During art class I tried not to look at Jun. In writing class I tried not to think of Jun. Sadly, in chemistry, I tried not to curse out my partner.

"What even is this class," I snarled at my partner.

"Beats me, you're the girl, why aren't you doing the thing. Every other girl is doing it. Why do I have to sit here and scramble with you!"

My partner was the tallest teen I've ever seen. He topped at a height of about six-five, about a full foot taller than me. Not only was he tall, he was buff, not ripped but a normal looking really strong. He was the cliché make of a gentle giant looking like an asshole.

His douche ways and looks went even further with his bleached blond tips on black hair. He looked like a surfer on steroids. It's lucky that he kept his hair slicked back, if it was in spikes, I would have called him a fuck boy.

He neglected to tell me his name and he tossed out the idea of even trying to be the littlest bit of nice. He was rude and just a total asshole.

"Hey," I snapped sharply poking his hand. "I don't think anyone in here wants to be here in this retarted class. So don't put yourself above me."

"Oh," he scoffed. "Tough one aren't you? But I'll tell you right now," he leaned in close "you'll still break just as easily as every," he brushed his hand on my cheek, "little flower."

I tensed and smiled weakly.

He nodded. "Yeah, now how's about you do this project for me."

"Sure," I whispered. He straightened and turned to someone else in the class and laughed. My hand on one of the beakers started to lightly swish back and forth until- "Oops!" I innocently squealed.

The successful sound of strong base spilled down the right leg of the asshole jock.

"Bitch!" he shouted loud enough to tear apart the entire class.

"You back there! In the red. How dare yo-yous use such language in my class! I'll...I'll do s-something about that..." the old geezer for a teacher, Marks, coughed.

My partner next to me angrily turned to me and bent down. "Hello, my name is Sethrans. You must not have heard of me, I thought you should know before I rain hell on your parade."

I laughed sweetly. "Hello Sethrans, my name is Kassina. I just thought you needed to know that I'm not a punk bitch. You fuck with me and your life is fucking over. Not get the fuck out my face with your limp ass, fuck boy looking, George the giant looking, cliché ass asshole jock, wannabe sounding threat sounding, Bob on steroids looking, pumped up bitch. Get the fuck out my kitchen woodsman doll, before you get burnt."

Everyone in the room was stunned and staring, except of course the teacher...who didn't hear anything.

"What-," the kid Sethrans began.

"So, the next time you call someone a bitch, prepare to bite your tongue." I cast Sethrans a grin and picked up what few papers I had walked to the front of the class. "Mr. Sir, my partner has volunteered to complete this meaningless project. I excuse myself from this class."

"Wha- I don't think that's allowed...or is it? Hm. Where is that book?"

I cast Sethrans a grin before leaving the class.

My eyes shifted towards the doorway. The knock wasn't light and accompanied by Jun's voice, instead it was hesitant and rough.

I stood up and quietly approached the door. No one else has visited me...it could only be that Sethrans character.

I cleared my throat and crossed my arms. "Name and reason why you're here."

The person hesitated. "You must not know. Orientation is tonight Kassina. Damn! Must I always tell you."

I scoffed and opened the door and narrowed my eyes on Alix. "What exact is that supposed to mean?"

Alix turned away. "Um, going to the damn presentation will...answer some things. So, do you want me to take you or not?"

"I'd rather not go. I'll wait for Jun and explain everything to me." I gave Alix an awkward smiled and closed the door.

"Kassina," Alix whispered catching the door. "I need...I need to tell you something."

I stepped back as Alix forcible rushed in the room and locked the door. "Alix, explain what you're doing."

Alix looked me in the eyes. "Don't trust that devil Junnea, Kassina. Don't trust that evil shit. He's evil, manipulative, and will only use you to his gain! Kassina, don't trust any-."

"Get out!" I growled pushing Alix's chest. "Get out, I don't want you in here!"

"Kassina listen!" Alix grabbed both of my arms and suddenly shoved me back into a wall. "I'm-."

"Get away from me Alix! What the hell!" I struggled against Alix, but his grip was...like steel.

"Junnea will use you for his own gain and I don't want to see you hurt. He harasses me on the fact of his hooks so deep in you! He'll-."

I locked sight on the fat part of Alix's wrist and went in for a deep bite with all the force I had in me, but in the last seconds he pulled my own arm in the path of my bite.

My entire right forearm blushed red and I fell the ground, out of Alix's grasp. I cried despite my toughness. Inches just under my wrist blood pulsed from arm.

I pulled my arm deeply into my stomach. I stared at Alix's black shoes in my wailing silence.

"Kassina...I..." Alix bent down and laid his hand on my right shoulder. "I-ha..." he hesitated.

"Get away from me," I hissed in pain.

"Kassina," Alix whispered bringing his face closer. His other hand sharply grasped my right wrist and squeezed. "I can't...." His grip on my hand got tighter.

"You're hurting me," I whined struggling. "Stop Alix." I looked up at Alix and froze. His eyes turned from green to a fierce black color. Under his eyes, his veins bulged. His face was a pale flushed color. "Alix...what are you...."

He closed his eyes. "I just can't...help myself..."

"Alix," I gasped leaning back into the wall.

He sighed as he opened his eyes. This time his eye color green but strangely shiny.

He brought his face even closer, placing his forehead against mine. "You're...my Obsession." He kissed the corner of my mouth.

I can't move.

"I," he smiled, "I am stronger...with you. I can feel your power. Your blood smells sweeter than all I have smelled before...sweet and warm..."

He smells...different. Alix, what have you done to me? Where is Jun? Where is Jun to magically save me now?

"Kassina," Alix pulled back and let go of my arm. He looked me in my eye and sighed. "I am a vampire. Please forgive me Kassina. But don't trust Junnea. He'll earn your trust and fuck you over. Please Kassina, he's a-."

"Kassina!" Jun's cheery voice called from the door. "I brought gifts!"

Jun! Jun! Just come in!

"I won't let him take you," Alix pulled me up and pressed me against the wall. "You'll be my one and only." Alix's eyes flashed black and I screamed as sharp pincers nailed into my shoulder.

My vision flashed black and a wicked fire twisted inside of me.

"Alixir," a dark voice snarled in front of me. "You-er!"

I gasped as my sight came back. I was laying on the ground facing the wide window on the other side of the room.

I trembled as I struggled to sit up.

Vampires? Vampires? Alix? What is Junnea? What is...what the fuck is the school! What's this school for! Demons! Demons?

Weakly I propped myself against the glass and turned back to the room. "Jun?"

Jun turned toward me with wicked all black eyes. He angrily turned back toward Alix. "Fuck that! You hurt her! You did that because you knew she was mine!"

I dropped my head and groaned weakly. "Jun..."

Alix was silent until he angrily spat, "she's my Obsession."

Jun flinched and got angrier. "She's MY Obsession."

Finally, my arms gave out, my energy drained, and my eyes shut.