46 Just A Serious Case Of DeJa Wu

On returning to his dorm room, only Elena lay asleep, snoring gently.

Nein was still no where to be found, yet he still had not been declared missing by the Academy, and Pinkie was still at the hospital, due to whatever the bullies had done to her.

With a side, Xavian crashed down on his bed.

He was beat and utterly exhausted.

Thinking of his problems, Xavian felt like pulling his hair out.

"I have to deal with the Drakh family having my DNA sample from the Breanne incident, who ever would be searching for the contents of the silver briefcase that stranger gave me, the fact that I'm a Dhampir in a vampire ruled world, Anais turning into a Dhampir while she's a friggin Clan heir, the Crimson Ball where I have to meet the Clan heads, who I believe that they would easily notice something wrong about me just by looking, and now, Nein and The Navern clan are on the list."

"Oh, why can't I just have the problems of a normal sixteen year old boy?!

Stuff like worrying about girls and money and all that stuff.

Wait a minute, I DO have to worry about money!, I'm getting low on funds and Max can't always be paying my bills.

I have to find a way to make more money...and soon. "

Eventually, he fell into the comforting solace of slumber.

All of his worries pushed back to his subconscious where they would not bother him.

At least for now.

Soon, the morning bat screech had woken Xavian up.

With a yawn, he crawled down from his bed.

"Good morning, Ellie."

Elena turned to face him with a suprised look on her face.

"Xavian?, What's wrong?, You look like cow crap, you had a bad dream or what?."

Xavian simply flashed her a weary smile.

"It's nothing serious. I'm going over to breakfast, you coming?"

Elena contemplated for a bit, then flashed a bright smile.

"Sure."

*****

After breakfast, Xavian had gone over to the Magical Practicals class.

This was usually the first class on his curriculum, and he kind of liked it.

He could now manipulate Blood a bit, could feel Mana particles, and according to Miss Haverly, in a few terms, he would be able to perform elementary magic.

However, on getting to the class room, Miss Haverly was no where to be seen.

Instead, on her table, sat someone he knew all too well.

Someone he could not ever forget.

'Breanne?!, It couldn't be...right?'

The woman stood up from the table once the last student had taken a seat.

Walking over to the black board, she wrote her name on the board.

With a bright smile, she bowed slightly.

"Good morning, students of Crimson High.

I an your new magical practicals teacher, Ms DeJa Wu.

I am excited to get to know you all."

Then as she walked by Xavian, she added in a way that only he could hear.

"We meet again,... Sweet Blood."

Xavian gulped.

'I think I'm having a case of DeJa Vu.'