Lawana sighed, eyeing the large building in from of her. When she'd agreed to the transfer out of her district to attend high school at Cosmo High, she knew she was going to be attending a flashy rich kids school. She knew she would hate it, everything about it screamed "Rich" "Better than you" "Compensating for something", but she was willing to endure it. After all, it would look fantastic on a college application.
The building itself was at least four stories, each window much larger than it needed to be, squeaky clean and shiny. The walls were painted a pale peach color, and there wasn't a stain on them. Lawana snorted, wondering just how many workers it took to keep this place up. The building alone must take a few dozens, not to mention the number of workers needed for the extensive, flashy garden that surrounded the building.
As she walked by Lawana noted the unusual amount of rose bushes and cobbled paths, taking her time and not worrying about causing traffic. The grounds were empty, despite it being a Sunday. Everything was almost abandoned, even the dorms, but Lawana could sense the tension as she walked by, totally relaxed. The grounds themselves seemed to be holding a collective breath.
Lawana stopped walking, examining her reflection in a squeaky clean window. Her dark auburn hair was somewhat clean, already stringy looking after seconds of being outside. Her brown, almost black eyes glared at the reflection as she furiously raked a hand through the wavy auburn that ended right above her chest. Her frame was tall, relaxed, her small curves covered by the baggy clothes she'd thrown on that morning, not caring to impress the rich. Her grades spoke for themselves.
"What the hell?" Lawana muttered, pressing one finger to the window.
There was no view. She saw herself, the garden behind her, the sky above her, but nothing inside. It was just reflection, a mirror, or;
"One-way glass."
Her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't move. The reflection of a girl had appeared behind her, her white fangs already visible in her smile. Colors were harder to make out then shapes, but she could make out the hourglass figure of the shorter, well-endowed girl. Lawana raised an eyebrow.
"My name is Quinn." The girl said. "And you must be Lawana Airis, the new student."
"The new student?" Lawana questioned. "Isn't there like, at least a hundred more freshmen coming to the school for the first time on Monday?"
"Well, yes." Quinn chuckled. "But they're all coming from Cosmo Middle School, so they aren't exactly new. They already know what to expect."
"And I'm pretty sure I do too," Lawana muttered. "It's a rich kids school after all."
"Yeah, you'd think." Amusement had crept into Quinn's voice. "But there are some things you'll have to get used to."
"As there is with every school." Lawana sighed. "Why are you here? What happened to everyone else?"
"Inside, follow me." Lawana finally turned to face Quinn, getting a brief look at her face before she walked off, leaving Lawana to follow.
Beside's being more than lucky in the breast and butt department, Quinn had a pretty face. Lawana had gotten a quick glance of a small, button-like nose, full pink lips, pale skin (But she was a vampire so that was to be expected), and carefully placed makeup that complimented her features.
Left with little choice, Lawana followed. The doors were grand and screamed compensation. Lawana noticed small security cameras above each corner, painted the same light peach supposedly to blend in.
Once they got inside, a wave of noise and heat hit. There were dozens, maybe even a hundred students in the hall, all talking to each other, but casting cautious yet curious glances at Lawana. Looking at the glass, Lawana noticed she could see the school grounds clearly, even noting the small fingerprint she'd left behind.
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