I decided to put all of them ._. I just want people to read this. Jajaja ehh all desperate ew. Sorry, apology from the Virgo here~
Chapter Two
I woke up to the sound of persistent knocking and a muffled voice on the other side of the door. Sitting up slowly, I cast a brief glance to the clock on my nightstand saying it was 7…p.m.? Did I sleep the afternoon? Wait…the sun was going down as I got here so it wouldn’t have been long. Where was here? Ignoring the knocks, I stood up and looked around the room. My things were already here but this wasn’t my original room. Walking over to the bathroom, I lifted up my bangs to see the black outline of a crescent moon.
So it wasn’t a dream…
The knocks became more frantic, bringing me back to reality. I groaned, “I’m awake!”
Shuffling over to the door in pajamas I didn’t recall changing into, I opened the door enough to see who was behind it. A petite girl with long black hair stared at me with bright eyes, they seemed almost red. She smiled at me, automatically giving her a kind expression,” Hey! I thought you died or something. I was about to call a professor over.” I couldn’t help but flinch at the ‘died’ part since that could happen to fledglings.
I mustered up a smile I hoped didn’t look awkward,”Oh um hey...yeah. Still alive but uh…who are you?” I opened the door wider, leaning against the doorframe as I crossed my arms.
The girl simply smiled again and extended her hand for me to shake, “I am Purlue Hart. Third former. And you are Frost. We’re neighbors if you will.” It wasn’t until I shook her hand that I noticed her tattoo was a scarlet red instead of a sapphire blue. She noticed my look and pointed to it,”Yeah I’m part of the red fledglings. Kinda hard to deal with when the Red Priestess we know about lives in Oklahoma ya know?”
I nodded slowly, pretending to know how this affected her. I didn’t know very much about this whole vampyre thing except what Eros explained to me but right now I really wanted to know why this Purlue girl was talking to me. “Yeah, I’m sure that must be really hard...”
“Hey! You have a different mark too.” She pointed to my mark, forgetting her earlier comment, which was uncovered from my bangs at the moment. I was unsure on what to say so I simply nodded. Purlue looked as if she wanted to say more on the subject but seemed to get on track to what she was here for to begin with.
“Oh I’m not sure if anyone has told you yet but classes here start at 8 and well I thought maybe I could give you a tour so you won’t be so lost?”
My eyes widened slightly. I got here a few hours ago and I have to go to school already? I sighed,”Uh, sure. Just let me, um, get ready first.” I stepped back to give Purlue room to come in and motioned to the bed. “You can wait there.”
She smiled and I swore she was about to skip as she walked over to my bed. “Don’t forget the uniform.” I turned to look at her and she must have seen the question mark on my face for she gestured to herself and that’s when I noticed she was wearing uniform. It wasn’t lame by any means. It was actually pretty cute. It was a combination of black, blue and green but it went well together. The skirt she wore seemed to have a little charm to it and her blazer had a symbol on her left breast. It looked like a maze.
I pointed to it, “What is that?”
Purlue looked down to what I was pointing and then back at me and pointed to my closet, “You have the same symbol. It’s for Third Formers like us. Think of it as a freshmen symbol. And then there are fourth formers and fifth and- you know what? It’s all in the Fledgling Handbook. That can answer your questions.” I was looking through my closet as she talked and hid a smile. I’m sure she rambled a lot from what I’ve seen but what the heck was a Fledgling Handbook? I was surprised to see most of my clothes from home already in my closet. Did they use a teleportation spell of some sort?
I paused on one outfit that wasn’t mine and as I pulled it out, it was confirmed that it was the uniform. I looked over at Purlue and she motioned for me to try it on with a nod. I went into the bathroom and changed into it quickly, not wanting to be late on the first day. I did a double take in the mirror as I brushed my hair and decided it looked alright. Purlue was right about the symbol. It was on my uniform too. After I finished up with getting ready in the bathroom, I found Purlue standing by the door ready to go.
As I was about to open the door, Purlue shoved a hand in my face.
“Ack. Uhfiurf What?!”
She motioned to the desk, “Don’t forget your schedule!”
I grumbled and grabbed the paper from the desk. I didn’t see it before and couldn’t help but wonder when they planned all this. And how did they know my size? (Freaakkyyyy).
Purlue was already walking through the hall and I jogged a couple of steps to catch up with her. Without asking, she took my paper and looked over it with a smile. “Cool! We have first period and afternoon…after night classes? Together! Well except for the last, last class.” With that, she gave me back my schedule and went towards the kitchen. Okay…she confused me a little.
I waited by the doorway, making sure to stay out of people’s way. They gave me curious looks, I was positive it was the blue hair and not the tattoo since it was covered by my bangs. I didn’t give them much thought for I was too consumed on what the classes would be like as I went over the schedule.
1st hour- Vampyre Sociology 101. Rm. 211. Prof. Astrea
2nd hour- Drama 101. Performing Arts Center. Prof. Danil
3rd hour- Lit 101. Rm. 213. Prof. Eros
4th hour- Jiujutsu. Outer Field. Prof. Rain
LUNCH BREAK
5th hour- Italian 101. Rm. 315. Prof. Isla
6th hour- Fencing. Gymnasium. Prof. Wolfe
These classes didn’t seem so bad but was it just me or did the teachers have weird names? One thing was for sure: I cannot wait to learn how to kick ass.
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Threats- A House of Night story
FanfictionTulsa's House of Night isn't the only one in trouble. There's more to be dealt with around other House of Nights. Meet Frost Evans, the new freak in Flagstaff's HoN. It seems Nyx has something else up her sleeve for other children of hers.