Thirst: an Academy of Night Novel

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As Rose walked into the office - Wich was not all together hard to find - she walked up to the lady at the front.

"Um... Hello, I am Roselynne Margeaux, and i wish to register to attend this... Um..."

"Vampiar Academy?" The woman suggested.

"Yes."

"Okay, I will need you to fill out this paper with your information and desired registry time and date." The woman told her.

"I wish to register tonight. I want to be here tonight."

The woman gave her a stern look.

"How old are you..?" She asked.

"I am sixteen years of age."

"When were you changed into a Vampiar?"

"Four and a half months ago ma'am." 

"...huh..."

The woman typed away on her little laptop and filled out the form as she went, asking Questions about Roselynne.

"What's your phone number?..... Who are your parents?..... Any close relatives in your family?.... What is your gender, female, male, or non-binary?" Honestly some of these questions were a little intrusive, but Roselynne answered them all honestly.

"Yes, my late father, but he cut contact with me about a month after hearing about my change.... I am a female." 

Rose waited a good fifteen minutes before the woman came back to her, holding some registration forms and copies of her info. 

"Alright miss, your officially registered in San Morentos Academy if Night. Welcome." 

Rose felt a kind of excited, kind of sickened feeling like she'd done something incredibly wrong. Besides eating from all those people... Rose shook her head, trying to clear her jumbled conscience. They're alive... They're alive... They're alive... The words kept bouncing through her head, toying with her uneasy stomach.

• • •

The woman had led Roselynne to a semi-big form room in the northernmost wing of the Academy of Night, the girls dormatory. The room was nice, it had two twin beds and a desk with many shelves and a office char in both corners next to the beds. One bed was empty, with a sealed bag of sheets, pillows and blankets resting on top of it, while the bed across from it was most definitely used. It had a huge Billy Idol blanket on the bed, and a light blue pillowcase protecting the delicate - satin from the smell of it - pillow. The desk next to the empty bed was just as empty as the bed. Nothing but a chair, and shelves surrounded the desk.

Roselynne had spent good time making the bed, and placing her belongings on the shelves and her laptop and school supplies on the desk itself. 

She heard footsteps coming down the hallway and ignored them until she heard the door to her room open.

"Oh! Hey! They told me I was gonna get a new roommate but I didn't think it would be today. What's your name?" Rose turned to see a tall girl with dark black hair reaching down to her butt. She had pale green eyes that were like emeralds, and was wearing some black yoga tights and a blue muscle shirt exposing the sides of her bright pink sports bra on the inside.

"Oh, hey. I'm Roselynne, Roselynne Margeaux. And you are?" Rose asked when she reached out to shake the girls hand.

"I'm Bethany, Bethany Turner. I'm a first year here." Bethany shook Roses hand, then went and crashed on her bed.

"So... Billy Idol, huh?" Rose had asked.

"Huh? Oh! Yeah! I love his music! He's soooo good!" Bethany gushed.

"Well, classes start in about an hour, it is almost ten pm already. Classes start at ten-thirty pm, and end at four thirty am." Bethany told her. Rose thought about getting a quick hours worth of sleep before seven or so hours of classes began, but quickly dismissed it when Bethany started rambling about Billy Idol.