice anything.
 "Garlic boy! Where are you going?! You need to follow me!" I heard her shouting at me.
 "What's with the nickname?" I replied with an annoyed tone.
 "You're a vampire. I hate this situation where I have to show you around."
 "How do you know that I'm a vampire?"
 "Are you that stupid? I even said something about my sense of smell. I'm a werewolf, your arch enemy. I thought my sense of smell would have told you." I couldn't listen to another word of this and ended up running all the way to the boys bathroom.

I agree with Galelacia back in the office, how could he do this? I have to be with a werewolf for her punishment. There's just going to be more fights because of us.

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