The female vampire hopped up onto the rooms heater, pulling up her long legs and resting a notebook against them. Her long, black hair was tied up into a bun for once to keep it out of the way, and a black trench coat laid on one of the dusty desks in the room. Cordelia clicked her blue pen and started writing down a lesson plan, since she was officially a teacher in the building. Well, teacher's aide, but it was kind of the same, right?
Cailie, the real science teacher, was supposed to be coming up to meet with her. The twenty year old obviously wasn't going to wait for her to start working on lessons, though.
Cailie, the real science teacher, was supposed to be coming up to meet with her. The twenty year old obviously wasn't going to wait for her to start working on lessons, though.