The vampire I'm supposed to coach is supposed to find the love of his life, and looks like a teenager. So the best thing I came up with is to enroll him in a highschool.

— Okay, so don't forget; your name is Vladimir, for personal reasons, you had to move out of your hometown to a place where you don't know anyone, last month was your 17th birthday and you hate to be late. No need to say more.

— What if someone wants to know more and asks questions ?

— Just make your hair wave and say "It's personal" while looking away. That ought to do it.

— When should I go ?

— Classes begin at 8, but you'll have to be always, let's say, 10 minutes late so you'll show everyone what a bad boy with a dark past you are, darker than  any dark circles I ever had as a result of my sleepless nights of watching anime.

— But, didn't you say I hated keeping others waiting ?

— Yup, but that's exactly how you'll draw the interest of people, especially girls ! They'll think you're mysterious, on top of being handsome and... Smart ?

— I'm not sure I'm understanding your point.

— You're right, let's just count on your looks.

— I don't know if this is meant to be a compliment as in you just said I looked good, or an insult towards my intelligence.

— The non-existent one ? Yes. Anyway, just follow my instructions, and like Bob Marley said, everything's gonna be alright.

— Okay so, Why am I always late if I hate it ?

— You don't like to wait, nor to keep people waiting but you had something.

— Which is ?

— Personal reasons. Then you put your hand in your hair, and look into the horizon, lost in your thoughts.

— You really thought about everything, didn't you ?

— Well yes, now if you'll excuse me... Just kidding, I don't give a single dog shit, move aside.

— What is that supposed to mean ?

— It means I have to go to my middle school. Don't worry, I won't need any supplies since I always leave my stuff in my locker.

— Do I need to remind you that you've been kidnapped ?

— Yes, and ? I'm your coach to find your soulmate, not your slave ! Don't worry, I'll come back.

— I don't trust you, how do I know you won't run away ?

— I literally have nowhere to go to. Plus, you'd find me.

— Not sure. Tell me where and when, I'll come get you.

— No way, you creep ! I mean... That would draw too much attention on me.

— But...

— Nothing at all ! I won't try to escape.

Not again, but he doesn't need to know that I tried before.

— Well, okay then. Let me show you the exit.

— Lead the way.

The outlet was there... All along ?

Of course I got mad, I wasted so much time looking for it, while the solution of that... puzzle, was stupidly clever.

— HOW DID A STUPID BUTTHEAD WITH A NEGATIVE IQ LIKE YOU COME UP WITH... SUCH A BEAUTY OF... SMARTNESS WORTHY OF A GENIUS ?

— I appreciate the compliment, I guess, but I'm not the one who did this.

— Of course. I firmly said, eyes closed and arms crossed, then I looked to my new phone. It's 8, time to go.

— Didn't you say I needed to be late ?

— I said ten minutes, which is the time it'll take you to fly there. Good trip !

I closed my eyes, so it wouldn't be harmed by dust or God-knows-what.

When I opened them again, I saw him transformed into a bat flying towards the school.

Well, towards where it's supposed to be.

I told him earlier to just use Google maps, but no matter my efforts to explain, he wouldn't understand the first thing about the internet. It's so simple that I'm sure he just didn't try. And I lost patience. I didn't even bother to say there were other ways, like physical maps or whatever.

The disgusting bald rat away, I went on my way to discover this place a little more. That so-called lord is really naive !

Let's say the middle school I used to go to wasn't destroyed that day, or it was and it reopened by the time I was awake, I'd literally have no clue about that.

Also, what sane kid would just... Go to school when the option to not to is literally, THERE ?

Hermione Granger, okay, but my school is no Hogwarts, and I'd rather stay away from it.