Sade had finally begun to accept the fact that a normal life without hunting vampires and the occasional werewolf wouldn't be so bad. At least that's how it was until her roommate's best friend reveals information about an international group called the O'Doul who were doing anything but helping the innocent lives that the vampires were taking. The problem is that the O'Doul is also the group of people that Sade grew up with, and they were supposed to be ridding the world of vampires.

That was a really quick summary, it also could've been written better. However the story is below and I would appriciate any help you can give me regaurding my lengthy descriptions. I'm having seconds thoughts about them. I will stall no longer, you can comence with your reading.

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The dorm room was decorated sparsely. The walls were completely bare in fact, and the only furniture inside the room was two beds, two small chests, two desks, and a circular blue rug in the center of the room. Both the beds were set along opposite walls of the room in the corners. At their side, each bed had a small chest that also acted as a night stand. In between the chests was a small heater that didn’t stand higher than eight inches from the floor. Not far from the foot of each bed was a small closet that held mainly uniforms. Pined against the wall with the only door leading out of the room were a small waste can, and the two desks. Both desks had sleek white screens set up about two feet away from them, which gave the idea that the room had some privacy; it also gave a hall-like entrance to the room.

In the hall-like entrance, two teenage girls stood. The shorter of the two was Sade. The taller, was Ally. Both of the girls wore the standard school uniform: the pale, off green, pleated skirt which came to about knee length, and the basic white polo shirt with the same pale, off green colored ribbon around the neck. The ribbon was fastened with a small pin with the school’s emblem engraved on it. The uniform also included basic black shoes with calf length white socks.

Despite the fact that they wore the same clothes, the girls looked completely different. Sade was the older of the two at sixteen. She wore her uniform casually. The polo wasn’t tucked, the ribbon was unpinned, and her skirt wasn’t straight. Sade’s black hair was short, really short. Her ears had about four different holes in each ear.

Ally on the other hand wore her uniform completely kept. Her shirt was tucked in, her ribbon was pinned perfectly in the center, and her skirt was ironed to perfection. She was a year younger than Sade as well. Also, unlike Sade, Ally had shoulder length red hair that gave off a brownish tint when the sun shone on it. She had no piercing in her ears and she also had a very pristine stature.

Sade had at her side two paisley suitcases, which she kicked inside the room until she reached the carpet. She laid them both out and began rummaging through one while Ally shut the door and took her shoes off.

“Now that you have your luggage, are you going to completely destroy the room?” Ally asked as she grabbed a book from off of her desk.

“Now that you mention it, yes I will. I plan on throwing everything in these two suitcases all around the room until you die of shock from the sudden mess,” Sade replied sarcastically.

Ally snorted as she adjusted the screen so that Sade couldn’t watch her reading. She then sat down at her desk and began to read her book, Advanced Latin. Adjusting the screen didn’t do much; in fact it barely did anything. The screens were hard to move and so all Ally really did was wobble the screen around until it seemed like she had moved it.

Sade began once again opening her suitcase. She pushed past a jacket, and a book. Underneath the jacket she found what she was looking for: a size eleven shoebox. Checking to make sure Ally wasn’t looking; Sade opened the box and shifted through its contents. Within the box, along with other assorted items, was a pocket that had been cut from a jacket. Sade took the pocket out and closed the box.

“It till smells like him,” Sade said so quietly that it could've been an extremely loud thought, or a really quiet whisper. She opened the pocket and pulled a necklace out. The necklace itself was actually a simple gold chain with a pendent on it. The pendent was a black stone with the symbol of a thin quarter moon, with a eight pointed star that seemed to dangle from the upper point of the moon. She took the necklace and put it on despite the rules at the school that said no jewelry.

“That’s pretty,” Ally said. Sade hadn’t noticed her watching for the past few minutes.

“Thanks,” Sade replied dryly. She pulled out something else from within the pocket. It was a small silver crucifix. It was made to be a necklace, but the chain was missing.

“I thought you said that you weren’t religious,” Ally pointed out as Sade continued to examine the crucifix.

“I’m not,” Sade replied. However she did take care as she put the crucifix back in the pocket. “And what does it matter to you anyway?” Sade carefully put the crucifix and the pocket under her pillow.

“It doesn’t. I was just wondering why you would have a crucifix if you weren’t religious,” Ally answered. “I just thought it was weird that’s all.”

A quiet knock came from the door. It wasn’t hard to tell who it was. There were only ever three people who came to that particular dorm room; one of the nuns, Ally’s friend Heather, and Ally’s best friend Dominic. Dominic was the only one who ever knocked the same way every time. It was always quiet as if he didn’t want to bother anyone else who was inside.

“Come in,” Ally and Sade said in unison.

The door opened and a short boy of thirteen walked into the room. Dominic was wearing his uniform as well, which was a lot different than the green uniforms that the older students wore. The kids who weren’t in ninth grade or up wore brown, whereas the older students wore mainly green. Dominic’s uniform consisted of khaki pants, a white polo which was covered by the brown sweater that Dominic chose to wear that autumn day. He also wore the standard brown tie for all the younger boys.

Dominic had brown hair that was actually a little longer than Sade’s own hair. He was a small boy who for some unknown reason had a yellow tint to his skin. He often looked at his feet as if he were caught steeling cookies from the cookie jar. He was a quiet kid too.

Sade once again bent over to sort out her suitcase now that she had gotten everything important out of the way.

“What’s up?” Ally asked as she peeked around the screen. She put the book aside and worked on moving the screen back in place, even though it never actually moved.

“Nothing I was just wondering if you were going to go to that game tomorrow night,” Dominic asked. After Ally was finished perfecting the screen position, he took a seat at the desk. Ally sat on the foot of the bed.

“I’m not sure. I have some tests tomorrow,” Ally answered.

“What subjects?”

“Latin. Algebra, and French,” Ally said as she listed them all.

“Have you ever gone to any of these football games?” Sade asked from a pile now forming from the stuff that was inside the suitcase.

“Soccer,” Dominic corrected.

“It could be badminton for all I care,” Sade replied. “For the whole two weeks I’ve been here there were four football games and you haven’t gone to any,” Sade continued, directing her attention to Ally once more.

“For your information yes: I have gone to some of the soccer games,” Ally said. “I just don’t enjoy sports as much as other people.”

“Who goes because they like sports?” Sade asked. “You go to socialize. Half the people who go to the games don’t even know who won!”

“You two should really consider getting separate rooms,” Dominic said.

Sade looked at Dominic and shushed him. “I’m talking.”

Ally sighed angrily and stood up. “Dominic how about we talk outside in the gardens,” Ally suggested. She waited for Dominic to answer, but he was staring at Sade.

“Dominic?” Ally looked at Sade to see if she were doing anything unusual.

Dominic’s face had lost its natural color, making the yellowness more obvious. He was still staring at Sade, or at least at her necklace.

“Are you alright?” Ally asked, her voice was full of concern.

Sade looked up from her suitcase and saw Dominic staring at her. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Where did you get that necklace?” Dominic asked in stutters. He continued to stare at it.

Sade’s hand went for the pendent hanging from her neck. “Nowhere, a family friend gave it to me,” Sade replied.

“When?” Dominic asked.

“I don’t know. They gave it to me when I was little,” Sade explained. “Why?”

A quiet voice escaped from Dominic, “I have to go.” He stood up and almost ran out of the room.

“What was all of that about?” Sade asked. She was holding the pendent protectively in her hand.

“I don’t know,” Ally replied. She walked to the door and added, “I’m going to see what’s wrong with him.” Ally left the room, and hurried down the stairwell as quickly as she could. She could see him through the window. He had stopped by a tree and seemed to be talking to himself.

Outside of the building Dominic was pacing back and forth in the grass. He was holding his head in his hands mumbling to himself. Ally walked up to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Ally asked.

The only response she got was Dominic mumbling, “They don’t know where I am. They don’t know where I am.” Dominic pulled at his hair as he paced continually mumbling the same phrase. Ally watched for five minutes. She interjected every so often when it seemed like he was calming down, only to for him to start mumbling again.

When he finally stopped mumbling, Dominic sat on the ground and pulled his knees up to his chin. Ally sat down close beside him, also drew her knees to her chin and asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Dominic put his arms over his head, covering his eyes and ears. It didn’t seem like he was going to say anything, but then he asked, “Where’s she from?”

“Who?”

“Sade. She isn’t from the US”

“I don’t know where she’s from. I asked her once and she just looked at me weird,” Ally replied. “I think somewhere in Europe.”

“Can you ask her for me?” Dominic asked as he brought his head up and looked at Ally.

Ally put her knees down and sat normally. “Yeah, I can ask for you.

Sade watched them both from the window of the dorm room. Her hand was still clasped around the necklace. Beside her, on the chest beside her bed, was a small shoebox that was opened. Inside the box was an assortment of syringes, bottles of clear liquid, and pills.