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Clara looked around at her new 'home.' It didn't look too friendly, though it did seem tranquil. With a sigh, Clara walked up the huge flight of stairs to the big wooden ornate doors. She pushed them open with all the strength she had.
They're bloody heavyShe thought. Note to self: Always follow people out the door so they hold it open. Clara had one iPod headphone in as she walked over to the reception desk. The woman behind it was plump, and had a mass of ginger curly hair, making her look a bit like one of those hobbits from The Lord of the Rings.
The hobbit lady didn't seem to realise Clara was there, so she hit the top of the desk, making the woman jump.
"Sorry, dear." She said, looking dazed. "Name, please."
"Clarisse Mason." Clara said, mumbling her full name, hoping no-one would hear. The hobbit woman reached behind her, in a file which said 'half-breeds' on it.
Huh, nice.She thought. When the woman handed her the schedule and the dorm key, Clara took them gently, muttering a thanks before heading to Room 52.

(Can I be your room mate?)

Damion stared outside of the school entrance. He gazed at how big it was and thought how he wouldn't fit in like his family. He gave out a disappointing sigh and hoisted hid back pack on his shoulder and walked into his new home. He started thinking about the bright sides. First; he was away from his family. Second; well at least now he try to get out of his shell. But that was it. He couldn't think of any other good side into this.

He went to the lady behind the counter to register his name.
"Name?"
"Damion Alucard." He answered monotonously.
The lady tapped her pen against the table unsure where to put his name. She frowned pointing her pen on Human then at Vampire.
"Human...." He said quietly making the choice for her
It was embarrassing for him to be a human. The Alucard name is a famous pure Vampire bloodline, and he had to ruin it by being human.
He nodded his hand greatfully taking his schedule and the dorm key. He snapped the chain from his pants and used it to hang on the key. He slipped the chain around his neck hiding the key in his shirt.
I guess I should head to my dorm first... He thought to himself walking quietly to his dorm

Bella stood in line at the receptionists office, staring absentmindly around the room. It was grey and dull, not what you'd expect for an office in a 'special school'. She watched the guy in front of her walk off, seeming to blush a little. He was a little cute but Bella had no interest in boys, especially humans.
'Next' the lady behind the counter snapped. Clearly, first day of school wasn't her favourite. Her mind was very open, even for a human, and Bella could read it quite easily.She hated having this kind of power; she felt as though it invaded peoples' privacy but it did have its perks. Plus she enjoyed studying the subject.
'Name?' The lady said, clearly wanting this day to be over with and all these weird kids just get on with it.
'Bella.'
'Surname?'
Bella withdraw slightly at this question. The orphanage never knew her surname and never bothered to give her one, crappy, slack place it was.
'Um. I think it'd be down as Smith or something stupid like that.'
'Yep, Bella Smith. Errr, angel is it? Here you go.'
Bella got her schedule and key to her dorm. Of course, she got the smallest room at the end of the corrider - just her luck - and hardly no spare periods. Not that she minded having no free time, she didn't have anything to do other than read or practice spells.
She wondered up the hall, watching the otehr students practice spells and check out the other dorms, knocked on the door to her new room, and found it empty. She wondered inside, finding her stuff already there. After checking her schedule and seeing her first class was not for another hour, she pulled out her book and laid down on her bed to read it. After all, seeing as she was there first, she got to pick which of the three beds were hers.

It didn't take long before Damion arrived to his dorm. He slipped the neck lace of his neck and inserted in the door. He struggled at first as his bag kept falling off his shoulders. He finally unlocked the door and walked in. He pulled his key out slipping it around his neck again and looked around. There he saw a boy lying on his bed. "U-uh. s-sorry..." he said shyly. he looked down at his feet. "I-I didn't know some one was here already."

Seraphina critically looked over her new school "Hmm, not too bad. At least I won't be on my own." She sighed and headed into the building, struggling with her three massive suitcases. When she finally managed to get to the reception she put her suitcases down and winced slightly at the bright light, putting her hand to her head and pushing the massive sunglasses further up her nose.

"Note to self, don't get drunk the night before you start a new school." She muttered to herself before quietly barking,

"Excuse me!", Trying to get the attention of the woman behind the desk. When the woman looked up to her she smiled tightly, and rubbed her head slightly, "What can I help you with dear?" She asked politely, and Seraphina replied shortly "I'm new."

"Oh yes, of course, what's your name?"

"Fina...oh er, I mean Seraphina... D'Angelis." She mumbled to the woman, the woman instantly turned to her paperwork, hurriedly looking for her details.

"Umm... what being are you dear?" She asked frowning looking through her many files confusedly,

"Try Vampire, Angel, or half breeds." She told the woman boredly tapping her nails on the desk, 'Damn, stop being such a bitch. It's not her fault you've got a hangover... but I really want to go and sleep now.' She thought to her self as the woman looked through the files yet again.

"Ah yes here we go Seraphina Marie, Room 210. Heres the key, it's just to your left and up those stairs." The woman told her quite happily, handing over the key and pointing to the stairs. Seraphina winced when the woman said both her names and snatched the key, and picked up her large purple suitcases and struggled to get up the stairs. 'Oh sh*t, I'm being rude today. Get over yourself. It was only a matter of time before daddy sent you to boarding school. For special people too!' She thought to herslef yet again, and grunted as she dragged the heavy cases with a loud thump at each step of the stairs.

"You should have just brought one and then got the rest delivered." She uttered to herself angrily as the dragged the cases up the stairs. When she finally reached the first floor she let out a sigh of relief, and found her room. She opened the door tentively and wondered to herself if she would get a room mate.

"I guess this isn't as bad as it could be." She set her suitcases at the foot of the bed, nearest the window and belly flopped onto the bed removing her sunglasses, placing them on the bedside table, and closing her eyes contently, snuggling into the small bed, gradually falling asleep.

Clara sat in her room, after claiming the 'good' bed, though both were equally as bad. She layed down, looking out the window. Her stuff was all in one corner off the room, and she just couldn't be bothered to put it away yet. Clara took her schedule out of her pocket, scanning her subjects quickly. She smiled when she saw she had double music, latin and the magical subjects. But her smile faltered when she saw what she had first thing on a monday.
"PE?! What the hell?" She shouted out loud.

This was going to be fun. She thought to herself. I may just not get up in the mornings. With a smile, she stood up, put the shedule on the bedside cabinet, and walked over to the window. Thankfully, the room had a window seat. She sat down, surveying the view. It wasn't all that great to be honest. It just overlooked the huge courtyard with the picturesque fountain. Clara could see herself sitting down there in free periods, just relaxing or doing homework.
A good excuse: My homework fell in the fountain.She giggled slightly to herself, remembering her friends back home. No-one would have laughed at that. Oh well. Clara sat on the window seat, waiting to see if a roommate appeared.

Kyle read like he'd never read before in his life. He scarcely looked up from the wrinkled pages as he walked up large stairs that he barely even noticed. This habit scared a few people walking the opposite way that thought he might run into them or into a wall or into an open manhole and die, but so much practice at it practically gave him another set of eyes to watch the road. This time was different. Since his old book was burned by his mother his uncle had given him a brand new one before dropping him off here. It looked about the same on the outside, dark brown leather binding, thick like a dictionary, but it's contents were totally different. He was so wrapped up in reading that this time he failed to notice the large door in front of him.

"Gah!" Kyle grunted both the tip of his book and the tip of his head hit the wood simultaniously. He closed the book and scratched the abused spot on his head for a moment before pushing open the doors.

Walking up to the woman at the counter, she seemed anticipant of his arrival and quickly asked his name. "Kyle Abbot." He said shakily, he was nervous as all get out. It seemed kind of stupid to be going to a school to learn magic, kind of like Harry Potter he thought, but he was excited nevertheless. His uncle told him about the things he would learn, the things he would be able to do, and the friends he would make with passion, but Kyle was only excited about the first two. He never kept friends easily, they wanted to go out and play sports, he wanted to read. Heck even the other nerds who wanted him to play video games with him were left in the dust in favor of a certain leather covered book.

"Human are you?"

"Excuse me?" Kyle replied

"You look pretty pale, just making sure you weren't a vampire."

"Very funny", he mumbled.

The woman shrugged and began to rummage behind her. He's gotten it all before, vampire, loser, nerd, he was used to it, but it made him sad that the reputation was beginning to pour into his new life and he hadn't even been there a day. While she was searching through a file marked "Human", he noticed that a few of the files behind her were named differently, things like "Angel", "Vampire", and "Halfbreed".

"What do those mean?" Kyle said, "Is it some kind of codewords or something?"

"What are you talking abo-" The woman stopped and looked at the other files' labels. "Oh..." She rolled her eyes and gave a sigh, "I really don't have time to explain it all right now, but I'm sure you'll find out about them eventually." She handed him a schedule and key and shoed him on his way.

"Vampires? Angels? Halfbreeds? Human even? That's a funny way to catagorize a student body", he thought to himself. "Hold on", he thought and stopped midstep, "if this was kind of like Harry Potter then there could be other races, other beings that normal humans had no idea about and have been living in secret for centuries!" He kept on walking, this time talking out loud to himself "That's crazy, you're cought up in your books again. There's no such thing as vampires and crap like that."

Keara sighed, glancing around the Entrance hall, full of students before shouldering her way towards the crowds to stand before the plump, short receptionist, to tap quietly on the desk. Another sigh escaped her as knocked harder on the desk and raised her voice to shout "Excuse me Miss, I'm new". The woman looked up to ask "Vampire, Angel or Halfbreed? And Name." in a kind voice.

"Keara Lee. Erm I'm none of them...Not even sure if i'm human...I'm a shapeshifter ya'see" Keara said quitely to the desk waiting for her keys and papers to be handed over, her eyes watching as the shadow of the woman's hands pass over the desk, papers and keys into her own hand.

"Thanks" she muttered, turning her back and sliding throught the crowds, eager to be away from everyone that is until she was walking behind a skinny black haired guy who was a little bit taller than her, walking with a book in hand till she leaned forward, pulling the book lightly from his grasp. "Ya know you're supposed to keep your eyes on the road so you don't crash right?"

Bella read over her schedule again. PE? Is that normal? She thought about the sports they played at the orphanage, and shuddered. She was terrible at sports.
Maybe i'll skip it and read through my school books. she thought. And where are my roommates? That's odd. She imagined what it would be like to have a whole room to yourself for once. maybe she'd push the beds together and make a triple bed.
Maybe she should explore the grounds for a while? she stood up, stretched, and went cautiously into the crowded hall. There were some good-looking guys, most with dark hair like hers. Although she wasn't really into dating, she was a sucker for a cute goth. She made her way up the hallway, avoiding suitcases, and over-excited 'special' teens. She finally made it out, walked down the stairs and out the door into the warm sun and open, green gardens of the school. She found a small courtyard with a big tree in the middle. She sat bin the shade, rested her head against the trunk, and closed her eyes, enjoying the sun beat gently on her face. She smiled at this peace and new reading spot she had found. Maybe if i fall asleep, I'll miss PE. And maybe I'll have a roommate by the time i get back.

Kyle blinked as his eyes refocused from having his book pulled from his hands. His head snapped around and suddenly he was face to face with a girl he'd never met who had stolen his book. "Not if the steering wheel is more interesting." He replied, gently holding his hand out for his book. "Besides that, that book's really good. I can't take my eyes off it."

"I-i'm Damion...." He said sheepishly. He awkwardly took his hand and shock in slightly. He didn't look up at him. The whole time he kept his eyes at his feet.
I wonder what this guy is.
He doesn't look like a vampire...I'm not sure if he's an angel...
Maybe a ware wolf..I'm not sure...
I bet he already knows I'm human..

Keara Smiled slightly plcing the book back into his hand, "Even the best of drivers crash at times...see ya" She raised her hand slightly in a wave as she passed him and and headed towards the Dorm rooms. Pushing the key into the lock she shoved open the door and threw her small back pack onto a bed, only holding a few outfits and a few treasured possessions. A quick glance around the room showed that another girl had aleady taken one of the beds, leaving one for another girl. (Bella's room.)

Damion stared at his feet. "I'm a human...but I'm suppose...to be a...vampire..." His voice trailed off at the end. He knows how much a controversy it was when he was born.

He could remembered ever he'd meet a creature they would always say "So That's the human vampire." That's what they called him the human born into a pure blood vampire family. He was the dis grace of the whole vampire race.

He let out a soft sigh remembering this.

Clara was really bored sitting in her room. She still wondered if a roommate would appear, but was happy enough if one didn't. She decided to go out and sit by the fountain.
She picked up her iPod, and the book she was reading, called My way of life...It was about the life of a half vampire. Clara was only reading it because it was nothing like her life. She thought of it as humour.
Clara picked up her shoulder-bag and put the book inside. She put her iPod in, and changed the song to 'Fascination by Alphabeat', because it had been in her head for about a week.

Clara walked down the corridor, surveying the dreary hallway. The doors looked ancient. They were ornate like the big ones at the front, but peeling. She got to the big doors again, and used all her strength to push them.
I am so going to hate these fucking doors. She said. She didn't usually swear, but these doors were going to get on her nerves. She walked over to the fountain. There was a nice piece of grass facing the school where she decided to sit. Leaning against the hard fountain, Clara took out her book, gettting comfortable.

Damion was shocked at first but later relaxed. He shrugged. "Maybe..We're not sure..." He said shyly.
He chuckled lightly his cheeks turned light pink. He walked to the other bed and lay hay his bag at the edge of it. He got out a a sketch book and pencil. He leaned his back against the wall and pulled his leg s on the corner of the bed. He used it as table. He stared at the black page thinking of his next sketch.