 “Buffy Summers?” He spoke with a posh English accent.
She shrugged. “That’s me.”
“Wesley Wyndham-Price. I’m the vice-principal here. I’m sorry Mr. Harp isn’t here to meet you on your first day. I trust you’ll get into the swing of things here quickly.” She nodded as he pushed a stack of books on the desk in her direction. “Here are your textbooks – I trust you’ll find the top one most interesting.” She started to smile and then noticed the book – it was old and leather bound, and had the word “Vampyr” on the cover. She backed away.
“No, I’m not interested in that. Not anymore.” She hurried out of the office, leaving the books behind. |