And if I Die Before I Wake...

The days passed fleetingly while the vampire was at home..."sick". two, or three, or four days later (I never payed much attention accept when strictly necassary) I walked into History to see the thing sitting in his seat looking fine.

I struggled to keep my face calm as I made my way to my seat. As soon as I had sat down I continued with my habit of glaring at him.

How can he be back! The last vampire was out for a week, I think. Maybe it was only four days.

The creature walked towards the drinking fountain and I mentally laughed at the thought of him actually drinking water. As he passed he dropped a note on my desk.
I opened it slowly and cautiously and translated the sketchy French writing.

I know what you are trying to do child. But you will not succeed. It said.

I didn't know he had figured it our already. My last couple prey were uncannily dim-witted. I must have gotten a little too used to it to make myself so obvious.

I scratched out my reply: Said the rabbit to the fox and set it on the end of my desk. He walked by and picked it up. I had the urge to jump behind him and stab a stake through him just to see if it would kill him. But, as usaul, My attempt would be wasted because of all the witnesses. They would either see he was a vampire if he survived or I would be charged with murder if he died and have to go all the way downtown and explain. There is a scientist down there studying super-natural. He would get me out of trouble, again. He always does.
I watched for the creature's response but he didn't even act like anything was wierd about my note.

After class I went to my locker and grabbed the books for my next class. No use not going.
I was about to slam my locker closed when I saw something strange. It was a folded piece of paper. I picked it up and recognized the vampire's handwriting.

"Whatever" I mumbled, jamming it into my back pack and slamming my locker.

School was a total bore. I went through my classes, talked briefly to Michelle and then went home. Woop-dee-doo. Once I got home I decided I really wanted to do something tonight. I picked up a newspaper and looked through the ads boredly. Then I decided I would do something crazy.

I went out so a professional salon. I had the chop my long blonde hair into a choppy shoulder length style with bangs and dye it black. Then I asked them to add a single blonde streak on one side.

Once I was done I payed and went back home. Then I had another idea, I had an extra room in my house. It looked like a closet but when you opened the door it was a small bedroom. I went inside and decided it was time I put a training room in my house. I imediately went online looking for equipment I could use to train. I also enrolled in some martial arts. They wouldn't help much but to increase my agility. Anything was worth a shot.