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Beep beep beep.

You slammed a fist down on your alarm, groaning as you sat up. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you stared out the window. First day of night school....

You swung yourself out of bed and padded down the hall. After a quick shower and and a bagel for breakfast, you stood in front of your closet. Your new school uniform hung in front of you. The skirt's too short, no way am I wearing that tie, and the shoes are ugly.

You put on the uniform leaving the shirt collar up and skipping the tie. You wore ripped black tights under the skirt, and swapped the shoes for your regular combat boots, which were much more comfortable. You smirked at your reflection in the full length mirror. That's better.

Tying up your hair in a ponytail, you walked over to the trunk that was next to your bed and opened it. Taking out two small silver throwing knives, you slid them in your boots. Strapping two regular daggers to your thighs, you stood up, making sure that they weren't visible from under your skirt. You grabbed your bag and made your way to your new school.

~Time Skip~

You made you way down the hall and found your new classroom. since it was nearly empty, you picked a seat that was in the back, near the windows. First one here...

Slowly, the classroom started filling up with students. The chatter died down once the teacher came in. She took attendance and then said, "We have a new student with us." She looked towards you.

Sighing, you got up and walked to the front of the class. Feeling the stares of the students on your back, you turned around and stated simply, "My name is (y/n) (l/n)."

Most of the class looked bored, but two students sitting in the back were staring right at you. A red-haired boy with glowing green eyes and a fedora, who was smirking, and a white-haired kid with blood red eyes. Both were looking at you with interest. The one with the fedora caught you looking, and winked at you.

You made a face of disgust and walked quickly back to your seat. You tuned out the rest of the class, seeing as you could still pay attention to what the teacher was saying. The bell rang, and you packed up your stuff to move to the next class.

"Ne~ Aren't you the new student in our class?" A voice made you turn around. It was Fedora from before. "Yeah,"

He drew closer. "You know, I saw you staring at me. Were you interested, Bitch-chan?" Your eyes narrowed at the nickname. "Of course not. Don't be ridiculous." He smirked at you and walked even closer, face inches from yours.

Your warning bells flared, signaling that he was much too close for comfort. Your hand shot under your skirt way too fast for a human. You drew the knife strapped to your thigh and pressed it against his throat. "Watch it, vampire." You hissed. "Get too close, and I might just decide to kill you right here and now."

His eyes widened, then the annoying smirk came back. "A vampire hunter, hmmm~? And-" He leaned closer. "A half-vampire, too?"

You pushed him away with your free hand and returned the knife to its place. "Demon blood." You muttered. Picking up your bag, you walked past Fedora towards the door. His hand caught your wrist, making you turn around.

Green eyes glowed at you. "I'll see you later then." He sang. You wrenched your wrist free from his grip and slammed the door shut behind you.

"Bitch-chan."

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