• Imagine us as this:
    You are the headmaster at a prestigious all girls bording school. I am a rebellious outcast that though is admired by everyone is liked by no one.
    Our school is a colorful array of vampires, witches, and crossbreeds. I am a vampire. You are a Witch.
    While the majority of the school is a swarming crowd of excited witches, i and a few others are bored vampires who have seen this all before, the dances, the lunch room, etc.
    You and i are sitting in your office reviewing this weeks emotional delemas and violent tantrums.

    ~~~


    "So, how are you this week?" you ask.
    Silence on the other end.
    "Im just so bored!" i answer sharply to the question a few minutes later. "Nothing is new anymore! i've been doing the same thing for the past hundred years."

    "How do you look at your past lives?"
    "Well, my parents are dead, i have only ever known one person who actually cares about me and they dont bother answering my letters even though i write every week! Does that give you a hint?!" I shout at you.
    Your face remains calm and level. I can tell that you are waiting for me to say more, so naturally i remain silent for what seems like hours then you ask after I calm down,"Who is this person, you say, that cares?"
    I'd been dreaing this question since the moment I'd said it. "A sister."

    You look excited to get rid of me knowing that i have an actual living relative. "And...?"
    "No!" I shout suddenly, "I need to leave now!"

    "Sit down!"
    I am astonished by her shrill tone so i stay still, just a few feet from the door.
    "You will answer these questions!"
    "No."

    "Where do you expect to get in life if you will not learn obedience? What do you want to do with life?!
    "Firstly, I dont know if you've forgotten but i will be sixteen forever! Secondly, I have options! I could start my own business, join an orchestra, i don't know!"

    "Get out." you say in a quivering tone. "Pack your bags you are leaving tonight."
    ~~~