Chapter Ten
The moment I step into the classroom, I know something is different, and it has nothing to do with the odd looks being thrown my way as I take my seat, with Bryce one step behind. The tension in the room is almost excited. At least, that's what I think it is.
I try to push away my vision from the night before. It isn't something I should be dwelling on if I want to get anything done with my day. I've learned the hard way over the years. My visions tell me what's going to happen, not how I can change or avoid it.
The professor walks in a moment later. She's a portly woman who I have a lot of questions about. A lot of vampires seem to stay young and attractive, though not all. I have to wonder if she looked this way before she was turned, or if there's more to it. Perhaps it's
