• * “I had a fantastic night.” Said Ellen as Edwin (A young man who she had only met a week ago) walked her up to her front door, “The restaurant was beautiful and the food was exquisite.”. Edwin, a stunningly handsome boy no more then sixteen, with silken black hair and a gentlemanly disposition, gave her a dazzling smile. “ I should hope so. I do own the place. Are you quite sure that your mother won’t be angry that you stayed out this late?” He asked. Ellen smiled back. “No, She’s probably asleep already. The great lump.” She said rolling her eyes. Edwin took her hand. Ellen blushed as his lips brushed over it. What a gentleman, she thought. Then he flipped her hand over and bared his teeth. Ellen only had time to glance two of the sharpest canines she had ever seen before he struck! He dug his teeth into her wrist and felt her blood gush into his mouth. He was an expert at luring pray into his little traps.

    Her blood was delicious but the scream she let out was curtailing his. He had been doing this for almost two hundred years now, so whey would this one girl’s scream bother him so much? He couldn’t take it. He was loosing his mind over one simple life! This had never happened before. His instincts kicked into gear. This “thing” was bothering him and he didn’t like it! He acted without thinking. The vampire struck Ellen in the throat. She was out like a light. A single tear still rolling down her cheek. When Edwin lifted his lips from her palm, Ellen was quite pale. This hit Edwin hard. He had never actually killed anyone yet. But then again, He had never been so hungry. Watching Ellen eat “people food” and asking over and over again if Edwin was sure that he wasn’t hungry was torture. But this was horrible! He looked up. The sky was void of stars, all that was there was a blood-red moon. Blood-red like him. Edwin’s knees buckled.

    Four years later, Edwin still felt that pain, He had vowed never to drink blood again, but now he was about to go to school. He had never been in school because of the “condition” of being a blood thirsty yet irresistible creature. But his parents had seen his progress in self control since the starless night he came into the house and past out. He was outraged when he heard what his father was doing to him. “Don’t worry son. We’re doing this for your own good.” ‘My own good’, Edwin thought. They knew nothing. He would loath his father’s decision forever, because school was where he fell in love.
    On his first day, Edwin woke up to find a suitcase at the foot of the bed. Downstairs, his mother gave him his school uniform. ‘What rags!’ He said, “These are filthy! Am I really supposed to wear these all year?“ Edwin might have vowed never to drink blood again , but he very much disliked the humans. His mother gave him a stern look. “ You need to start respecting humans. To them, you are just a boy who doesn’t eat much.(Edwin had not told his parents about his vow)”
    “You never told me which school this is. I think I have the right to know that ahead of time.” His mother looked at him straight in the face. “It’s ‘Weatherby’s Academy for the Gifted’. It’s a co-ed…boarding school.” A boarding school! He’d never get threw a whole year with humans without going home.

    Edwin was told to go to “Howard Station” and to go to platform 11. “ Now go, quickly, or you’ll miss your train.” His mother advised him. Edwin rode his bike to the train station with his trunk of clothes swinging behind him. At the station, he boarded train 213, found an empty box, and set his trunk in the luggage compartment. He was gazing out the window at the people rushing to get to there trains, thinking how nice it would be if he could turn around that instant, when a girl came to the box door. “Is it ok if I sit here?” She asked, “everywhere else is full.”
    Edwin shook himself mentally. “Of course. Take a seat.”
    The girl sat across from him. She was rather pretty for a human, Edwin thought, With her silvery-blonde hair, button nose, and Safire eyes. At that moment, she was thinking the same thing about him. He was beautiful, with his silken black hair and chestnut eyes that penetrated into her very soul. He almost looked at if he could see what she was thinking, and when he spoke, it was like he was in perfect harmony with himself. A voice within a voice. “So, are you going to Weatherby’s too?” She asked, “I’m Juliet by the way.” She extended her hand. Edwin took it cautiously, as if it could bite him. Juliet noticed his gentle grip.
    “Edwin,” He said, “Edwin Miller at your service. And yes, I‘m going to Weatherbie‘s academy. ” Juliet looked at his hand. “Are you an artist? Your grip is so light.”
    “Oh, no, I’m not good with paint. I’m just accustomed to a lady’s hand” Edwin replied, “I have all sisters.” This of course, was a lie. Edwin had been an only child from the start.


    But vampires don’t have actual families, because vampires cannot reproduce. But they do take small and helpless children(like babies),and raze as their own. Edwin was the first child his “parents” took in. They where looking for a girl when they decided to sent Edwin to school.
    By the time the train got to the “Weatherby’s” campus, the box that Edwin was in was filled with girls. He paid no attention. He was used to being swooned over, and kept a conversation going with Juliet with minimal interruption. When they got the school, there where at least ten girls in the six seat box.
    The mob went out of the box car in a flood. Almost every one in the train got off at that spot, leaving a small old lady, a vary porky man, and the conductor.

    They walked out onto a platform, lined with lights that were on because it was dark out (The train went half-way around England). An old but strangely nimble-looking man with a mustache walked into the light.
    “Welcome children. I am Sam Weatherby, headmaster of this school.” He said in a slightly sing-song voice, “In one minute, you will walk into the grand hall of the school and given a dorm. While you’re here, the dorm will be your family. You will help others in it. Now, let’s go.”
    Everyone followed Weatherby into the huge castle-like building, and into a large room filled with tables. At every table there where about twenty students, all in different colored uniforms. Pushed along by the current of first-years, Edwin found himself right in front of a platform with one long table on it. This, he thought, must be the teacher’s table. Pro. Weatherby stood on the platform and called the students up one by one and given a dorm name. Edwin noticed that Juliet was put into Gambeldon Hall dorm, and a certain James Robin was too. A Polly Pillar was put in Longwood Hall, and a Rolf Finch was in Tillmore Hall.
    Then Edwin herd his own name called and he walked slowly onto the platform.
    “Edwin Hillwell…. Gambeldon Hall!”
    Edwin almost smiled, but remembered that if he smiled, he may show his fangs. Then his dorm table was pointed out to him and he went to sit down next to James.

    At the end of the sorting of the students, several men and women walked out with trays of food. Soon the sound of chattering and munching filled the hall. The aroma of steak and kidney pie and chicken was wonderful. Edwin had not eaten the sweats on the train and his parents had only packed him a thermos of rabbit, so he piled his plate high with buns and meat pies and lamb. He started to scarf down his mountain of food and when he looked up, Everyone at the table, (clad in bright red) Where staring at him. He proceeded very slowly. After eating two plates of food and downing three full glasses of water, Edwin sat back and listened to the head-master’s speech.
    “ Now that we are all fed and happy, I must set down some rules for our new students.” Pro. Weatherbie said, a little piece of chicken stuck in his beard, “ One, no one is to go into an apposing dorm. If you are in Gambeldon hall, you are not to go into Tillmore. Two, room 342 is off limits. Something is going wrong in that room. And Third, try your very best. We want you to enjoy this time, but we also want you to do well. That being said, let us go and get rested for the year ahead.” With that, Pro. Weatherbie clapped his hands and two people at each table (one boy, one girl), stood up and started for the door, followed by the other students. These where the prefects for each dorm, Edwin thought. He followed swiftly, not wanting to get mixed up with another dorm.

    They walked threw several corridors and up several flights of stairs. There where pictures all over the walls and even the sealing. All of past Weatherbies and there families. Eventually they got to large carving that looked like a cross between an arch and a door in the wall. The prefects pushed the carving and it opened like something had been holding its springs back. The students where awed by all this and had to shake themselves to realize that the doors where slowly closing behind the other students. As all the first-years clambered in, Edwin saw the room beyond. It had several couches and arm-chairs, a fireplace, shelves covered in books and papers, and several tables. When everyone was in the huge room, the boy’s prefect said, “ This is the Gambeldon common-room. The boy’s Dormitory is upstairs on your right, ladies, the same on your left. Your things have been brought up for you.”
    “ It would be a good idea to go to bed early on the first night.” The lady’s prefect added, “We have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow.”


    Every one of the students trotted up the steps to there dormitories, pushing a shoving, hoping to get the best of everything. Edwin walked slowly in the back, and when he got up to the dorm, every last bed was taken. However, when he shot a stern look at the boys, All of them took there bags and sat on the floor, looking at the ground with an expression of one sitting by a sick friend. All but one. James Robin was lying calmly on his chosen bed. He looked at Edwin with a smug expression. “ So, you’re him. I herd some others talking about you earlier. You where the one who came out of the box car full of girls. Do you think that just by giving us a sharp look, you can push us around?”
    He sat up on his bed, “ Well think again.”

    Edwin just shrugged and set his things on one of the now empty beds. James looked outraged but said nothing. He lied back on his bed and looked at the top canopy. The other boys, seeing that Edwin had now chosen a bed, wrestled to get one of the vacant ones. Shouts of, “I call this one!”, and, “ Out of my way, I called that one!” came from the mob of fists and legs scrambling from bed to bed.Eventually, a red-headed boy fell onto the lumpy mattress with a slight grunt. After they all changed into night clothes, the p refect walked in and said, “ Ok, if you need to stay up, please go out to the common room. But I would suggest you go to sleep. Now, if you need me, I’ll be in the prefect’s room.”
    With that, he walked away. The lights in the room went out, and the world went silent. Edwin stared at silken canopy of his bed. He found himself wondering what Juliet was doing at that very moment. Weather she was in bed thinking, or down in the common room. H e decided to go down and check. It would be nice to talk to someone. So he went down the spiral stair-case to the common room, being careful mot to make anymore noise then he had to.
    When he arived in the commen room, he was disapointed to find the room empty. He sat in a arm-chair and started to think again, this time about the next day. Would he get to choose his classes? Which teachers would he like? Edwin Eventually fell asleep.