(Im stealing this character from the House Of Night series)

The bell had rung and like any other school, students filed through the hallways, not to eager to get to class. They shuffled past one another, barely looking each in the eyes, as if eye contact were a deadly sin. Instead, they kept their eyes trained on the floor, refraining from even glancing at a poster on the wall. Within the classroom, the students sat silently at their desks, all in rows, with pencils in hand. Though, in this particular classroom, the students seemed a bit more livelier. They actually glanced about them, watching each other and waiting for something to happen. Today, a student was to enter their doors and he would be different. He would not drink the blood of man or animal, he would not don the infamous blue crescent on his forehead, and he would not know. He would not know where he really was or who he was really around.

Zoey leaned forward in her desk, her ebony hair cascading over her shoulders and framing her rounded chest. She put her arms over her desk, her thin fingers gripping the opposite edge, and rested her feet upon the basket below. Her jade colored eyes danced with excitement as their professor entered the room and put his belongings down on his desk. He turned and smiled at all the young teens, giving them a nod before quickly turning to the bored to write down the hour's lesson plan. Zoey, being an advanced fledgling, knew she was excused from most of the activities upon the chalk board. She smirked as students scowled at her.

Zoey wasn't much different from her fellow mates other than the fact she was farther advanced in her life cycle and she had more tattoos than the others. Her moon was filled in and intricate lacework framed her face in royal blue ink. But because a human would now be entering their school, all fledglings were ordered to wear cover up to mask their Goddess given marks. It was hard not to smudge the skin colored make when she touched her face out of boredom. A sigh brushed past her full lips as she looked down and drew spirals on her wrist with a black pen, the ink standing out in contrast to her caramel colored skin.

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A tall, dark haired boy slowly approached the door to the classroom that was on his schedule. His blue eyes looked from the paper to the door before he reached forward to rap his knuckles lightly against it. His entire body was relaxed despite being at a new and rather odd school. He was used to moving around and didn't expect to stay long here, but his parents seemed oddly eager to send him to this particular school. They talked constantly about all the different things he could learn here. He figured he might as well try to give it a try. 'There might even be some decent girls here...' he thought.

Zoey looked up as she heard someone knock on the door. As a matter of fact, the entire class heard. They all shifted uncomfortably in their seats, their eyes darting from the professor to the door like a trapped bird. Everyone knew a new student was coming to the school and that he was different. He was human. Zoey picked up her ink pen and began to doodle on her wrist as Professor Zane walked briskly to the door, giving the class a death glare before swinging it open and beaming at the young teen. Zoey craned her head around the kid beside her to get a better view. What she saw nearly knocked her out of her seat. She hadn't dreamed he would be so cute! She smirked and turned back to drawing on her wrist.

The professor escorted Derek within the classroom and placed a hand on his shoulder as he addressed the class. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath as they watched him. "Class, this is Derek. He just moved here and will be joining us from now on. Say Merry Meet." The class echoed their teacher and looked down at their books, the windows, even the ceiling just to occupy their senses that were running haywire. "Derek, you can take the seat behind Zoey."he told him, pointing at Zoey as she looked up from her art with wide, emerald eyes.

Derek's eyes widened slightly when the teacher opened the door and brought him in to introduce him. He raised a brow at the 'Merry meet' part, but chose to ignore it. He barely got the chance to look around before the teacher was assigning him a seat. He looked back towards his new seat and his blue eyes widened at the sight of the girl in front of it. He smirked slightly at the wide emerald eyes as he gave a nod to the teacher and headed back to his seat. He slowly sat down behind the girl, a grin on his lips. 'I might just like this school.' He thought happily.

Zoey watched him out the corner of her eye as she made his way back to his seat. Their eyes locked for a moment and she could almost read the sick happiness in them. She caught him smirk when he sat down and offered one of her own as she turned in her seat, ignoring the professor begin his lesson. "As you know, im Zoey. I was assigned as your guide today." She made air quotes around guide and smiled. She leaned closer, her tight little top tightening around her rounded boobs and making them pop up against the retraining fabric. She bit her lip and tossed a few piece of hair over her slender shoulder. "How do you like it here so far?" she asked him, her eyes dropping down to his smooth for a second and then back up to her eyes. "What did ya move here?"

Derek grinned when the girl turned to face him. "A pleasure to meet you Zoey." He responded to her introduction. When she leaned towards him he couldn't help but briefly glance at her chest. "So far so good." He replied with a small smile. He raised a brow at her question before shrugging. "Parents thought it would be a good idea. So far I've got nothing to complain about." He answered her smoothly.

Zoey nodded her head, strands of ebony hair falling right back in her face again. This time she ignored them as she said, "Well thats good. We are a great school." She ran a finger along the surface of his desk, doodling spirals as she occasionally glanced up at him in the awkward silence. "Well, since i am your guide, we are allowed to skip class. Are you down?" Her jade eyes gleamed with excitement and her full lips became a childish pout. "Please?"

Derek watched Zoey trace spirals on his desk. He looked at her with mild amusement at her question. "I don't know if my parents would enjoy hearing how I skipped my first class." He said with a thoughtful frown. "But then again I suppose I really don't care what they have to say seeing as how I'll be with my guide." He said with a nod, grinning.

Zoey became elated and quickly gathered her belongings. She waited for him to pack up before approaching the professor. She whispered her plan to him and flashed him a brilliant smile. "Alright, Zoey. Merry meet." She responded with the same thing and stood in the door way as the rest of the class watched the new kid leave. They seemed unsettled and uneasy, but somewhat relieved to have him gone. She turned to him when she closed the door, adjusting her bag strap. "want a tour of the school or want to do something fun?" she asked him, giving him a wink.

Derek grinned and gathered his things before following zoey out the door. He smirked at her question. "I'm sure the tour can wait till another day." He replied.