• The professor stood up from his chair, not really looking anyone in the eyes, and took a deep breath before he spoke. “I your new history teacher and you can call me Draco.” Nearly all the girls in the class sighed when he looked each one of us in the eyes, but all the boys looked scared.

    He didn’t appear to be old, maybe in his early twenties; he was dressed in a grey suit and his dark hair accentuated his pale skin, and it got me thinking how someone so young could be a university professor.

    “The first semester will be studying myths, most specifically the origins of them.” Draco sat back in his chair and darkly smiled, his voice deep and his grey eyes seemed to fade a little when he looked at me, looking deep in thoughts. Suddenly, he smiled. “Does anyone wants to pick a myth for us to start?”

    I lifted a hand and slightly smiled. This was my chance to finally study what I came here to learn about. He nodded his head as for me to get up and speak so I got up of my chair and everyone looked at me. “Vampires. In fact, the myths about vampires are many and since Vlad Tepes it’s hard to track his childs.”

    Draco shifted nervously at his chair but got up and signed for me to sit back. When I sat, he smiled devilishly. “It is, indeed, a good idea. Does everyone agree?”

    Of course the other girls weren’t even paying attention to what he said, but actually to his lips while he said, so they all lifted their hands, along with a few boys. “So vampires it is.” He raised an eyebrow for a moment and turned around to see me, his lips slightly open. “So, lady, since you gave the idea I presume you know the very beginning of it.”

    “Yes, sir. Vlad Tepes. He started drinking blood from his enemies as a power symbol, later his body wouldn’t accept any other kind of food so he literally feed on blood. So it’s then when the myths are divided. Some say a with gave him powers and the powers would stay if he kept feeding on blood, others say the blood itself became a curse and he would eternally alive, the most fast and the best warrior of his time; there are even a few that say the moment he first drank blood, he grew fangs and could not get under the sun because he was souless as a price for the lifes he took.”

    As soon as I finished speaking, I sat back on my chair, planning on staying quiet until the end of the class. “Uh, you seem to know a lot about it.” he said and I rolled my eyes. The entire class laughed at me and someone screamed “She’s just a freak!”

    “No, she’s not. It makes he happy someone still care about the real beginning, the oldest myth, not those Twilight’ed vampires.” Draco said, chuckling. Of course I knew the vampire legends.

    Since I was eleven years old, I started reading about the vampires, since Dracula to Twilight. On the first weekend of vacation my mom took my to Transylvania to meet my dad. Turns out he was one of the Vlad heirs and all of that, and he told me more about the beginning of the family and all. That meaning i’m supposedly royal vampire blood, of course I dug deeper on vampire myths. And, no, I’m not a vampire; just a completely average human girl.

    The bell rang and everyone got out of the class, most of them going to the parking lot or something, and I finished getting my stuff together. “Bye, professor.”

    “Draco, for you.” He smiled at me and his eyes flashed darker, before getting back to it’s normal shade of grey. “And bye for you too, Micaella.”