Fudge My Mentor! But I Can't.

Fudge My Mentor! But I Can't. Chapter 2

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Fudge My Mentor! But I can't.

"How can you see into my eyes like open doors

leading you down into my core

where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold

until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up) "

"Bring me to life," I whispered the last the part. I smiled. I took a big breath and bowed. Everyone stood up and clapped.

Speed, my best friend in the whole world, put a hand behind my back and whispered a good job. I was burning. My throat hurted but it was all worth it.

I went off the stage and went inside the restroom. And I made sure it was a girls restroom. I strangely felt like I won something. I grinned.

God I am wierd.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My long black hair was glued with sweat running down the sides of my face. My voilet eyes filled with happiness. The red dress was clinging to body. More sweat was on me.

Damn.

Stupid no air condition on the stage.

Every year the school hold a welcome party and a tour to the new white bloods.

White bloods are the humans becoming a blue blood or a black blood. Each full grown vamire are called blue bloods. We are humans first but when we turn sixteen the change comes.

The change is the most important thing in our lifes. You soul choose what your going to be. You don't get to choose, no matter how hard you try.

You can become a blue blood.

Who is a good vampire or a black blood.

I shivered.

A black blood is the worst kind of vampire thier is. They are stronger than us. Way stonger. They have to kill each day to survive. So each year more than millions people are killed for nothing.

Innocent people are being killed.

The blue bloods try to kill them but first they need a lot of traning. So, here is where the school comes in.

Each state has a Blood school. Yea that is what it is called. There are different kinds of blue bloods who are very important. Those blue bloods control what happens and makes the rules.

Blue Blood Concil.

f you ask me then I would say they are people with forks stuck up their asses. They act like they are better than everybody else.

Even the black bloods.

If they were in the room with a black blood they would sit and cry and watch themselves get killed.

Bastards.

So the rest of us have to train and become a gurdian to protect on of the imporatant family members. Each of us have a mentor. Okay only the people who need special attention.

The ones who are bad and sleep during the lesson.

Like me.

I wonder who is my mentor this year.

I walked out the restroom and rushed to my fist class. I forgot I was wearing my dress. Oh, well. Better than nothin.

I also forgot my bag.