It was a very rainy day considering the fact that it was the first day of school for new teacher, Mr. Lamberton. Then again it would be the first of many since Mr. Lamberton decided to move from Bangor, Maine to Seattle, Washington to broaden his teaching horizons.
Maine was not a good place for Adam Lamberton anymore. Let's just say his "medical condition" mixed in with his school practices. His "medical condition" being that he is a vampire. What happened was one of his students' Rose was being coerced in to doing/selling heroine on the streets of Bangor by her dirty cousin's friend. Rose walked in to school strung out on heroine and no one noticed anything except Adam, he had asked her if she was feeling alright and she replied,"I'm fine, it's just a cold. I have to go to my gym class now."
"Alright, well if you need anything, I'll be in the equipment room working out."
Rose had been working out by running around the gym when she collapsed. Her heart was beating way too fast, "Oh MY GOD ROSE!" Yelled one of the students, "Mrs. Clasky!"
Adam heard that student and stormed out of the equipment room and pushed the students who were staring at Rose out of the way, "Adam her heart just stopped, call 911!"
"I knew something was wrong when I saw her 20 minutes ago," Adam remarked as he was dialing his cellphone. Adam notices that Mrs. Clasky is getting tired doing CPR, her being a woman of 52. She stops.
"What are you doing? Don't stop," Adam hands his phone to the student standing next to him, "You stay on this phone until the ambulance comes here," he said firmly pointing at the student.
" Yes, Mr. Lamberton!"
Adam pushes Mrs. Clasky away from Rose and proceeds to take over the CPR by first giving mouth to mouth. "Come on Rose. Don't give up! Fight!" He blows two more breaths in to her mouth and starts pumping again," Fight God Damn It!" The ambulance arrive and take over for Adam.
"How long has she been down?"
"15 minutes," Mrs. Clasky said.
Twenty more minutes pass by, the E.M.T's began to use the defibrillator on poor Rose's chest. After 5 minutes they called it, "Time of death 10:52AM."Everyone in the gym was crying. Not Adam, he was too mad to cry.
As the E.M.T's were taking Rose's body to the nearest hospital, Adam took white blanket off of Rose touched her blood-soaked hair, "Excuse me sir, what are you doing you can't do that, you'll get her blood on you."
"Sorry, I just wanted to see her for one last time."
"Oh, I'm sorry." The E.M.T closed the door behind him and the ambulance drove away. Looking around to see if there were any people in the parking lot, which there wasn't he licks the hand that touched Rose's hair and proceeds to see the events that unfolded through her eyes. Shocked and disappointed he sees this Mexican man inject heroine in to Rose's arm and say, "Have a nice day at school."
It's midnight and Adam is lying in wait on the rooftop of the apartment where the drug dealer Little Lobo lives. Little Lobo steps out of the doors of his apartment complex and heads toward the alley next to it and proceeds to make a drug deal to a shaky blond haired junkie. Adam looks down and walks along the edge of the roof, kneeling down to wait for the right time to pounce like a lion going in for its prey.
Little Lobo is all alone now, Adam jumps down landing perfectly on his feet, "Hello!"
"Who the hell are you?"
"Rose's friend!"
"That little bitch I heard she died, bad smack. What a shame?" Little Lobo gives out this demonic laugh.
Adam grabs the man's throat, lifting him up against the wall, "I can't breath," cried out Little Lobo.
"Good," Adam growls and shows his true self, his fangs are at the ready and his blue eyes are glistening through the darkness of the alley.
"What are you?" gasped Little Lobo.
"I'm... Your Death!" Adam viciously chomped down on Little Lobo's neck and drained all of the man's blood from his body. Little Lobo's arms and legs going limp. His body pressed against Adam's. Adam's arms, coiled around Little Lobo's back like a snake squeezing the life out of its unlucky victim.
Little Lobo's body now devoid of blood and colorless eyes. Adam throws him down to the ground. Out of breath, kneeling down to catch his breath, gasps while wiping the crimson blood off his mouth. He stands back up and stares at the pale mangled body of Little Lobo with his piercing blue eyes, proclaimed, "Now you'll never hurt another young girl again!"
Walking away the memory of Rose lying dead in the gym can not escape his mind. If she had told him what she had been up to, she wouldn't have died. Adam would have helped her get better. But when a a girl such as Rose does things like that and they know it's wrong they feel shameful and don't tell anybody, not even close teachers.
Before that night he went 7 years without killing a soul. Now the hunger for blood was taking over his mind. He had to get out of town before his bloodlust overtook him. Which didn't happen.
FADE TO BLACK
Back to the present, Adam get a box out of the trunk of his black mercedes benz. The box being full of his personal belongings for his desk. Looking to see if there are any people around he runs like The Flash to get out of the rain and steps in to his classroom. Luckily the classroom is empty for the students do not show up until 9AM, which is in an hour and a half. Adam proceeds to set up his stuff on his desk and puts the students' textbooks and their desks. There's a knock, knock, knock at the door.
"OH MY GAWD!" exclaimed a tall blond woman with horn-rimmed glasses, "Ten years and you still look as gorgeous as you did in college. What's your secret?"
Eyes going back and forth, as to not point out that he is immortal and a vampire Adam replied, "Just good genetics I guess. If anyone has good genetics look at Johnny Depp, 51 and still looking as good as ever." Adam let out a nervous laugh and coughed.
"Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to giver your best friend a hug?" The woman's arms wide open, Adam walks to her and gives her a bear hug. "I missed you."
Adam still hugging her, notices her pulsing vein and desperately wants to suck her blood, his mouth begins to open when he catches himself and pushes her lightly away.
"What's wrong, is it my conditioner because I just bought it? Does it smell bad?"
Adam licked his lips, "No, your conditioner is fine, it smells fantastic."
Walking over to his chair, he sits down rubbing his thick raven black spiked hair being grateful he didn't harm his good friend. Smiling quite obnoxiously, "So you're the Vice Principal now huh, better not mess with you or I'll get detention, hahahaha!"
"I see you still got your sense of humor," the woman replied, "So how do you like it, is it to your liking?"
Both of them still looking at the still empty seats of the classroom, "It's just fine. Anyway Janice, why are you really here?"
Scrunching her face with her eyes closed, "Ugh, Mr. Levinson, the principal, needs to talk to you and would like a copy of your lesson plans before homeroom starts 'cause the buses are on the way. Speaking of, Charlie is on her way here, she's in your homeroom and first peiod English with you. SURPRISE!"
"Seriously? Why, why would you do this to me?" Adam asked Janice annoyed at what just came out of her mouth.
"What?! Charlie still loves you, she was ten when you split form her father, and it was his own damn fault for cheating on you with that fireman," looking at his facial expression when she said the word 'fireman', "OOPS! My bad."
Banging his head on the desk," Why'd he have to be a fireman, CRAP! Thanks a lot Janice!"
"Come on, get up, lets go, there are things to be done," Janice said grabbing on to Adam's arm, leading him out of the classroom, "It's been three years since I left, she's going to hate me."
"You sent her birthday gifts and all those messages on Facebook, they were really nice," Janice replied.
"Oh, I just couldn't face seeing her cry for me to come back home, why do you think I didn't giver her my number or my e-mail address. If she wanted to iChat, I just couldn't do it, and now I have to teach her at school everyday. Did you even tell her that I will be teaching her English class?"
"No," replied Janice, " And besides you know those Facebook messages really helped her out a lot you know and I am sorry to hear about what happened to that student of yours, Rose, right. Anyway Adam it's the thought that matters the most and damn my brother Josh for breaking your heart like that. He's such a dick!"
FADE TO BLACK
Meanwhile on the yellow-bus, just 15 minutes away from Garfield High School, sits Charlie with her long black hair reaching down to the bottom of her back. "Can't believe my aunt is the Vice Principal of the school and she couldn't give me a ride. That's just peachy, and she lives with me too, what a bitch."
"OMG, I can't believe you just said that Charlie," laughing loudly the girl next to Charlie was also giving out a little snort with that laugh.
"Hey, I'm allowed to call her that she's family Trix," retorted Charlie.
Trixie, or Trix as she likes to be referred to as is a petite brunette with olive toned skin and hazel/green eyes. She has been Charlie's best friend and next door neighbor since Charlie moved from Manhattan, New York when she was ten.
"Hold on just let me catch my breath. OKAY. I'm fine," Trix takes in a long breath, "There's a new English teacher for the freshman class and he's also the new drama and music teacher."
"How did you find out about that, were you listening in on one of my Aunt Janice's phone calls again?"
"Yeah it happened the other day when you went to your desk to get your new drawing of Johnny Depp, the new teacher sounds sexy by the way, I had to hang up because your Aunt was getting suspicious so I couldn't get the new teacher's name."
"Damn girl, you are nosy," remarked Charlie and then she thought, " Hey Trix lets check our schedules, lets see if his name is on it."
They rummage through their backpacks and find their schedules and so they put them together side by side. "So lets see, first period is English, and look we have the same homeroom and English class together in the same room, well at least we'll be comfortable, awesome." They gave each other high-fives.
"His name isn't there, that's odd," Trix said, "But then again the old teacher just quit like three weeks ago, so it is last minute."
" I see what you mean," Charlie said nodding in agreement.
"Look. I see the school, we are almost there. Are you excited?"
" No, I feel anxious, lets hope I have a nice first day with no surprises," Charlie replied.
Back in the school Adam waits in the principal's office with all three of his lesson plans for each class he'll be teaching, two of them being electives. Five minutes had passed and Mr. Levinson was still not there. Anxiously Adam looks his watch while his left leg was going up and down repetitiously. The door finally opens abruptly and it was Mr. Levinson. Mr. Levinson walks in haste to his desk and quietly sits down. Adam lets out his hand to greet Mr. Levinson but he gives Adam a disapproving look, "Is that black nail polish."
Adam looks at his fingernails, "Yes. Is that a problem. I'm all about personal expression."
Mr. Levinson looks at Adam, studiously looking at his attire, and can't get over the fact that one of his new faculty members is dressed like someone out of a rock band. Black leather jacket, white t- shirt, black jeans, black combat boots, gauged ears with black small black round earrings.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lamberton, can you take off your jacket for a second?"
Adam leans forward and does what his new boss asks of him. Mr. Levinson's worst fears have come to light, not only does Adam look like a 'rock band member', he has tattoos. Adam's right arm has a nice long black and grey sleeve with two small colored tattoos, and his left arm has a saying Latin saying on it.
"Okay, you can put jacket back on, uh, dude," Mr. Levinson said with an empty smile on his face.
Putting his jacket back on and shaking his head in disbelief Adam asks, "Do you have a problem with my tattoos and the way that I dress?"
Caught off guard, Mr. Levinson didn't know what to say but he got his words out anyway, " Well I expect this type of attire from one of the students in the school, not my teachers. And the tattoos, I just don't know?"
" Oh, I see, well unlike students who do get tattoos and illegally I might add, I have the legal right to get tattoos. I was 27 (127 years old) when I got my first tattoo."
" Well, just keep the jacket on and tomorrow wear a long sleeved shirt," Mr. Levinson again giving Adam a once over, "If you own any?"
Adam scoffs and gets up from his chair, "Unbelievable, you know I'm here because Janice is a really good friend of mine and she told me about the position here, but it's fine. I'll go, I'll find another teaching job maybe at Harrison Prep!" That was a low blow since that is where all the teachers who quit wind up going to. Adam starts heading out the door. "WAIT!"
Mr. Levinson gets up from his chair, "Wait, I can deal with this, so will the other teachers. Don't leave, we need a new teacher. I am sorry."
Adam closes the door behind him and turns to Mr. Levinson, "Alright, fine, here are my lesson plans for my classes, by the way I'm gay will that be a problem too?"
"Nope! Fine with me. I am all for the 'Rainbow Tribe'."
"That's a children's movie with the guy from JAG," Adam replied, rolling his eyes.
"Is it, I had no idea, well anyway have a nice first day, enjoy your fist class, anything else we need to talk about?"
Adam looks up to his left and back down to Mr. Levinson who is a short man of 5'7'' with Adam being a tall man of 6'1'', " Yes I am allergic to the sun. I have P.L.E, polymorphous light eruption. Yeah my skin gets all red and sun burnt. Although I live here in Seattle now, if there is a day with the sun burning bright in the sky, do not expect me to come in, unless it is absolutely necessary. Okay?!"
"Okay, that's alright do you have a..." Adam handed Mr. Levinson a note from his doctor stating his "medical condition" before he could finish his sentence.
"Is that all Mr. Levinson? Can I head to my classroom now, as you said, it's the first day and first impressions are everything you know."
"Right you are. Okay. I will see you at lunch time then I guess, " Mr. Levinson lets out his right hand for Adam to shake and he accepts. He's shaking his hand and smiling obnoxiously he said, "No you wont."
Adam leaves the office, closing the door behind him, he walks away whispering to himself, "Wow what a prick!"
"Rude much," Mr. Levinson said as he was taking a gulp of water out of his Evian water bottle.
FADE TO BLACK
Adam passes by all the students in the school's lobby waiting in line to get their locker combinations. Not noticing that Charlie and Trix were on line, " Holy Crap, I think I just saw our English teacher, the body definitely matches the voice, SEXY!"
"Oh, really where?" Charlie jumped up and down to see if she can see the teacher but Adam had already walked up the stairs to his classroom.
"You were too late, he went upstairs, I swear he is so dreamy."
"Dude, you were looking at him for like a second," Charlie replied.
"And it was a great second. I think I'm in love," Trix said as she put her head down on Charlie's shoulder.
"Lust is more like it," exclaimed Charlie. The girls now have their locker combinations and they start heading towards to Room 201, Adam's English class. They find their lockers and realize that the lockers are right next to each other, "Hey cool we are locker neighbors." They give each other high-fives again. Charlie starts getting her notebooks out of her backpack and hangs it up on the hanger and closes the locker. She stands there waiting for Trix to be done putting her belongings away. "Ready. Lets go."
They walk in to the classroom just as Adam had just dropped his box of chalk on to the floor underneath the desk. They take their seats next to each other. As Adam gets back up, dusting himself off, a boy bumped in to Charlie knocking off the eye glasses that were on her face, "Oh, I'm sorry."
Charlie looks down on the ground to pick up her glasses, "It's okay, it was an accident."
"Okay, class, pay attention. I am the new teacher. As well as the new drama and music teacher. I am a very busy man."
Charlie gets up and puts on her glasses and turns quickly to whisper something in Trix's ear, "Oh My God that boy was so cute."
"The teacher is cuter," replied Trix pointing at the chalkboard. Charlie looks over and sees the teacher writing on the chalkboard:
ENGLISH CLASS
MY NAME IS Mr. ADAM...
"He looks familiar from the back," Charlie quietly said aloud, "Why does he look so familiar?" She looks at the board to see what the teacher had finished writing and her heart was beating really fast and her jaw dropped in utter awe.
LAMBERTON!
Adam shakes the chalk off his hands, " My name is Adam Lamberton, you can call me Mr. Lamberton." Adam notices Charlie standing, she sees the man in front of the class. The man who raised her since she was three years old.
"Daddy?"
All the kids turn and stare at her, especially Trix who mouthed, " OH MY GAWD!"
"Hi honey," Adam said anxiously, "Surprise!"
"Oh shit!" Charlie gasped as she fainted. Adam runs to Charlie to see if she hurt her head, then suddenly all the memories of Rose's dead body come flooding back in to Adam's mind. Adam checks to see if her heart was still beating and it was so he shakes her, "Charlie wake up."
"Should I go and get the nurse," asked Trix.
"No. She is fine, everyone take your seats, " Adam yelled, " Come on honey just get up. " Adam leans towards Charlie's ear and whispered, " I know I left you all alone but I am back now and I am never going to leave you ever again."
Charlie opened up her bright blue eyes and turned to Adam, "PROMISE?"
Adam gives out a breath of relief and kissed her on the cheek, "Yes. I promise. Now can you get up and pay attention we have a long day ahead of us."
"Okay, Dad, I mean Mr. Lamberton," Charlie said while rubbing the back of her head. Adam gets back in front of the class, " Well that was enough excitement for one day, it is time for us to learn more about each other."
FADE TO BLACK
Tune in soon, the continuation of this story will come in a few days. How is this for FAN FICTION. BOOM!!!
By: Ioni Gonzalez
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