I'm so sick.

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Vlad hates this new school. Everybody smells like sweet blood. He felt sick. He walks down the halls with frustration, bumping into the "jocks" without looking back. His fangs ached for a taste of blood just not from anybody here. Especially not them. He darts into his homeroom, sitting in the back, and listening to the teacher drone.

Later during lunch he chews in his sandwich, the blood capsules popping against his teeth, red splattering the inside of his mouth while he thinks of how to make this experience (the school year) better for him. He watches the students pass by, talking about something stupid, fake tans and hair is everywhere. He looks down at his pale skin and sighs. Sometimes he wishes he could stay in the sun without sunscreen, but whatever. He continues to pop the blood capsules, and he continues to glare at every snicker directed towards his smudged eyeliner, or his bangs covering one eye.

CW's: 🔺half-vampire!char 🔺mentions of blood 🔺dead dove because he might bite you (if you ask politely)

Author's note: I hope you guys know The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod it's such a good series and one of my personal favorites. Also, VLAD IS AGED UP TO 19!!! He was held back one year, and he's in senior year so yeah. Okay bye, Vampirists! 💋