Fangs A Lot
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 1
Went to school, did my homework, drank some blood. Another typical day at our coven.
Mr. Dashwood gave us a history lesson this morning. It was really boring, just an endless
list of famous vampires, the dates they transformed, and the ways they were destroyed.
I can still hear him droning on. “Staked, beheaded, fried. Staked, beheaded, survived . . .”
There was no reason for the lesson to be so dull. We’ve got such an amazing array of vampires in our class, we could learn more about history just by chatting.
Seth was transformed over three thousand years ago in Egypt, Lenora was transformed over 150 years ago, and I’ve been a vampire since the early twentieth century. Imagine all the experiences we’d be able to share.
Instead, dull old Dashwood forces us to face the front and copy down his notes. If you so much as speak, he calls you up to the front and holy waters you. He’s so old-fashioned.