Potato chips

"Stop stealing my goddamn food!"

"But I'm hungry!"

They're at it again. Honestly. Sometimes I think that Nacho only brings in food to torture Jerry with it. While they squabble I have more important things to think about. For starters, this is our first year in high school which means we have important exams coming up which means studying, which means exam taking, which means overwhelming time pressure, which means stress, which means panicking. I take a deep breath.

"Jeremy!" Nacho screeches,' that tickles, please!' Nacho is lying on the table while Jerry attacks him.

"Get a room you two!" Alister yells as he enters the room. Jerry sticks his tongue out at him revealing a shiny silver piercing. He should take that out at some point. There are quite a few vampires at this school. Not that they'd be putting any of their body parts near Jerry's mouth but still. I express my idea but I get blanked as Jeremy starts tickling Nacho again. I grab my notebook from my bag and start reading my planner. Mr Alion is supposed to be here already according to my time table. He's late, the other teachers better pass my expectations. I flick through my diary checking each page and scribbling down important dates, such as birthdays and all that crap. I'm so bored. Even though the teachers late I still have high hopes for him and am praying that he gives us lots of work to do. I take out my new glitter gel pens and start testing them out one of them doesn't work (the yellow one) so I throw it at Jerry who is still tickling Nacho.

"Hey!" he says glancing up from what he's doing. In that second that Jerry takes his eyes off of his test subject, Nacho has kicked him in the balls and darted out of the classroom door. I snicker. What idiots. "He is dead to me."

"You said that last time" He's rolling around on the ground. He nods. Two seconds later a girl has run into the room on fire. She looks at me panic filling her eyes. Without a sound, she runs full throttle, bounds over Jerry and jumps out of the window. Glad she can control most of the elements otherwise that would hurt. Speaking of powers she can control fire why didn't she just... Oh well. She's alive. Probably. Where is this fucking teacher? A student has been set on fire jumped out of a window and another has been assaulted. Honestly, if I was the teacher I would just fire myself already.

I glance over at the other desks. and notice a new kid at the back. His hood is up and is staring at the worksheet in front of him. All new students have to fill one in and hand it in to the Principle. His hoodie is an extremely dark purple almost black. I walk over to him. I'm feeling nice and no one else seems to think the same way about work and homework and teachers and such. They're probably all thinking this is great. Bastards.

"Hi!" I offer him my hand, "my name is Bea, you're new here right?" I smile as he shakes my hand, good firm grip. I'm quite surprised that he's been put into this class. New students normally have at least a week in the normal classes before coming into the advanced sets. He lets go of my hand and lets his hood down.

He doesn't have a face.