*Andrea’s Point of View*
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"I said... Run." Blair spoke as she walked near the scared quarterback. And he threw the broken piece of the bottle at Blair's face, but she has blocked it using her hands. And when the bastard was about to run away, Blair caught him by the hem of his shirt.
"If I told you to run, you should have run." She uttered and started beating up the six-footer quarterback while holding the collar of his shirt.
He punches Blair, too, but he never hits. They reached near the pool, and Blair punched him hard on the jaw then kicked him on the stomach for the final blow that made him fall on the water.
Wow, that's so cool! I knew it this b*tch can fight.
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Being cured while you're a human sucks so bad. It hurts like a fudging hell. But it left me no choice. I have to endure this. I can heal my wounds fast if I turn into a vampire, but in case they'll suspect me of being supernatural, I shouldn’t. They will surely freak out. So, I stayed as a human. After Sander and Pryce finally finished tormenting me, I am finally free. I went to the fridge and got some bottled water because I'm so freaking thirsty. I heard Pryce talked about not letting those jerks go to school on Monday without their parents since she is going to expel them. They should be. Then I glanced at Leanne and Andrea, who were sitting side by side and being interrogated by a
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- "Blair, are you sure that you're fine?" I asked her as we went to the parking lot to head home from the party. "Yep, so very fine, Baby-blue, I can even have another round of fight right now." She replied, and I just rolled my eyes at her knowing that she's always full of herself. "But, is your head fine, Blairie?" Cassie asked her as she looked at Blair, who's about to wear her helmet. "Oh, yeah, right! I almost forgot. Can you bring this in your car, Baby-blue? I'll just get it when we get to your house." The freak replied, and she went to open my car's trunk to put her helmet inside. "What do you think you are doing, Freak? Drive witho
*Blair’s Point of View* --- That girl is so adorable and at the same time, so vulnerable. Pryce really made my day complete, and that party is so amazing. It was fun and wild. It's so funny to watch the girls go crazy dancing, laughing, drinking till they pass out, while some are fighting and some are making out in front of everybody. I am finally home, and as I open the fridge, I noticed that Marge left a note for me. It states that she will take care of something, and she'll be home on Sunday night. Then I opened the compartment of the fridge that contains my blood bags. I've lost a lot of blood tonight, and I'm starting to get weak. After drinking a liter of blood, I went to my bedroom to take a shower. --- I went to bed, and of course, I couldn't sleep. And it's already two in the morning. I wonder what Sander-witch thinks about me. I knew that she sensed me earlier, and I guess she knew something about me. Her aura is familiar, but I can't figure it out so well. My eyes a
*Blair’s Point of View* --- "Huh? What me?" I asked Sander in full confusion. "Never mind. By the way, did you teleport to get in here?" She asked me to change the topic. "Yeah! I can teleport. I just demonstrated it. Are you blind? Why?" I asked her as I sat on her bed. I’m starting to feel so annoyed by this person. "Can you teleport to another dimension?" She curiously asked me, and I tried to think. "Well, I don't know. There are other dimensions? Cool!" I unsurely answered because I had never done it before. And I didn't know that there were other dimensions. Is that a multiple universe, or what? But I was thinking
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Before I could fall on the floor, I regained my consciousness by biting my lower lip with my upper fangs. It surely hurts, but the arrow got its poison, and I need to fight it by drinking my blood. I finally got up on my feet, and I saw the woman with a concerned look on her face with teary eyes. Why is she crying? I did not die. "Claudette," she muttered. How the heck did she know my second name? "Who are you?" I curiously asked her. But instead of answering me, she touched my face, and tears finally fell from her warm blue eyes. "You're a
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- Today is Saturday, and yesterday was so much fun. I never really felt that kind of happiness before, but at the same time, I was really worried about Blair last night at the party. I will really expel those students. I don't care if they're my academy's quarterback or basketball team captain. We could always replace them because I don't need those kinds of students in my academy. I want everything in peace. What if Blair's brain was damaged, or worse? My cheerleaders' captain was also hurt. I will really not forgive everyone, even myself if anything bad happens. "So, Prycie, did you get a nice sleep?" Cassie asked me while we're eating breakfast.
*Blair’s Point of View* --- As I am halfway to Pryce's mansion, I've noticed that the sky went darker, and the rain began to fall harder. I just sensed that there's something wrong with the weather. The gateman automatically opened the gate for me since he already knows me. So, no need for asking my name and my purpose. I parked my bike in front of the fountain and left the helmet on my motorbike since I was soaking wet because of the sudden rain. Then I turned into a vampire for a while to know what's happening, and luckily, the source of power is from my cousin. She made it rain so hard, and I wonder what's wrong. I was about to ring the doorbell when it suddenly opened and revealed my cousin, who's like a nin
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- "Well, that's very much fine. At least I already know that you like me." Blair asserted while smiling like an idiot while wiggling her eyebrows. And with that, my eyes widened in shock. And I'm sure my face is so damn red now. "No. Did I… wait, did I say... that?" I stuttered, because I don't remember saying anything to her like that. "Yeah! I don't think I'm that deaf yet. I heard it. Loud and clear, Pumpkin." She replied while smiling as if she had won the lottery five times. "I think I didn't. Cassie? Did you hear me?" I asked my best friend because I didn’t want to accept the fact that I told her that.&n