Gerard's pov.
After saying goodbye to my family, Kenzie gave me a minute alone. She busied herself with sorting papers, pretending that everything was fine. Then, she began showing me the school, and thank fuck for that, I would have been completely lost without her, this place was really big, and my sense of direction weren’t the best. Unfortunately, it hadn’t improved, like the rest of my senses.
Kenzie began with showing me the blood stocks. Yay. It was a pretty big room, with shelves upon shelves of small plastic bags. They all contained the same red liquid. It was terrifying, but also reassuring to know that I wouldn’t exactly run out of blood in the near future. Kenzie figured I probably was thirsty, and handed me one. I took it, slowly and hesitating, not knowing what to do with it. She smiled, sensing my fear and confusion.
-Look, she said. – You are supposed to drink it. My fangs poked my bottom lip painfully, wanting me to do as Kenzie told me. – C’mon, she laughed. – It’s good for you. You’ve only been drinking animal blood; you look like you need it. I nodded, unscrewing the top. I tried not to think about my previous preys, small cute animals that hadn’t been expecting a sudden and terrible death, taken by surprise when I jumped on them, shaking and trying to free themselves. When I had bitten into their flesh, they became limp, relaxed, as if in a trance. And I drank them dry, all of them.
When I caught on the smell of blood, my memories disappeared. It smelled so sweet, so good, I needed it more than anything, and before I knew it, I had swallowed it all. It was not enough. I needed more. Kenzie was expecting this, and handed me another one the second I threw the bag away. I ripped it open, swallowing hard, the warm sweetness waking me up. After the third bag, I was satisfied. I felt so much better. Kenzie handed me a towel to wipe away the drops that had trickled down my chin. I took it, embarrassed, realization hitting me like a train. I had acted like a monster, losing all control, probably looking insane while I did. This was human blood. Human. From actual living people. Or, I didn’t know that. Maybe they were all killed, murdered for the sake of keeping me half alive. I tried not to gag. Kenzie patted my back, comfortingly.
-It is going to be fine, Gerard, you will get used to it soon. She used my first name. I liked it. It all seemed less formal and strict. – Come, she said. – Let me show you your classrooms.
It was hard to remember everything. The whole day went really fast. Kenzie stayed with me and showed me around school. She showed me the classrooms, the cafeteria, common rooms, where I could get snacks if I was hungry between the meals. She also showed my room, it was on the third floor, number 256. My luggage was already there, I guessed someone had carried it up. There was a bathroom connected with my room, thankfully. I hated public bathrooms.
Around midnight, Kenzie tried to persuade me to eat. She wanted me to get to know someone, make some friends. I hadn’t eaten in eight hours, and was pretty hungry, but no way was I going to eat with all those other teens in the cafeteria. No way. I knew no one, and they looked scary. We came to a compromise, we ate together in Kenzie’s office this time, but I had to eat dinner in the cafeteria. Fuck.

The rest of the day, Kenzie and I walked outside on campus, talking mostly. I got to know a little more of why I was here, how they knew I got turned (apparently, they have agents on lookout everywhere with supernatural activity, so they had discovered me and contacted my family), and also a bit about herself. She was the assisting headmaster of the academy, and friends with almost all the students. I learnt that she was 67 years old, though I thought she looked 22. I guess all the creatures aged slowly here.

Around 5 o’clock, (am), she told me to get ready for dinner. She told me to meet her by the staircase downstairs when I was ready. She also sent me a warning look which told me that there was no way I would escape this meal. She would probably come drag me out of my room if I used too long.
What the fuck was I going to wear? And I looked dead. Fucking dead. Well, I was dead, but the other teens had at least looked alive. I looked at my reflection in the full size mirror in my room. Dark bags under my eyes, messy, and a bit greasy hair. My skin looked pale, my black locks not helping. My eyes were all wrong, dark and empty, as if all the color was sucked out of me when I died. I hoped they would go back to normal soon, I liked the green-golden hazel they were before.
All my clothes were dark, so I threw on my favorite outfit. None of the teenagers I had seen today had worn a uniform, so at least I could wear whatever I liked. I felt better in my favorite Misfits sweater and ripped black skinny jeans. I washed my face in the bathroom, but when I still looked like death, I said fuck it, and lightened up my dark eyes with some concealer. I also lined them a little with eyeliner. Looking better, I went to meet Kenzie.

The cafeteria was filled with students. At least three hundred. And they were all so noisy, all of them chatting with someone else and eating. Kenzie showed me to the line. I hoped she wouldn’t leave me. I needed my only acquaintance.
They did serve vegetarian food. I grabbed a salad and vegetables. How ironic, right? I was a fucking vampire, but also, a fucking vegetarian. Or, I had been. Considering that I had to murder animals, I guessed I couldn’t call myself that anymore. But the though of eating meat didn’t appeal a lot to me, so I stayed with my old habit.
While I had been picking out food, Kenzie had found a group of teenagers. She guided me towards their table, which weren’t far away from the food selection. Pulling two chairs from another table, she sat down. I did too. The teens were watching us, smiling at Kenzie, looking curiously at me.
-Hey, guys, Kenzie began. – Um, this is Gerard. She gestured at me. I wish I was able to become invisible. What the hell was she trying to do? Kill me? She couldn’t just expect these guys to like me. Though they looked nice enough. One girl, three boys. Kenzie continued to introduce me. – Gerard is a new student here, as you can see, and I was wondering if you could look after him, help him to his classes in the beginning, you know. They all nodded. – Marceline, you are in first year, right? The girl nodded to the werewolf. She had long black hair, pale skin, and large dark eyes. Very pretty, actually. Kenzie beamed. – Great! Then you have the same classes. Okay, well, Gerard, this is Marceline. The girl looked at me, and I looked at her.
-Hey, Marceline laughed, giving me a small wave. I smile a little back. Hey, you too.
-I’m Bob, one of the guys shot in, giving me a nod. He looked a bit older than me, blond hair, a little stubble, and a lip piercing. He looked cool.
A second guy looked at me, suddenly understanding that he was supposed to speak now.
-Oh, um, I am Ray. Ray Toro. He held out a hand, and I shook it awkwardly. He had a crazy hair, super curly fro, big lips and clever eyes.
The last guy grinned at me, canines showing.
-Gerard, I’m Frank. Vampire, second year. Nice to meet you. He chuckled a little, noticing my social anxiety. – It’s okay, I’m not gonna bite. The others laughed at his joke. He gave me a warm smile. He looked pretty when he smiled. His eyes glowed more. They were huge, golden, with a hint of green and brown. A little bit of eyeliner contoured them, making them darker. He had a nose ring, and one in his soft bottom lip. He clicked his canine against it, obviously unaware that he was doing so. Kenzie seemed pleased.
-Okay, great, it looks like you are getting along. Gerard, if there is anything you are wondering about, just come to my office, right? I nodded, and she smiled and walked away, leaving me with these strangers. Marceline grinned.
-So, she said. – Tell us a little about yourself.
Fuck.

Notes

Cats are nice