Book 1, Chapter 3

I'd like to say my classes got better. They didn't. My third class, Psychology, proved to have a crazy professor. Even though psychology teachers tend to be more mad, I do find it interesting how the different teachers teach the same thing but have a completely different view on things.
Fourth and final class, Public Speaking, went much like the other three. Well, minus the teacher being crazy. That, and a girl.
It wasn't the fact that she was good looking. By HUMAN standards she was quite attractive. By vampire standards, she wasn't very high.
No, it was just a strange feeling, like I somehow already knew her. It quickly passed. I mean, how could I possibly know someone before I've even met them? It's just completely absurd.
Then, things got even weirder. After class she walked up to me and stated that she thought I looked familiar. There were three way to take this.
One, she was just hitting on me by starting up a conversation. That would make plenty of sense.
Two, I really did look familiar to her. Could be possible, but number one was much more likely.
Three, she had felt what I felt, which would be really freaky and would probably scare me half to death.
As any self respecting person can tell, I assumed it was the first option.
So, I had a pleasant conversation with her. She told me her name was Dian. I told her my public name, John. No way was I going to ever tell her my real name, Darkerling. The reason for having a public name was that you could change it every so often so that nobody could catch on to the fact that your a vampire.
Our conversation ended. we went our ways. I still think that feeling was just a coincidence, nothing more.
Now, I need to figure out when the next coven meeting is.