Samantha was used to weird looks at her, as the daughter of Dracula most people thought she’d be terrifying and scary like her father. When in reality, as long as they didn’t wrong her, she was the typical immortal teen who liked to hang out with her friends and party till dawn. She was nice and actually quite kind at night despite her reputation as the daughter of he who ruled the night. Of course every now and then, someone would make her angry at which point the parents of the good kids had learned the fog meant to lock their doors and hide while she took to vengeance on those who wronged her after which they were never heard from again. She reread the letter, “Uniform?! Ugh, it’s bad enough I have to sit through the long day but I have to wear a uniform?” She shook her head, “No way, I like my outfit, I am not going to look like some catholic school girl.” She followed the girl and pretended to reread the letter, “it says he just needs to speak with me about the living situation and some other things.” Really, she needed him to invite her in, as those were the ‘rules’ and she hated it.
@Skyler2 ~ Alya