Snippet #2345774

The morning was tiresome, and not to mention long and annoying; yet, she still tried to trek on up into the school from the huge twirling path from the arching gate in the front.
When Ava woke up and lugged her dead weight out of the bed, the first thing she saw when she opened her door, was her mother and Charles, her vampire step-dad, sucking each other’s faces and if that wasn’t enough; another car had literately, smashed itself into the side of her poor, old red and blue Ford truck. And of course, the driver just had to be a vampire with no insurance or claim, and of course, since Charles was a bleeping vampire himself, he refused to press any kind of charges. So, without much of a choice, Ava was then forced to drive two hours in a silent and tense car with the same man who brainwashed her mom to move away from Albany and into this shit pile of a state.

To say her mood was sour this morning, was a somewhat understatement; but no matter, because once she entered her dorm, Ava was planning to sleep off this morning’s incident and eat six whole servings of cupped noodles to drown her troubles. From now on, she’d be far away from that blood sucking mosquito and the convenient location of the school, was only thirty miles away from her mother’s workplace; and since her mom worked twelve hours, Ava hoped she was able to visit her when she didn’t have school. That of course, would only be accomplished when her truck would come back from the shop, which, in her hoping mind, would be by this Friday.
She lugged her small suit case up the steps, already annoyed with it clicking against the cement steps and although she’d hate to admit it, the school was pretty bleeping nice- not to mention freaking huge.

Even the inside of the school was huge and quite beautiful; students of all sorts of ages bustled around her as she walked forward, her head turning every degree and looking at every face. She felt like she was in a movie. It was hard enough for Ava to try to prevent her feet from gluing to the ground, and even harder to keep herself from walking in circles in the lobby, but when she got into one of the large hallways, she practically did her happy dance of jumping up and down and flinging her arms everywhere. Before she went on, deep into exploring the school’s guts, Ava stopped and reached into her bag, fishing out a piece of paper that had a map with purple dots and red circles; while the map was indeed, poorly drawn thanks to the lack of technology in her house, it was obvious that it was indeed, a map of the school with her classes and dorm scribbled out onto it.
With everything all set, Ava started off into the deep abyss of the school, hoping the inevitable of not getting lost.

Which, within the twenty minutes she’d been walking, she did just that, though, her mood changing from sour to an active St. Mt. Helen wasn’t due to the fact that she was lost; but more due to the hostility of the various people around her. Once, she had asked for directions, and the guy totally blew her off, walked away and not even three feet from her, began to talk to his friend about her! Twice, she was given that, ‘gross, it’s her’ look, and four different times, she was told to screw off by a teacher and three different students! That’s right, a teacher (while he didn’t directly say, it sure did sound like that to Ava); the one who was supposed to be helping the new students. Ava could feel her own shoulders shaking from the building anger and she could hear the crinkling of the paper from her grip. How the hell did these bleeping students know that Ava wasn’t some kind of executive producer’s daughter of some sort? What if she was a daughter to someone with a lot of power who could easily bulldoze this school to dust? While that was extremely far and way off, Ava was still mad at the fact of how mean and shitty the people where here. Assholes.
She didn’t need their help; if they were going to be that way, then fine. Ava was positive that she would be able to find the dorms by tomorrow morning, and if she still didn’t find them by then, then she didn’t need to go to this school. With stomping feet, Ava jerked her suit case to her heels and scuffed off down the hallways.

It didn’t take very long until she hit the darker and frankly, shadier parts of the school; though, the stench of musty mold was in the air as soon as she crossed the renovation lines, there was no mold in sight- not even on the floorings. Ava stopped in her tracks and looked up over her head, the lights where flickering on and off, practically on their last leg, while the ceiling tiles where stained with brown, green and dark liquids that had long dried up. Some of them where cracked, while many of the tile where missing all together. Her eyes shot down the dusty and old windows down to the stained carpets and the mice-holes at the floorboard. Note to self: She thought, pulling her map so she could see it. Don’t eat snacks in the dorms.
Ava wasn’t able to tell if she was going the right way, but she was pretty certain the dorm she was located in was down here; oh goodies. Not as if her day was going to get any worse than this, right? What else could happen, would a vampire come up to her and try to become friends? Because, you know, they are just the friendliest little buggers out here.

After bypassing a bathroom and public shower-room- which she assumed to be the girl’s shower due to the cracked in half girl-in-skirt symbol barely hanging onto the door frame. She also passed a few rooms, the doors where closed but the light that seeped underneath the cruddy and uneven door frame told her she wasn’t completely alone in this horrid place.
Once she got to her specific dorm number, Ava was completely shocked at the sight; don’t get her wrong, Ava isn’t spoiled and can adapt to anything after she’d spent the first week in it, but this was completely unfair. Upon jerking her door open, dust exploded from the room, causing her to cover her mouth and nose and squint through the debris that had leaked out of the room. She fanned the dust away as she took another step, stepping right into a huge cobweb whose owner probably died long ago.

The wallpaper looked droopy and sad, they sagged down and practically tore themselves open; revealing a quite ugly and beat up looking wooden underneath. Ava didn’t trust the room quite enough to let go of her nose, so she kept her hand glued to it as she made her way further inside the room. She let go of the small suit case, allowing it to keep the door open as she swung her hand in front of her, clearing the cobwebs with it. There was a dresser, a desk with a matching nightstand next to the small, and new looking mattress that sat low into the spring frame. The window that was directly over it wasn’t as bad as it had been outside, but it still needed some major cleaning none the less.
Afraid she might find worse if she dared looked through the dresser and nightstand, Ava stuck to the wobbly and cheap plastic yard table they called a desk- which, by the way, had a missing chair.

Ok, now this was just plain old bleeping crazy! Wasn’t she a student? Ava wasn’t even in a scholarship as much as her mom and Charles paid to get her into this school, so why the hell were the bleeping dorms so bleeping shitty?! She bit into her palm, trying to control the rage that was slowly building up, and without much thought, Ava cranked her leg back and kicked the bed frame; which actually wasn’t as solid as it looked. A loud clank echoed throughout her room as the bed frame collapsed, causing the mattress to sink and crash down at the foot of the bed. The sides of the frames fell away from the spring-bottom and the mattress slid off of the frame and stopped at Ava’s foot.
Now, even Ava’s anti-blushing skin flushed with a shade of angry and irritated red; her eyes watching the still mattress that she was now certain was brand new- wasn’t that a plus? At least her bed was brand new, right? Ava tried to find her happy place and closed her eyes for slight second; who needed a bed frame anyways, they were totally going out of style. The people in Asia don’t even need a mattress to sleep on. Ok, Ava had to admit, that did calm her down a little, but not enough to stop her from snapping at anyone if she so happened to leave at the moment.

After a few calming breaths into her palm, she voted that it was now safe to breath in the air; Ava examined the room once more and decided that it wouldn’t be that bad of a room if she vacuumed and expected the nightstand and dresser- which, as you may be able to tell by now, she wasn’t too excited about. If she could be able to fix, or even dismantle the bed fame, perhaps even store it in one of the drawers, then maybe this place wouldn’t be all that bad; at least they were nice enough to get her a new mattress. The musty smell, she hoped, would probably disappear if she was able to get her hands on some Fa-breeze.
Even with this though in her mind, Ava still couldn’t get the bad taste of having a crappy dorm; did every student have this? She sure as hell wondered about that, and for the first time in a while, she actually felt a little bit of pity for the vampires; if her dorm was like this, then what conditions where their dorms in? Poor little suckers.

Before Ava can get anything started- cleaning her ‘new’ dorm room that is- she was most definitely going to eat first; she hasn’t eaten in two hours, so she was practically starving. Ava turned from her standing position and headed towards her bag, rummaging through it until she pulled out what she’d been wanting ever since she ate her cereal breakfast- cupped noodles; two to be exact. She figured she’d cook both of them now, and eat one while she was in the cafeteria and eat the other on her way back to the dorm.
Without another thought, Ava pushed her bag out of the door’s way, and shuffled the noodles in her hand before closing the door, or well, more like trying to close it.

She made her way through the halls, and with her drawn map in her hand, gratefully made it out of the cruddy dorm area, walking in the direction of which she hoped to be the cafeteria’s. As Ava approached the door to the cafeteria, a cute girl strutted out of the doors. Now that Ava thought about it, this is a school for vampires as well, yet, she had ceased to meet any of the kind; maybe they separated the two on different ends of the school, or perhaps she did see them, but didn't take notice? Whatever it was, she couldn’t imagine the girl in front of her was a vampire; perhaps it was the pretty tan that made her think the girl was far from being a vampire. Or maybe it was just because that she had short hair too. One thing that did throw Ava off was the cards around the girl’s belt; they looked like tarot cards Ava would often play with when she was younger.
While she never was a fan of them, she’d often do them with her father (even though she did not understand them, at all); maybe that was what compelled Ava to stop in her tracks with a wide smile, hoping the girl wouldn’t give her the same hostile attitude everyone else was giving her and say, “Hello.”