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shoulder at Whit and Mona, and continued imparting information when they remained quiet.
    “This hallway is for students between the ages of thirteen and nineteen. We find that most discipline problems fall within that range, and therefore put them closer to administration. Whitni, I understand you are sixteen, is this correct?” she asked. Whit nodded but remained silent, overwhelmed by this entire experience.
    “What year are you currently at Martin Bradley High School?” she inquired.
    “I’m a sophomore,” Whit replied politely.
    “ Well then. The classes offered here are very similar to your current classes, with many of the same electives. Our purpose is to prepare students for college and the outside world. We take our responsibility very serious,” Mrs. Audley noted sternly.
    Whit felt slightly confused by this tour. She didn’t doubt Mrs. Audley’s statement that they took their responsibilities seriously, but wasn’t this a school for “special students?” Why wasn’t Mrs. Audley talking about that? Whit thought about asking her about the abilities certain students had, but the words wouldn’t move from her throat. She could barely answer the questions she was asked, and didn’t really want to try confronting this stern woman about the true purpose of the school.
    Mrs. Audley stopped after about three doors down, and gestured to the classroom on the left. She cracked the door silently and whispered, “This is one of our high-level science classes – Advanced Placement Chemistry. As you can see, we have state-of-the-art lab stations and students really do receive a hands-on education.”
    Whit peeked through the crack and saw that it looked like a typical science classroom. The lab stations were set up on one side of the room, while rows of desks took up the rest of the space. She glanced at the students, who looked normal. But all of those students were here for a reason. She knew that probably at least one of those students was a vampire. She examined each student, trying to find the one, but no one stood out.
    Without waiting for her to close the door, Mrs. Audley continued down the hall, divulging information about the other classes and their facilities. Then a bell rang and suddenly classroom doors were swinging open and students were spilling into the halls. They moved loudly down the hallway, but quieted when they spotted the assistant dean. Most traveled in groups like normal high school students. Mrs. Audley directed Mona and Whit to move into an alcove until after class change.
    Whit backed into the space and studied the students as they trekked to their next classes. Several students eyed her curiously, probably wondering what gift she had. Whit found she was wondering that very same thing about every student she saw. One particular guy caught Whit’s attention as he exited the classroom across the way from the alcove. All she could see was the back of his head, but there was something about that hair that made her pause. As he turned, Whit caught her breath, the guy from her dream. His sandy blond hair swung across his forehead and into his eyes. He was wearing jeans and a black polo, like many of the other boys, and fit in with the crowd. His gaze wandered over the niche where Whit was standing, and he looked at Whit for a few seconds with a twinkle in his eye before continuing down the hall with his friends. Whit watched him walk away, then turned and focused on the other students rushing to class.
    Once the majority of students had cleared the halls, Mrs. Audley progressed with the tour. She explained that many of the student advisors were free during this time of day, and that she wanted Whit to meet Mrs. McFaddin, the head adviser. The advisors’ offices were found on the fourth floor of the main building, which meant a hike up the stairwell. There was an elevator, but Mrs. Audley explained that because of its age, only students and faculty with physical handicaps were allowed to