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always like it because I always get hungry when I wake from a nap. I sleep

nging my leg back and forth. A teacher's talking but I'm not listening. It's ver

t's enough to distract my tummy for a while. I know now I shouldn't have just eaten one bowl of

? I want to go home and check on it but I know they let me sleep but they won't let me go home. I have tried too many tim

I felt better with a burger. Still, plan didn't work but I got to take a nap

are as I focus on my teacher. Lady Nocturne looks at me like she has never noticed me before, or p

question does not in anyway relate to what she was teaching but it'll be silly for t

crush on him because his lunch box was the prettiest thing with a lot of bananas and he used to let me eat as much as I wan

make me feel cold when I stare at them, but I know she's nice. Nicer than a lot of her kind and most definit

I've come to understand that recently, people tend to smile at me like I'm the key to

gain, "Even if the soup is really good? Like... Soul

hair is blond and always in ringlets so as she moves it, it jingles softly, like a b

ference. I mean, I sort of understand because blood tastes nice, sort

her face widens slightly as she an

colate or food would make anyone feel horrible and become horrible. Maybe, perhaps, I can make him something similar. My eyes turn t

as it came, it disappears like it was never there as she says, but this time with a smile so wide I almost wish to tell her to stop because she is clearly hurting herself. "

the bell rings and I know this time, it's for break. Immediately, everyone is getting up so they can go eat or talk to thei

ria? Nothing here matches with what he makes, I know. I should try that out as a j

s Mo

urne looks nervous but I'm the one who feels uncomfortable because

round her body, her head tilted sligh

good and I don't think I'll need them as a food taster but I don't want to appear c

ouldn't have spoken in class. I don't even like talking at all. It's his fault. I blame him. This is why I don't like him. "I'm a vampire." Then she adds quickly, shaking her hand in the air. "Please

rry. I still don

ontrol you." She says. "That's e

r voice is nice." Then I pause to think. "But Vampires are bad so I guess you're bad too." Then I look back at her, shrug

huckle there. "Yeah.

her eyes. I panic. Is she missing ice creams that bad? Why di

ng the tears away. "No, I'm perfect

iding that I definitely need three burgers. It's the only way I'l