(Stella's pov)
I was walking into the school with my half sister Rebecca. My mom was married to my dad, but became a hooker and divorced him. She got me and then got pregnant Rebbecca from some client.
My father paid for us to go to this school. My sister and I look so much different. She had curly strawberry blonde hair, creamy milky skin with freckles scattered across the skin. Then she had minty green eyes. She was in the school's uniform. A black and dark red skirt, with a red blouse, a pair of dark red knee high socks and a pair of black flats. Her hair was in a thick braid and she was hiding behind her thick black rimmed glasses.
I however was different. I was in black baggy jeans with a black long sleeved shirt and boots. I had tan Brazilian skin, dark brown eyes, and long thick black hair that was smooth and very long. I had nice curves and pretty much a whole yummy body. I had on a dark red cap on my head that i wear all the time.
It was my father's he gave it to me for good luck. We walked into the office and the headmaster looked up. He was an older man. He had thick black hair that was combed back with a bit of gray in it. He had deep aqua blue eyes and tan skin. He was in a dark suit behind a dark wooden desk. The whole room reminded me of a cabin. It was... homey with even a fireplace, lit, in the corner. "You must be Stella and Rebecca...." He said trailing off. "Your father sent your uniform here knowing you wouldn't wear it. So change Stella." I sighed. Bastard. I took it annoyed and went to the bathroom. I pulled on the yucky outfit and walked back to the office.
"Happy?'
"Thrilled." He said dryly. "Now here is your classes and your room number. So go check in. Due to the fact that Stella is 3 years older, she will be a senior while you will be a freshman. Now you guys can't room together either." I sighed.
"Fine." I said taking the paper and we walked out.
"Are you made?"
"Nah I'll deal." I said and smiled. "Plus this way I have someone new to torment." I said with a smile. She just rolled her eyes.
"Right... well lets go get checked in." I rolled my eyes.
"Sweety we're not in New York anymore." She just rolled her eyes and walked faster. I opened the door to my room as my sister went to the next floor where her room was located.
"Hey you must be Stella I'm Tay-
"Ya sorry, but tired. No preppy talking." She was in a black and red cheerleader outfit. She was one of those.
"Um... sorry..." She said saddened and I walked to my side of the room and put my stuff away. "So... um... ya it's a new year and so your not the only new girl and-
"Look Taylor was it? I don't care. Your a werewolf and I'm a vampire and right now all i want is to put my stuff away and go see my little sister." Vampires roomed with werewolves. Not fun. I ignored her and headed for the door.
"Look we will be staying with each other for years so get over it got it! So sit down and shut up and listen to what I have to say!" She yelled and I turned around. She covered her mouth with her hand with her eyes wide. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have-
"Taylor. You just made me like you. Don't spoil it." i said shaking my head. She smiled and we sat down.
(Rebecca's pov)
I walked into my room and saw a girl sitting by a window. She had long chestnut brown hair and bright emerald green eyes. She had sunkissed skin and was in the girl's uniform. She was rather short like me and was okay looking. She looked up and smiled. "Hi. I'm Samantha." She was quiet and sweet sounding. My kind of friend. I sat down near her.
"Rebecca." She smiled.
"Nice to meet you." She said with a smile.
(Stella's pov the next day)
I walked down the stairs and looked both ways. Today was Sunday and everyone was outside. I however planned this time to go explore. We weren't allowed down in the dungeon, the attic part of building (top floor or the 7th floor), or in the teacher's floors (5th and 6th floor for bedrooms and conferences), or the weird floor as all the students called it. On the weird floor no one was allowed there and all you can see it is a purple hazy mist. I planned on going there and see what's the secret about it.
I moved down the steps and made it to the weird floor in ten minutes. The weird floor was floor 3 were you had to just skip over it in the elevator. The elevator was even programmed so you could only go on floors 1, 2, and 4 for rooms. Then there was a separate building for classes.
So I walked down the steps, that usually aren't used, and so as I walked down onto the floor I was shocked. The whole floor was covered int hick purple fog it consumed all. It was so thick you couldn't see through it. "What the hell?" I asked as I looked around. It was a bit scary... but that's was probably intentional. No sane person would go through this fog, but I'm no sane person.
I was about to step through the fog when a hand pulled me back by my arm. "You defiantly don't want to do that." I heard behind me and I frozed and looked up to see a kid behind me. He had spiked up black hair with deep aqua blue eyes and tan skin. He was well built and was in jeans and a t-shirt. He had dark jeans and a navy blue v neck shirt. He had Adidas dark blue shoes.
"Can you let go of me?" I asked trying to pull free. He rolled his eyes.
"I could, but you can't through there." I glared up at him. i was only 5'3" and he must have been 6'3". A whole foot taller.
"And why not?" I asked annoyed. He rolled his eyes.
"Because if you go through there then the things in the fog will rip you to shreds but..... that's your choice." he said letting go of me and started up the stairs. I glared at his back. Fuck him. I can do what I want. When I want. When I was convinced he was gone I looked back at the fog. I sighed and went up the stairs. Damn school. School is stupid no matter where you go.
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