Snippet #1503202

Kyle pushed his way through the crowd of highschoolers. As he walked into homeroom, he listened to the group of six girls whispering and giggling over how cute he was. Yeesh, it made him sick. They knew nothing about him, what he was, what he was capable of. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as Asher, the only other Underworlder in his homeroom walked in. A Vampire. And Kyle...he was a Lycanthrope. The two races were the High Races, yes, but that didn't stop them from hating each other. The two races were at each others' throats all the time. But for now, the two had to keep up human appearances. They had done well all year so far. And the two years before that. The two had always been civil to one another. Then, the human girl caught his eye. What was her name...? It escaped him. He was never good with names, especialy those of humans. All he knew was that this girl was...interesting, to say the least. She wasn't like the other girls that fawned over himself and Asher. Finaly, he nodded to the Vampire. "Asher." He said simply, and sat down.