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The other students were surprised at how strong Brixos actually was. Seeing Veronica get thrown around by the werewolf had some of them cheering, until they realized he was out of control and could possibly end up killing her. The students along with the teacher all tried to stop him but he was too far gone to his beastial rage and there was nothing they could do. At least while he was attacking them, Ronnie was safe from being killed. Eventually Brixos calmed down and came back to his senses, just as the principle walked in.

The vampire groaned softly as she woke, laying in the bed in the infirmary. Thanks to having her wounds healed she wasn't in any pain, but she still felt groggy. The last thing she remembered was being thrown into the bleachers by the werewolf before everything went black. She looked around the room trying to figure out where she was. She saw the principle standing by her bed along with the nurse. They had been talking about something but quickly fell quiet when they noticed she was awake. She had heard them mention her father's name, but didn't say anything about it. After running a few mandatory tests to make sure she was okay, they finally let her go home. She flew all the way there, not wanting to be seen by anyone because she was humiliated after such a devastating loss to the werewolf.

Veronica hesitated before entering the school. She was sure she was going to receive a lot of flack from the students for what had happened the other day with Brixos, and how he had defeated her, and she was taking a moment to prepare herself, so she could handle it. She had thought about staying home from school that day, but she knew that would only make her seem weak. However, if she walked into school, with her head held high, then perhaps she could still hold on to what little respect she had left. What she wasn't expecting however, was for people to have turned on the werewolf, and start treating her like a victim. Rather than trying to challenge her or mock her for what had happened, people were being nice to her. Some had even offered to carry her books for her. It was weird, too weird, and she didn't like it one bit.

Ronnie didn't want their pity, she just wanted to be left alone. But in such a big school that was almost impossible. No matter where she went, they always found her, until she finally got the idea to go up to the roof. Up there she finally got some peace and quiet, and was able to relax and take some time out for herself for once, which was nice after all the chaos that had been caused by the werewolf's arrival at the school. Speaking of the werewolf, he was the only student she had yet to see that day. People had mentioned him, so she knew he was at school, but during the whole time she had been trying to find somewhere quiet to hide out, she hadn't seen him once. She considered going to look for him, but she really didn't have any plan for what she would do if she found him, and after what happened back in the gym, a part of her was scared of what would happen if she pushed him too far. Of course she still planned to get revenge on him, but perhaps it was a good idea to let things cool down for awhile. Especially with that dinner between their parents coming up, which she still had no idea exactly what Brixos had told his parents, so she wasn't sure what to expect.

Veronica was resting, with her eyes closed, laying back on the roof with her hands linked together behind her head, just enjoying the warmth of the sun on her face, and the peace and quiet of being alone. It only seemed to last a few seconds though, before the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard. They weren't any ordinary footsteps though, and she could tell by the way they sounded who was there, without having to turn her head and look. It was Addison, although it wasn't until the slime spoke that she actually knew what form it was. She was quite surprised to hear the female voice, considering the female form wasn't typically seen around the school. Ronnie continued to lay where she was, with her eyes closed. "Of course I'm here. Where else would I be?" She replied in a cold, detached tone. "What do you care, anyway?" The redhead asked while finally opening her eyes and sitting up to turn and look at the other student. All she wanted was some time to herself, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. She couldn't wait for the weekend to begin, so she could finally have some time to wind down from the pressure of school.

Veronica jerked away from the slime as soon as she had let go of her, and sat there glaring at her for what she had just done. Not only had she hugged her, but she purposely shoved her breasts in her face, and she was in no way comfortable with that. She got more annoyed over time as Addison started rambling on about how everyone in the school was out to get her other form. Ronnie didn't care about this girls problems, she had problems of her own to deal with. "Why are you telling me all of this!? It has nothing to do with me!" She snapped. She was about to turn away and leave when she noticed that the slime was morphing into another form, and when she finally saw what that form was, she surprised and had no idea what to even say as she stood there staring at the slime looking a little dumbfounded.

Looking into the eyes of her younger self brought back so many memories and flooded her head with emotions, both good and bad. The appearance that Addison had of her, was how she had looked on her first day of attending the supernatural school. Not much had changed appearance wise, she still wore her hair the same, but back then it had looked a lot cuter and more innocent than it did now. The only thing that was different from it was that the ribbon in her hair had changed from white to black, which was almost symbolic when considering the drastic change in her personality. Although in truth it had nothing to do with that. At the age that Addison appeared to be, was around the time that she began to change as a person. Having been bullied herself, she had developed a lot of bitterness and anger inside and overtime all of those bad feelings began to overwhelm her until she finally snapped.

"This is so weird..." Ronnie whispered as she slowly reached out and gently placed her hand on top of Addison's head. Even though she could touch it, and feel that it was real, she still couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Veronica chuckled as Addison threw a minor temper tantrum over her choice of words. It was a lot like she was at that age. Which was to be expected. No doubt the slime had acquired more than just her physical appearance from her blood, and probably picked up a few of her personality traits from that age as well. "You? Mean?" She asked with a slight tilt of her head. Compared to everything Ronnie had done in just the past couple of years, that little childish performance was nothing, and hearing the girl apologize only made her laugh even more. The initial shock that the vampire had felt when she first saw the form was beginning to subside, and now she found this situation more interesting than weird. It was quite an entertaining, and educational experience getting to see part of what she would have been like as a child from an outside perspective.

She was intrigued by the answer that the girl gave her, and was curious to know more. She had a bunch of question floating around in her mind, and wanted to get to know as much as possible before school began. She didn't normally show much if any interest in anyone else, but that's because she was so caught up in trying to keep her her tough demeanor. But without anyone else around, she didn't have to worry so much about what people thought about her, so she could relax a little. "Do your personalities have different tastes in terms of what kind of people they like to feed on?" It was probably a bit of an odd question, but she really wanted to know. Both of their races relied on some form of bodily fluid to stay sane and alive, and she herself had different preferences to what blood she liked to feed on, so she wondered if it was the same for Addison.

Although vampires only fed on blood, so the only real health issues that effected the taste of the people she fed on were blood related, Veronica could still understand what she was saying to some extent. There were also plenty of other factors that weighed into what type of blood she liked to feed on. Some races, like humans, had very sweet or rich blood, whereas races like angels or other holy creatures left a bitter taste in her mouth and in some cases even left a burning sensation from the purity of their blood. It seemed that their two races were more similar in feeding than she thought, which prompted Ronnie to change her line of questions. There was no point continuing to ask about something she more or less already knew after all, that would be such a waste of the time they had. "When the others talk...Do you actually hear their voices in your head? Or is it more of just a thought or a feeling you get?" She asked while shifting position slightly so she was laying on her side facing the slime. Her head was propped up by one arm while the other rested on her hip.

Veronica nodded slowly as she listened to Addison try her best to give an answer that would explain they way the different personalities communicate that would be easy enough for the vampire to understand. She felt that she understood most of what she was saying, but knew she would never be able to fully comprehend it unless she actually went through it. "I guess that makes sense." She replied with a shrug. She had plenty more questions to ask, but there was a long pause before she spoke again, because she was trying to find questions that would draw out the most interesting answers. It was a shame she hadn't inherited the telepathic abilities that some of the vampires in her family had, over wise she could just read her mind and figure out everything she wanted to know. Then again, considering the slime had three different personalities in one, trying to decipher between all their different thoughts could get rather confusing. Ronnie shook her head slightly to snap herself out of her own thoughts and back into the moment. "Does it ever get annoying, having the different personalities? I mean, do you ever wish that you could just be you on your own?" Ronnie asked. She tried her best to word the question in a way that Addison could understand what she was really trying to ask, but she wasn't very confident that she had succeeded or not.