Tap. Tap. Tap.

My fingers rhythmed against the wheel of a bright blue mustang. The year was 2002 and outside the car window students flooded the parking lot of Camelot high. It had been seven years since I'd been to a high school but then again it'd be centuries since I'd fallen into a deep slumber that had ceased my mortal existence. 

Now I revisited high schools each seven year to educate myself on the mortal lives or at least thats what Gothel, my adoptive mother, would advise me to do. 

A sigh escaped my throat as I stepped out of the vehicle. I could hear gasps from all around me. Even though the sun was gone I seemed to illuminate off all of these mortal faces and I wouldn't blame them for being frozen in shock. Ever since I had woken from my slumber my appearance had intensified to something more beautiful and graceful than a rose.

Long golden curls spiraled down to the middle of my back and my bright hazel eyes were large and childlike. My skin had grown more pale after my slumber making my appearance almost have a glitter like shine in even the dullest of lights. 

Whisperers were going on around me but nothing my intensified hearing couldn't hear.

"Is that the other new kid?"

"I didn't know we were supposed to get two transfers?"

"Dare you to talk to her!"

"I swear she could be a model."

All flattering, however as I made my way through the crowd of students they seemed to of parted like the red sea. Almost as if I had been mistaken for poison rather than a delicate flower. Which is exactly how I percieved them as well. Warm and tantalizing blood but too poisonous to conserve with my way of life

"Maybe she's a new teacher?"

"No way!"

This was a comment I hadn't heard before even though I did seem to hold the air of a more mature human being. 

After I had passed the dazed students my feet led me to an office automatically after hearing the quick tapping of computers in the distance. My fingers grazed a glass door that peeked into a small cozy office. As I brought the glass door to me a waft of peppermint and nursing homes. Which this could of been with all the elderly managing the office. Inside a boy was holding several binders to his chest and side strapped backpack. I tilted my head almost freezing as the breeze blew to my nose. Suddenly my muscles tightened and it took everything to keep my composure. This boy whoever he was smelled of sweet warm mouth watering. I turned on my heel as fast as was "humanly" acceptable and reached back for the door.

"I'm sorry! I won't be long." It was the boy who spoke. 

CLANK!

I knew by the sound immediately he had dropped his binders and the sound of papers escaping into gravity.  No Aurora, I told myself. Walk away! Every being of me screamed to run and get out before I made a scene and killed innocent people. 

My heel turned back to face the boy. His hair was a honey chestnut and his eyes of aqua blue. He was slim but tall and his face looked toned as if his whole body had been muscular once. I leaned down onto my knee and reached to some fallen papers. My mouth opened to speak but clamped shut before the warm scent of this strange siren boy could get into my mouth.

"You don't have to help. I'm good." His voice sounded more mature than I gave credit. Deep. Warm. 

Blood.

I just pushed his papers into his hands and turned around at my top speed not caring if any human saw. I pushed myself against a brick wall as I got out into the cool air sucking in the scent of the warm trees around me. 

Stop Aurora!

My mind raced over every little detail of this human boy. His blush in his cheeks were pink with blood. I shook my head. No. 

"Hey!" 

Oh no!

"Hey I'm sorry!" The deep voiced boy called he was smirking. 

Did he think this was funny. I wish he could realize he was torturing me.

"Do you talk?" Finally he was standing right next to me looking me up and down. pausing on my hips. Of course, he's one of those guys. Didn't see that coming.

"P-Please can you- I got to go," I turned away. Even outside in the scent of diesel cars and cool pine his scent was driving me crazy.

He caught my arm and his warm touch did it for me I turned to bite, before I could he pulled his arm away. Now in his hand was a wooden stake and his eyes shined.

"Briar Rose fiancé of my great great great great ancestor your reign of terror ends here!" The boy seethed through his teeth.