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A teacher and a student, an unusual set but things get far worse as the teacher and student start learning things about each other. Both have their own types of blood lust, but things get worse when the student loses control during a dance, ripping through all other students and even through the staff and faculty. It's up to the teacher to stop the student, but the thing is, will the teacher allow their sworn enemy to live? Or will they handle the problem?

This is a private role-play between Radioactive Snowflake and Atami Uchiha. Feel free to read along but please don't post.

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My friends often call me this; nickname, if there is one
You may not know it but I'm a; species
I just turned age. write it out
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Here's my story bio. at least a paragraph
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[b]I just turned[/b] [u]age. write it out[/u]
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xxxxAs always, he was early to work, the male sitting at the large oak desk that he'd worked at for years, now. He had never switched classrooms, never taught a different subject. History was just what he was best at, he'd been around long enough after all. Looking down at his list of students, he paused as he saw a new name. He had a new student? This late in the year? And especially on the day of the dance. It was odd, though he supposed it was really none of his business. Flipping through his lesson plan, he was silent, focusing entirely on what he planned to teach his students. Today, he was looking pale, he hadn't fed too recently but by now, he had enough self control to maintain himself. Plus, maybe he'd go home for his lunch break, drink up what he'd missed. If anything, they all had thought he was sick, though it was far from the truth. No one knew what he really was, though Cole supposed if they found out, he'd end them. No one could know, it was plain and simple.

Students were pouring into his classroom, some early and some just dropping their stuff off before going out to talk to their friends. Either way, he was quiet, standing to write the notes on the board, waiting to see who this new student was. If she was a problem causer, she wouldn't be for long. He was a good teacher, though he was the one with the best disciplined classes, he didn't take anything lightly. "Morning, Mr. H!" One of his students piped up, a blonde girl looking at him expectantly though the most he did was give a smile and a nod before going back to writing the day's plans. They'd go over notes with the power-point when class actually started.

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

xxxxIt was nearly time for the bell to ring, and Cole turned his head to see if there would be any late students, though he doubted it. Today was probably one of the worst days to be late to his class, after all, it was the day of the dance, and he was able to keep them from going, especially if they were late. "Alright, students, turn your History books to page one hundred and five, we will be talking about the Ghettysburg Address today." He instructed, his voice strict. Of course, the bell had rang but he was stunned when the door opened, ready to turn and lecture a student but this girl seemed lost, and out of place. When she held out a slip of paper that he knew too well, he nodded. "Class, this is our new student Victoria Bellanger." He spoke up, his voice ringing through the classroom before he turned to find her a seat. Walking to the back of the classroom, he was aware of one thing, she smelled of dog. And not common house-pet dog, but werewolf. That would explain the random move, but was she able to control herself in an environment as such?

Grabbing her book and placing it on an empty desk in the middle of the classroom, he looked to Victoria expectantly. "This will be your seat for the remainder of the year. See me after class to get the notes from the beginning of the year. You'll need them for the exams that we hold throughout the year. I'm your teacher, Mr. Heresworth though most students call me Mr. H." He told her, his blue eyes assessing her before he walked back to the front of the classroom, continuing with his lesson. For today, he wouldn't say anything about her late arrival, as it was mildly understandable though he hoped she wouldn't make a habit of it.

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

xxxxWhilst the students were writing notes, Cole took the time to look around the classroom, his eyes narrowing at a few of the students. Of course, when they noticed him staring, they immediately got to writing the notes though his attention turned to his newest student, the vampire raising a brow. She smelled of dog, and it wasn't a scent that he found appealing, why was she in a public school? She seemed to move around a lot and that spelled trouble. Looking to Victoria as she flipped through the pages of her history book, he frowned. "Ahem, Victoria. Could you wait to do that until you have your own free time? I don't want you falling behind any further than you already have." He told her, giving her the usual stern look that everybody else got from him. Of course, a few other students lifted their heads to look over at the girl, trying to anticipate if she would be a problem for Mr. H.

Of course, with that being said, Cole turned back to the board, starting to add more notes, though he didn't erase any just so that he could make sure no one missed any of the notes they needed. "Alright, guys, just let me know when you want me to move on with the notes." He spoke up, a few students nodding but a few were still busy writing the notes. He would need to talk to them about the day's dance, make sure that they knew the rules, it was a habit of his. He hated rule-breakers, and as being one of the chaperones, he was trying to make his job so much easier. Most students listened to him, he was a fairly intimidating man when he wanted to be.

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

xxxxEven though she was new, Cole knew that he couldn't go easy on Victoria. It would be terrible for her, thinking that her new teacher hated her, but he couldn't allow too much freedom in his classroom, he had to maintain his strict teacher reputation. Plus, once you let a mutt run free, havoc breaks out. Snorting slightly at the idea, he looked to the girl, noting how she looked sad. "All of you work on a review of the chapter. Work sheets are on my desk. And Victoria, try not to make a habit of doing something other than the assignment unless you are finished. I'll email your next teacher about you staying behind to be briefed unless you just want the notes and to talk about the syllabus during lunch time?" He questioned, his eyes on her. Either one worked for him though he would need an answer. He did want the girl to get caught up, she had missed so much throughout the year.

Not only was there his class to worry about, but there was also the dance which he could already hear everyone talking about. As long as they got their assignment done, he didn't care and Cole sat down, starting to grade the tests from the previous week, he'd been too busy over the weekend and didn't pass them out as not everyone had been there to take the test. "And for those of you whom have missed Chapter five's test, try to come here during your study hall to make it up." He spoke up, gesturing towards the board for those of the students who weren't quite sure. He would have to see if Victoria could take it any time soon or would he have to be nice and let her sit out of it?

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

xxxxWatching the way she seemed scared of not only him, but everyone else, Cole rose a brow. Was she not used to this kind of social setting? Had she never officially been in a school setting? It was odd to the vampire, this wasn't his first student that wasn't normal, but this one seemed terrified. Would he tell her about himself? He contemplated the idea, pausing as she said that she hadn't brought a lunch. "Well, I can pay for your lunch for today if you wind up being hungry during lunch, and you can eat in here while we go through everything." He offered, knowing that just this one time wouldn't be a problem. They still had awhile for the bell to ring, and he watched a few students try to copy each other. They should've known better, and Cole walked over, taking the papers from the guilty students, throwing them away. "Well, there's a zero. I thought you guys would have learned by now. Detention for all three of you." He snapped, giving an icy glare.

These teens were too dependent on each other, and he was hoping that by now, they would have learned. He didn't take kindly to people using others, and his eyes skimmed over the room, checking for anyone else. As he had suspected, Victoria seemed to be struggling, and he paused. Give her an extra day or treat her like everyone else? She was behind in her studies, but she seemed to want to catch up. 'I'll just wait to see what she brings to the table. If she doesn't manage to get it all done, I'll give her an extra day.' This was just about the nicest he'd been to any transfer student, and he wasn't sure if he was going soft on her or if he just understood how she was feeling.

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

xxxxWhen his offer was rejected, Cole gave a small frown though he wouldn't press the matters too much. If she didn't want to accept his help, it would be no big deal. It wasn't his place to force her to allow him to help. "Well, if you don't have enough, I'll help you pay for it. I'm sure you'll want to eat." He murmured, knowing that he, himself needed to feed. But he wouldn't have the time until after school hours, before the dance. He would take his free period and leave if he could but he was booked by his students. This was one of the rare instances where he would be moody for no reason, though as long as students didn't get too close or behaved, he would be fine.

Busy with grading the tests, he frowned as he caught the scent of dog, looking up to face Victoria. Of course, he was surprised as she held out her book and her worksheet. Help? Barely listening to her, Cole flipped the tests over before looking to the worksheet. "Mmm, that one is in the previous chapter. I can't help too much without absolutely giving you the answers, but I can write down the chapters on where to find them if that would help?" Even if she didn't seem to be like other students, he would wait to tell her she had an extra day to get her work done, otherwise she would probably let it go and not even try. So when tomorrow rolled around, he would collect the worksheets and if she hadn't gotten hers done, he would give her an extra day. Looking from her, he looked up at the clock, blinking as he noticed the time. "It's almost time for the bell to ring, do you need directions on how to get your next class? I can have a student help you." He offered, watching a few students pack up, though they were wise enough to stay in their seats until the bell rang out, some fleeting towards the door but a few deciding to stick around.

For fifteen minutes of fame,
what would you do?
Who would you hurt?
and who would you screw?
Would you kill for the sake of making a name?

[[ Feel free to do a timeskip through her other classes and to go straight to lunch where she comes to his classroom. ]]