The Vampire...In My Dreams by Terry Spear Page B

if Kate bribed Joshua… I growled inwardly, then a new thought bugged me. “How did you manage to get into my average classes? With all you did, I would think you’d be assigned to the advanced classes.”
    “I was. But the administrator won’t know which I’m actually attending for a while.”
    “You sure are cute. A bad boy, but awfully cute. Did you do things like this when you were just a human?”
    His dark eyes sparkled with mischief. “You probably ought to get to know me a little better before I tell you all of my secrets.”
    I laughed. In the past, I’d always stayed away from bad-boy types. Now one was my steady? What next? “I knew you were too good to be true.”
    “Even if I’m a—”
    I reached up and touched his lips. “My prince without his knight’s armor.”
    He winked. “I believe you’re the one rescuing me.”
    That notion tugged at my heartstrings. At least I hoped his faith in me was warranted.
    Before we reached the spells building, I saw that sniping redheaded Carissa looking south and I hurried Dominic into the building before the witch noticed him.
    Dominic glanced her way and his whole body tensed.
    “She doesn’t have spells class this period. And she’s not in any of my other classes either.”
    Dominic relaxed. But we still hadn’t even barely begun the day. If Linnie or Debbie Damint saw Dominic, I was sure we’d be in for some trouble.
    Dominic and I walked into the spells class where students stood talking with one another in groups of twos and threes, dressed like the typical blue jeans crowd, and none of them paying any attention to us. None but Kate, who folded her arms and studied us when we walked inside.
    “Kate’s mad at me.”
    Dominic nodded. “For having a boyfriend who she believes to be a vampire.”
    “And not telling her about it.”
    Her blond hair now moss green, Mrs. Robertson walked into the room. Last time her hair had turned that color, she’d said she’d gone swimming in the school’s pool after hours and warned the girls who dyed their hair to wear caps in the pool. Guess she forget her own advice. She motioned to the seats forming a half circle, three rows deep. Spell books of ancient and contemporary times lined shelves along two of the walls, a third of which I’d read, but retaining the information was my biggest problem. And large floor-to-ceiling windows looked out upon a grassy courtyard where some students ran on a track. I wished Dominic and I could be out there, right now, away from the watchful eyes of Kate and the teacher.
    “Oh, my, we have a new student today,” Mrs. Robertson cooed, as if she’d found a new victim to charm.
    He raised his brows.
    “She’s fond of the male students in her classes. She barely tolerates us girls.”
    “Oh.”
    I couldn’t tell if he thought that was a good thing or bad, which bugged me.
    “And who might you be?” Mrs. Robertson shoved rimless glasses on her nose and squinted at a roster. “I don’t have anyone new on my list.”
    “Dominic Vorchowsky, ma’am, just arrived this morning.”
    A grin split across her face. “So polite, too. All right, well, why don’t you take a seat right there?” She pointed to a plastic chair close to where she stood.
    Okay, that could be a bad thing.
    I pulled an extra pad of paper and pen out of my book bag for Dominic, then joined Kate at our desks in the last row.
    “I want to know everything!” Kate whispered harshly in my ear.
    Mrs. Robertson rapped her wand on the podium. “Students, take your seats and let’s begin our lessons.”
    Dominic passed along a telepathic message to me. “So the inquisition begins.”
    “Yes, but you don’t have to be the one answering Kate’s questions.”
    “Okay, class, today we’re working on a spell to clear the mind. We can use this on humans, should one wish to harm us. The effect is only temporary. But if a human should approach me with a weapon, for example, I could make him forget what he