Zita sighed as she looked out the window of the car driven by some person that represented the king and queen of vampires. She sat in the back not saying a word though, she strongly disagreed with her parents' decision to send her and her brother to this school. She liked her home better, she knew all the great hiding places away from her family and now she was stuck here. More or less she was pouting from losing the argument with her parents, about whether they really needed to go to school or not. She now just sat there in the silence as they were driven to the school. She watched the scenery go by as they got closer and closer to the academy.

Zita had heard things about this academy being very strict and of course it was a boarding school. She would here until Christmas break and then back until summer break. She would rather not stay at the school what-so-ever. The worst of it all was her parents had been too busy to see them off to school. They had just sent a person to represent them. Some person that their family apparently trusted a lot with things like this, but not enough to trust him to run things and have their parents actually care about their kids leaving to a school where they wouldn't see them for a while. Zita sat up when the car finally came to a stop in from of the Morning Glory Academy. She stepped out of the car and stared at the school as the representitive of her parents grabbed the suitcases and things out of the trunk.

Zita grabbed her suitcase and her violin case and started to walk away. "Princess Zita, please be on your best behavior." The guy sighed.

Zita turned when she heard this and shook her head. This was going way too far, now this guy was actually telling her that she had to be on her best behavior, when did he become her father? The last time she checked her father was back at home working in his office like he always did, having no time for his children. "No, I think I'll be enjoying myself, my best behavior is for in front of guests, but I'm not in front of guests. I'm in front of my peers." Zita sighed.

She didn't hesitate any longer to keep walking. She knew that they had come later in the year but she figured that she would be able to catch up on everything later. The were supposed to have time to just unpack and get everything ready. Though mjost students were already in class, today she and Raphael were give time to unpack and then tour the school. She realized only then that she had not waited for her brother, yet this didn't make her stop. She kept walking towards the school so she could get her papers and start getting to the dorms.

The ride towards the academy was marked with a heavy silence. The displeasure on his sisters face was obvious as she sat, brooding in silence, looking out the window. She was very much opposed to the idea of the two of them being sent to the boarding school and one known to be particularly strict as well. Raphael decided not to break the silence and allowed his sister to sort herself out for now on the way to the school. He knew however that the decision for them to attend this school was only a small part of her overall displeasure.

Their departure from their home was one that was typical of their family. Neither of their parent had come to see them off, instead they set a 'guardian' to bring them to the school and represent their interests. It was a common occurrence being royalty their parents rarely had time to be with them. Their action never hit Raphael as hard as it did his sister, maybe because he had a more understanding personality. Though now was not the time to immerse himself in his thoughts any further as the car came to a stop at the school.

Using the energy from her constant brooding Zita quickly stepped out of the car and gathered her things. You could tell she did not approve of their guardian as she elected to carry her thing on her own, but before she could get away he spoke to her in a proper tone. They exchanged few words before she turned to leave without any hesitation of leaving her brother behind. With leisure he gathered his own things for their guardian and followed his sister, not in a hurry to catch up to her but still not letting her out his sight with a faint smile on his lips, their first destination should be the main office where someone should be waiting for them.

By now the classes with windows towards the entrance must be bustling with rumors of the obvious new student arriving in such an extravagant car.

Alice looked to the window and gasped quietly. The new students had arrived and they were obviously, a higher class than herself and most students. She bit her lip and sighed. It wasn't a problem of class though that bothered her, it was that she had given out all the celebratory cookies out to the class and had only expected one new student. Now that there were two, well she would have to find some way to get another batch of cookies. She reached down to her bag and leaned down. Whispering quietly so that no one else heard she began speaking to her familiars Shanghai and Hourai. They were the dolls she made to protect her. Their own abilities were of destructive magic but Alice had put enough pure light into them to make them sensible. "Shanghai I want you and Hourai to go back to my dorm room and retrieve the leftover cookies. Just patch them up and bring them to me ASAP. Understand?" They gave several nods as they flew out of her bag and slipped out of the room easily. The attention was still on the students.

Shanghai flew for a while heading to the dorm. She looked back to her sister doll making sure she was still behind her. However right as she began to turn her attention forward once more she slammed into something rather large and soft to the touch. She blinked and backed up silently. "Oh, Hello Miss." Hourai paused looking down at the conflict. "Shanghai we need to go! Miss Alice needs the snacks immediately!" She looked up at the girl then at her sister. "Sorry Miss...Ah your a new student!" "Shanghai!" "Sorry! Goodbye Miss!" They set off again and arrived at the dorm rooms in good time. "Hourai, wasn't that those new students. The one's Miss Alice wishes to give cookies too?" "They might have been. They look like brother and sister." "Brother?" "Oh, the male was much further behind but headed the same way as her." "I see then. Hurry!" They wrapped the cookie's and set off struggling with the weight. Going through the window this time they crossed the school much easier rather than going down several halls. Fluttering down to the classroom window near Alice they tapped on it both panting from exhaustion. "Miss Alice!"

Alice looked to the window and smiled. "Oh dear. Thank you guys." She opened the window and pulled the small bag from their tiny hands. "You did well." Giving them a smile she shooed them back into her bag with a wink and gave them both candies to suck on while class continued. She looked back to the front of the class and noticed that the teacher glaring at her. Scooting down in her seat guiltily she waved and looked away towards the window. The teacher resumed the lesson and she let out a sigh. This day was going to be a good one for sure. She could make new friends and if she didn't well it wasn't something she could help. Most people simply didn't like witches and even worse sorcerers. It was something she couldn't avoid. Although in this school most only were friends with her for her delicious cakes and cookies.

Ken was playing with his pen as the lesson continued in his class. With his head propped up using his right hand on the desk, it was obvious that he was way too bored for words. He never like attending lessons in class; lessons, in his opinion, were boring. Not worth spending his precious time on. He would rather locked himself in his dorm room daydreaming rather than listening to the teacher teaching about stuff he had already known. If it was not for his father's orders, he would rather not attend school at all but laze around in the house all day and do whatever he wants. Ken was quite a gifted student; he could memorised things just by going through them once. And because he was smart, wealthy and good-looking, most girls in the school were after him, which was actually a good thing. He could toy around with them for a while, and throw them aside when he finally feels bored with them. Well, they served to get him out of boredom though. Women exist for men's pleasures, he smirked at the thought.

A few students were seated at the same column of desks as he did, the line of tables which were the nearest to the classroom windows overlooking the main entrance of the boarding school. They were staring out of the windows, their faces the expressions of awe and curiousity. Ken wondered if someone interesting had arrived. Was it a nice new human snack, or something else he did not expect?

Ken tilted his head towards the window and looked. A pair of new students, a male and a female as he observed with his sharp gray eyes, were walking with their luggage into the building. Judging from the car's appearance, the pair must be of royal descent. Cool, he thought as he noticed the girl moving into the building without waiting for the boy, whom Ken assumed to be the girl's relative. Twirling with his pen effortlessly, he turned his attention to the teacher in front of him, thinking. It's a new toy here. Playtime, Kenneth. A grin slowly grew wide on his face. He was already tired of the girls in the school; all of them were just plain and uninteresting. How boring. With the royal girl's presence now, it was as if someone had brought upon him a temporary cure to his boredom. He would not let go of any golden opportunity to get close to the girl.

Still grinning, he stopped meddling with his pen and pretended to concentrate in the class. Things would be interesting from now on.

Melissa woke up then and then realized the time, she was late for school again! "NOOOO!!" She yelled to herself before leaping out of bed, her covers to the floor. She quickly ran to her clothes drawer and put on her outfit before running all around the room to get her books together. The time passing by quickly as she finally got all of her stuff together and as she was about to run out, she saw a nice car pull up to the school from her window. "Woah..." She gasped before remembering quickly with a startled expression as she sped out the door, slamming it loudly behind her.

As Melissa ran through the academy, her mind lingered on the car. Maybe it was no students? But who would come when the year has already started? Her curiosity was getting to her as she shook her head quickly and tripped going down the stairs. "Ouch..." She slowly stood up from the cold cement with her white hair covering her face. Growing impatient, she shifted to her dog form being a brown Boxer. Then she picked up her bag with her mouth before darting off to the direction of her classroom, she was still a little far.

Soon enough she grew tired as she slowed down, Melissa sighed in her mind. Come on Mel, push! PUSH! Then she ran again, going the fastest she's gone in awhile before she soon collided with someone. When her body hit the floor, Melissa transformed to her human shape again. "Not again..." She mumbled to herself as she raised her body up with shaking arms before turning to see what she fell by. Then she realized it was a girl who was very pretty with long black hair, a shocked face crossed her. She didn't look familiar so she must be new... "OH MY GOSH, I JUST RAN INTO THE NEW GIRL. Before sitting another minute she stood up, "I'm sorry.. Please do forgive me. I was rushing to get to class, I know it's not an excuse but I do hope you forgive me for what I've done." Then Melissa stuck her hand out to her, offering to help her up while staring down at the ground. Not even trying to make eye contact.

Duncan slept on the school site in his own underground cave system. "Oh its time to get up Duncan." He mumbled to himself and folded his fathers picture next to his bed into a small square and put it in a box. He walked around his room and woke his brothers, well they were people that he has bitten and had grown fond of. "Five more minutes." A young she wolf said and looked up at him. "Ok go back to bed if you want but you wont get any rabbit meat." Duncan taunted and the girl rose out of bed. "OK guys time to wake up! We all have to get to school." Duncan stated and everyone listened. Duncan was like the big brother or the pack leader to the werewolves of the school, he had been that way for six years after his father died. He was soon dressed and prepared his family for leaving. "Lets go D.D!" A very small almost pup werewolf yelled. "We will get you to preschool." Duncan said as he opened the straw hatch that lead into the system and led his family out.

They all walked together in a big bunch, not talking to anyone, not making eye contact. The other students ran around them not noticeing the she-wolves were looking around at a few of the young boys. Once Duncan noticed this he snapped his fingers loudly and the girls looked back forward. "Oh it seems that the time has finally come to worry about my little sisters and boys." He said with a little chuckle and looked around to see a girl and a boy who looked of some sort of royal bloodline. "Hmph." Duncan muttered and walked on without stopping.

"Ok see you later!" Duncan called as the younger werewolves went to the elementary and middle schools. "Hey lets go!" The other eldest wolf called and snuggled up against Duncan. "Ok lets just get to class." He said happily as he dropped her off at her classroom and continued to his own.

Two tiny floating girls appeared from the building in seemingly big hurry. As they hurriedly flew past them one of them mistakenly bumped into Zita. The incident did not last more than a few seconds as the second floating girl shouted to the other to pick up the pace. Distracted by the sight of the two familiars, Raphael's eyes followed the two after they went back towards the first building they came out of, this time they were carrying something up to a window. He caught a glimpse of a blond haired girl opening the window to let them in. Raphael really didn't have any special thoughts on the the event as he continued walking forward staring towards the window absentmindedly.

His thoughts were soon focused however after hearing a series thuds that sounded like things falling to the ground. Looking over back to his sister he saw her having been knocked to the ground by a girl with white hair. The girl quickly apologized in a frenzy and tried to make amends by helping Zita from the ground. Slowly but surely Raphael continued his normal pace until he got to where the two had fallen over.

Still having so free space on his person to carry some luggage, he began picking up the pieces of luggage that his sister dropped after the collision. He picked up everything save the violin case his sister was carrying, instead choosing to pick up the white haired girls school bag to politely offer it to her. Raphael silence was not because he did not enjoy talking it was more a manner of that there was not much for him to say in this situation, besides his sister would do more than enough talking for the both of them.

Zita growled, "What the hell is with this school? I get ran into twice and my day wasn't already good to start with." She was pretty much just muttering to herself. She didn't even pay attention to the student that had knocked her down. She stayed on her knees, allowing her brother to grab her other things except for her violin that she grabbed and opened up. She quickly opened the case to pull out the violin inside. It didn't seem like anything was broken except for a few strings and the bridge had collapsed. She shook her head and looked at Raphael "Brother, remind me to tell mother and father about this, I am going to need replacements for the extra strings I have, I am running out." She then carefully set the violin in her case and pulled off the broken strings and the bridge was placed in a different compartment to be fixed later. She then closed the case and stood back up, with her violin case and grabbed her things from her brother, not really wanting him to carry all of her things on top of his own.

She looked at the late student that was mumbling to herself and rolled her eyes "Just go to class before your teacher kills you." Zita muttered as she brushed herself off. She then walked right passed the girl with nothing else and headed to the main office to get her forms. She didn't want to stay around people any longer, she didn't need anything worse to happen. She walked into the office, "Excuse me, My brother and I are the new students, saddly our parents couldn't make it with other business to attend to. We were left to take care of everything ourselves, I believe my parents had already sent in the all the forms that required any of their concent." Zita said oddly very proper instead of her normal disrespectful tone. It was just the way she was sometimes to adults their first impression was this polite girl but they would be in for a surprise when they found out what she really was like. "If there is anything that still needs their signature I would be happy to send it to then."

"No, I think we have everything in order, you must be Miss. Ravenous, it is nice to have you at our school. Here is your schedule and your dorm number and everything else you would need." The secretary smiled handing Zita an envolope, that Zita took with a saying of gratitude. "And here is Mr. Ravenous' papers." The secretary added.

Zita nodded and grabbed the envolpe and handed it to Raphael "Shall we go find our dorms?" She asked.

Duncan opened the door to his classroom and sat down in a chair next to some blond girl that was looking out the window. "And where have you been Mr.Reese?" The teacher asked with a scowl on his face. "Do you really care or are you trying to hurt students emotionally again? Do you want another law suit?" Duncan asked and smirked at his previous law suit that was filed against the school which awarded Duncan and his family the under ground system. "Well um so back to the lesson." The teacher said and turned his attention to the bored as Duncan started to sleep in class.

*Dream*

The date was April 14 1912. Location The S.S. Titanic, First class room 115. "Good boy, that's my little were-pup." Duncan's mother cooed as the ship drifted side to side. Suddenly a large crash ripped through the entire ship and alarms sounded. "Duncan lets go!" Duncan's father said and woke the sleeping pup up. The wolf family made it to the edge of the ship near the edge of a icy land mass. Duncan and his father jumped off the ship in there were-forms and waited for the mother, but once she turned a Human called,"Wolf!" and shot her. "MOM!" Duncan called as his father grabbed the skin on his neck and dragged him into the Arctic tundra.

*Dream over*

Duncan took in a deep gasp and looked around he was still in class. Only ten minutes passed since he fell asleep. "Damn." He muttered and looked at the blond girl next to him, closing his eyes just to get a light rest.

Alice had watched the boy come in and scorn the teacher. It was brave and majestic but yet maybe that was just her swooning over a guy. She blushed and glanced away before taking a deep breath and reaching into her bag. She pulled out the wrapped chocolate she had made specially for him. Of course she had made cookies but she wanted to give chocolate to a guy she liked just once in her life time.

She reached over and tapped his shoulder. Keeping her voice down to a whisper she spoke ignoring her blush and trying to keep her emotions calm. "U-um...Mr. Reese. I would like to give you these. It's for the welcoming of the new students and I gave cookies to all the other students..ah I mean well I just wanted to give you chocolate because I figured you might like that more." She held out the decorated bag and closed her eyes hoping he would take it even after she had rambled on and on. Excuses excuses! she thought. She could feel Shanghai peek out at the boy probably sensing her embarrassed emotions. She opened her eyes gazing at him. "Sorry to impose this on you, I just hoped to make someone happy."

"Hm?" Duncan muttered and opened his eyes fixating on the chocolate she gave him. "You do realize that I am part dog and dogs can die if they eat chocolate." He sighed and took the candy's, but gave a smile. "Thanks for the gesture tho." He said with a big happy grin on his face. "I should probably keep these out of sight or the pups might get to them, and that would be cataclysmic." He muttered and put the bag on the floor next to his backpack. Duncan looked over at her with a slight thankful look and closed his eyes once more grabbing a small ball out of his bag and gave it to the girl. "Hold on to that will you?" He said and instantly fell asleep like he always did in class.

She grimaced. Taking the ball and rolling it around in her hand she sighed and looked up to the ceiling cursing herself.

Darn my clumsiness! Darn me! What is this ball anyways? Eh, whatever but why?! I just wanted to give chocolate to the man I like and yet I end up poisoning him. I knew i should have went with a strawberry cake. I knew it! I don't even have any more excuses to make for poison. Arrest me now, for I have sinned! I have, almost, taken the life of my lover! Wait, lover? Shouldn't that be like..Oh dear no. I'm chaste! Erase these poisonous thoughts from my mind! Muaha...Oh dear I think I got a little off track there. Anyways where was I? Oh, yes, curse my dark horridness!

She huffed and raised her hand to her forehead. Her ramblings usually would have given her a headache but this time it was simply a matter of emotion conflict. It was a bit exaggerated but it made it feel better. Like perhaps she was a Victorian princess wanted by all and yet the man she loved wouldn't even glance at her. Which is impossible for me, sadly I don't have the looks of a princess. She sulked at the thought then shrugged. She wondered where the two new students had gone off too. Had they gotten lost? Oh it was something to worry about. She glanced to Shanghai and Hourai as they peered up at her questioningly. They were probably wondering what was up with all the emotional changes and expressions. She wanted to send them to find the students but she gave up on the idea soon enough figuring she'd had enough embarrassment already. She shook her head and smiled brightly down to the two dolls, maybe too brightly, but all was well is what she meant to say. She thought back to the conversation. At least he had thanked her. Her hopes and dreams could be nourished enough on that. Just, next time, no chocolate. She nodded pleased with the new plans floating around in her mind.

Boring, boring, boring...it's damn boring here! Just stop talking and let us all off early, would you? Ken screamed in his mind, his gray eyes coming into slits of displeasure. He was usually quite patient, quietly sitting in the class, faithfully waiting for the clock in the classroom to indicate the time that the lesson were supposed to end. However, today seemed to be another one of his restless days.

Picking up his pen, again he spun it with his pale fingers, this time in a continuous motion, as though his fingers acted as a pivot for the pen's endless rotations. If the pen had life, it would have probably pleaded for him to show mercy, wailing as it turned in accordance to centripetal force. But then, it was just an ordinary inanimate object. If things like this happened, life would not be deemed monotonous to Ken then, as he would resort to torturing those objects even more, observing their ridiculous little expressions and reactions to keep him occupied for a while as he endured lessons in class. Gah, I need to get out of here. He looked around in the class. Everyone was so attentive, except for him. Ugh, these people are no fun. He stared at the clock and then at the teacher. He would soon become insane if he were to stay any much longer. He seriously needed a walk to put his restlessness at bay.

"Excuse me Sir. I need to go to the washroom." Ken stood up and spoke politely. The teacher eyed him curiously, wondering if the boy was planning to ditch his class. This boy was smart no doubt, having excellent grades even though he was always not attentive in class, but the teacher did not see this as a solid reason for that purpose. However, seeing Ken's innocent and sincere-looking face, he gestured with a hand in approval. "Go now if you must, Mr. Damien." The teacher did not intend to remind him to return as early as possible, for he knew that Kenneth Damien was not one who would obey such orders, unless the orders were issued by his father.

"Thank you Sir." Ken smiled and walked out of the class, feeling as free as a prisoner who had just left the prison. Now that he was no longer confined to the lesson, his sense of restlessness vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Well, he was now free to roam about in the academy, except that he had to keep himself out of the discipline teacher's sight. Great, perhaps I should have a look at the new toy and her relative and see what are they up to now. They should be at the dorm I guess, he thought happily.

Grinning to himself, Ken moved towards the dormitory. He could not wait to play with his new toy.

"MR.REESE!" The teacher yelled after realizing Duncan was asleep. "1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue, or so it seems!" Duncan said startled and answered the only question he knew off the top of his head. "You are excused Mr.Reese no hope in teaching the unteachable." The teacher said and opened the door. "Ow that hurt my feelings." Duncan said and turned his attention to the blond haired girl," Just keep holding on to that orb for me, and thanks for the chocolate." Duncan grabbed his bags and left the room.

After walking around a bit, Duncan slipped into the underground walkways. He went into a old tunnel that he hasn't used in 30 or more years, back when he started coming to this school. Duncan popped up on of the holes and looked around for his ex girlfriend. "Oh yeah she graduated ten years ago that's why we split up." He said and looked out the window to see that royal family walking toward the empty dorm. "I best get out of here." He said and dove back down the dirt hole and covered the door that led into the tunnel.

Alice looked to the teacher then to the departing student. Why was Duncan being excused? She had been rambling when the teacher's scream startled her into nonexistent tears. She tilted her head hearing Duncan say something about the ball. Orb? What now? "Oh..Okay, Sure." She nodded and tucked the orb away into her bag with Shanghai and Hourai. She stared at it for a minute before closing the bag again.

She huffed and looked to the window. No one had arrived yet to the class and even worse many people were being excused to the teachers ignorance. Ignorance was certainly not a virtue! She didn't know if it was a sin either but she gave a small glare to the teacher before looking back to the window. One of these days she was going to curse him so that all his girlfriends and friends turned out to be horrible people or even worse, curse him so that every time he was touched by someone or talked, he would break out in warts. She giggled under her breath a smile lighting up her face. She thought it was funny to think such things considering she was a pretty neutral witch. Plus there was the fact that most people didn't like witches because most legends about them involved curses or some type or spell that had to be broken by the impossible. She didn't like others considering her in the faction of 'those types' of witches. It was just rude and harmful. She liked to be considered a friend, not a cruel unbidden witch who killed every one who dare talk to her. It wasn't right to be mischievous where you shouldn't be.

Zita sighed knowing her brother didn't talk much, and just decided that she would just start heading to the dorms. She figured that if her brother wanted to go as well he would come along, if he wanted to do something else then she would be alone. She figured though that he would want to know where her dorm was in case of anything, and she wanted to know as well, since the dorms were obviously split between genders. Zita figured that it was best for them to know the other's dorm just in case there was trouble or anything else, and for the fact that they were pretty close. Of course Zita was really close with her brother since it wasn't like she saw her parents much but she always hung out with her brother when she had the chance. Then again as she grew older she became a bit more independent and started getting into her own trouble, and not exactly acting like she was told a princess was supposed to act like. That was how she worked when someone tells her that she is supposed to do something else she does the opposite, just to show them that royalty didn't mean she was going to act like others told her to act.

She opened her envelope as she headed towards the girl's dorms and pulled out all of the papers flipping through them to find her dorm number. When she finally found it she took the time to memorize it and then stuff the papers back into the envelope. She looked at the school and sighed, she seriously was going to stay here until she graduated, this wasn't a very happy time for her. She wasn't going to be happy much after her day already going pretty bad to worse, Zita really hated this whole school idea, then again it wasn't like her parents ever told her she had to be good. She smirked mischievously as she thought of everything she had been planning to do, since she heard about her parents sending her and her brother to this school.

Zita walked into the dorms searching for the right room and walked into the one that matched the number she had memorized on the paper. It was obviously her room as the room was empty except for the school provided furniture. She sighed "I guess there isn't much I can do about this now." She was pretty much talking to herself at this point and set her things down. She figured that she would unpack later, the most important thing to her right now was to fix her violin. She opened her case and stared at the damage, it was an easy fix but it was quite annoying that it had gotten broken in the first place. She carefully started to repair the collapsed the bridge and then started to replace the broken strings. She knew that now she would have to tune it but she wasn't in any hurry to do any of this so she just absent mindedly started to take a cloth and dust off the rest of the violin. It was something she did when she wanted to kind of think on her own without worrying about the rest of the world.

Melissa sighed heavily as she stood there, the girl completely walking away and she seemed a bit snobby to her. Not feeling up to going to class anymore she morphed into a dog once again, running to her room. She was really tired and she could always get her notes from someone else, her grades were good enough to skip just one day. As she ran, she saw some of the 'Skippers' as she called them. They really shouldn't even be at the academy if all they were going to do was hang at the school and not attend any of the classes. She growled quietly to them as she ran by, getting some strange looks and mumbled questions of why there was even a dog on campus. When the stairs were in sight she stood on her hind legs and morphed back into her human form. "Nice, should do that more often..." She mumbled to herself at how fast she got there and walked up the stairs slowly.

When arriving in her room, Melissa threw her backpack on the floor and sat down on her bed. Staring out the window as she waited for the bell to ring at the school, it shouldn't be too long before the courtyard fills up once again. Slowly she fell into a ball on the bed and played with her long white hair with intent eyes. She really wanted to dye her hair another color but she felt unique with such natural white hair. She then sat up, thinking of herself as a lunatic for spending so much time conversing with herself in her head. Giving a great sigh as she stood up, she got one of her textbooks out of her bag and began to study. She knew what they were learning today but she found it interesting but she grew bored and slammed the textbook shut. "Just perfect..." She looked at her clock then, reading the time and just looked at her feet. I wonder how Kenneth is doing.. She thought to herself with a smile as she began to daydream and forgot her surroundings for a moment.

The girl took her bag from him and ran off without so much as a word of acknowledgment of his presence, he found it strange to think that his sisters words were so harsh that she would ignore him. He didn't take it personally however and simply stood there after she shifted into a dog and ran in the same direction as his sister, Raphael simply allowed the events to unfold before him without any interference. Even when taking this laid back attitude he was a bit displeased that the girl left in such a hurry, not because she didn't acknowledge him, but because he did not get a chance to apologize for his sister and now that girls first impression was not a very good one. Soon he realized that he was thinking about it to much and that his sister had left him behind after handing him an envelope. Sighing at that fact that his sister left him behind he continued forward following the direction she and the girl who turned into a dog had gone.

It took a while for him to reach the girls dorm at his laid-back pace, but he arrived there nonetheless. If anyone knew exactly who he and her sister were, they would think they would care about public image a great deal. Raphael would shatter this idea by walking into the girls dorm with bags still in tow, looking for his sister. He needed only to follow the sound of a person tightening the string on a violin in the silent hallway to find his sisters dorm room, it also help that hers was the only door open as well. He peered into the room from the hallway to see Zita polishing her violin quietly. Making a note of her dorm number before entering the room he sat a little bit away from her on the bed. "Are you still mad little sister?" he asked in a calm soothing voice.

Zita had only looked up when she saw her brother enter her dorm, but she was back to cleaning her instrument of dust and rozen. There was a moment of silent in the room after her brother had asked a simple question if she was still mad. She sighed and sat her violin down into its case and looked at Raphael. "Am I still mad? Are you seriously going to ask me if I am still mad? Of course I am mad, there is no still about it!" Zita growled and stood up slamming the door, so that the voices would be muffled. She was used to doing the same thing at home, it was so when she was yelling there wouldn't be much commotion from outside bothering her rants. She glared at her brother for a moment and decided to go on with what she was saying.

"Why the hell shouldn't I be mad? Our parents send us away to this stupid school just to get us out of the place and then they don't even bother to say goodbye! I don't care if they were busy, when are they not? They can take the time to go off and say something to their children before we went off! They don't care about us at all, I don't care how many times you say that they do care, they don't." Zita sneered, as she paced around the room. "Of course we get here and two people run into me and then my violin almost breaks. I'm just having a bad day." Zita sighed as she continued to pace around the room.

Raphael was almost fully prepared for Zita to burst though he would have liked to get his things to his room before this conversation, but there wasn't anything he could do about it now. Sitting there he listen to his sister with a calm expression on his face, following her movements as she paced back and forth endlessly. Her complaints were the same as always and the older she got the more passionate she became about voicing them. When she was done with her rant it was his turn to come up with a counter argument, it was fortunate that he had a basic outlined planned already.

"Zita I know that you always hated our parents for never having the time to raise us as children, but you have to understand that no matter what you think of them, they still love us. The biggest thing that your are overlooking is that this is essentially a new start for you. Don't think i didn't catch you smirking earlier, you already know that they didn't make it a point for you to be on your best behavior. I know you little sis, I know you so well that i am willing to bet you have already made at least half a dozen plans on how to have fun here. So calm down and be happy that angry scowl you are wearing doesn't suit my cute little sister." Raphael stood near the end of his counter argument, putting his hands on her shoulders to stop he from pacing around. "Though don't try anything that will make me worry to much. For my sake at least." he added on to the end while waiting for her reaction.

Ken was walking leisurely with his hands in the pockets of his trousers when he saw the two new students and another girl, whom he recognised as his childhood friend, Melissa, the shapeshifter. His sharp sense of smell told him that the new students were in fact, vampires, the very same species as he was. Vampires, eh? Interesting...he thought as he watched the scene unfolded before his gray eyes; Melissa bumping into the new girl, the new girl looking pissed and going off towards the girls' dorm with her damaged violin, and the new male student whom the new girl addressed as her brother standing as straight as a statue with their luggage. I see, so that boy is her brother. He looks like her servant though, allowing her to order him around like that. Hmm, interesting people, especially the new girl...He smirked. He really liked the way the girl spoke, with an air of haughtiness yet it sounded as though she was only an ordinary person, although from her arrival earlier, it was clearly known to everyone in the school that she and her brother were no average people.

Ken continued watching behind a pillar as Melissa mumbled something to the girl before transforming into a brown dog and running off towards her room. Sigh, as expected of Melissa always. Growing up together, Melissa had always been a careless girl, either forgetting things or being late for classes. She was one girl that Ken had treated like a little sister with kindness and sincerity, partly because Ken liked her innocent and straightforward nature. Other girls were different; most were only after his family's wealth, some after his looks. He found that it was difficult to look for a girl who saw him as what he was. I bet this new girl here is also the same as the rest, with her arrogant attitude, he thought as he noticed the girl's brother moving towards the girls' dorm. Which is why she would do as my new toy.

Walking silently, Ken followed after the boy and soon reached the girl's room. Hiding behind another pillar, he quietly observed as the boy entered his sister's room and spoke to her. His brotherly voice, though calm and soothing, seemed to sound heavy with concern, as though the girl had hurt herself very badly. Seconds later, the girl replied in an angry voice and slammed the door of her room. Whoa, this girl's a little wilder compared to the other girls. Hmm, even more interesting. Guess I won't be bored then. What an energetic toy. He gave a smug look. Now, he just needed a way to get closer to both of them before he could play games with his toy.

Straightening his posture, he went up to the door and knocked a few times. "Excuse me, is the new student in here?"

Zita sighed her brother starting to talk about how this was supposed to be a new start. She shook her head, she wasn't overlooking that, her parents had said it a lot during her arguments. A new start? How was that going to help anyone? She wanted to be back home where she was supposed to be not at some school that clearly already knew they were different, they weren't given a new start she was sure that rumors were already going around that they were deffinatly not just regular students. Zita looked at her brother, she figured that he wouldn't let her just go on, he always had to bring the other side into this, and that wasn't exactly what she wanted. "A new start isn't what we need, I just want-" Zita was then cut off by someone knocking at the door. Instead of looking straight in her brother's eyes she looked over to the door.

Who ever it was was male that was easily heard, and he was asking for the new student. Zita looked at her brother for a moment, her face emotionless now, neither angry or happy. "I should get that." Zita said blankly refering to the fact that her brother was holding onto her shoulders. She figured it wasn't a tight grip so she just pushed away to walk towards the door. She figured that it was some kind of welcoming that she really didn't need to hear at the moment, she wasn't in a happy mood and people just seem to be making it worse. She opened the door and looked at the guy that didn't look anything else but another student that went to the school and a guy at that. She didn't exactly like that at all but she decided to ignore it at the moment. "What?" Zita muttered.

Not friendly eh? was Ken's first thought as he was greeted by the new girl in a manner that clearly showed her being annoyed. Bowing slightly before her, he gave an apologetic smile before talking to her in a fine manner. "I'm truly sorry for disturbing you, but I just happened to witness Melissa bumping into you a while ago. I was wondering if she had gotten you hurt anywhere, and I would like to apologise on her behalf. Melissa could be like that at times, she didn't see where she was going, but she didn't intend to rush into you like that. I apologise once again." He ended with another bow. Smiling kindly, Ken said to the new girl. "By the way, I'm Kenneth Damien. You can just call me Ken. Well, since I'm here now, allow me to extend a warm welcome upon your arrival here. I hope you have an enjoyable time in this academy." Then he pretended to look confused. "Well, I thought I saw a male student with you earlier. Or was it that my vision had failed me?"

Then he saw the new girl's brother standing behind her. Keeping his smile, he gave a slight bow before extending a hand out to him. "So I was right after all. Welcome, I'm Ken. If there's anything you would like to ask, feel free to forward the questions to me. I'll try my best to help you out."

Zita rolled her eyes "That's great, we don't need any help and I don't care about apologies. If you are really concerned, you should be more concerned about your friend skipping class. If I remember correctly students are severly punished for skipping classes if caught and I already heard her talk about how she was worried about her tardiness. So, why don't you go over there and talk to her instead of bothering two people you don't even know. " Zita growled and slammed the door in the guy's face. She then turned and sat down on her bed, she wasn't interested in any kind of apologizing or helping, she could figure this stuff out for herself. If she needed help she would find out the hard way instead of asking for it, and as for apologies they were never from the heart if someone else is the one to say it. She grabbed her violin once again and plucked the strings to hear if they had gotten out of tune from just a moments neglect. She sat it back down when she realized she was doing the same thing she did everytime she wanted to either cool down or just have something to do. She put her violin away and looked at Raphael.

"We better at least get your things to your dorm before figuring out our classes." Zita muttered as she stood from her bed and looked at her brother waiting for him to say something.

Raphael smiled slightly at Ken's politeness and just before Zita slammed the door on him he moved his lips to say that he was sorry without letting out a sound. As Zita moved back to her bed still angry and very much showing it in her movements, Raphael produced the envelope that contained the information he need about the academy. The first and foremost letters printed on the papers inside where the number of his dorm room. Zita spoke up as he was looking at the envelope she wanted him to get his things to his room before they went searching for their classes together, though even as she said this she was far from calm. "Yes, I suppose we should. However, Zita we are still not done talking about this." he said as he picked his items from the floor after tucking the envelope back into his jacket. This time he was the one to begin moving first as he opened the door and strode out into the hallway his luggage in hand.

Ken seemed to have left for the time being, even a strange could see how angry his sister was after and exchange like that. Though Raphael had regretted that his sister was acting as such there was not anything he could do about his first impressions on her now. He would have to apologize to him if he ever saw him again, ideally he should get Zita to do so, but that was a whole different challenge in the state she was right now.