
Our biology teacher Mr. Monterey commanded in a dry papery voice.
I was already sitting in my seat, scribbling big bubble hearts with Don’s name in them on the front of my notebook. Don was the dreamiest guy in the school, and I had a huge crush on him. But much to my displeasure, he didn’t know that I existed.
All 100 of my classmates started to file into their seats, so it was hard to pick out Don.
“Today we are going to talk about,” Mr. Monterey paused momentarily for a series of hacking coughs “the beasts of our very dysfunctional world.” Mr. Monterey was preparing three charts of some sort on the chalkboard behind his desk labeled vampire, Drow, and werewolf as he said this, looking very uncharacteristically like Albert Einstein.
“So drow inherited the most…bothersome parts from each. But drow are much more common than the vampires or werewolves. Drow are literally impossible to catch and kill due to the fact they can shift to whatever they want: crow, dog, fly, bear, person, fat, thin, pretty ugly, tall, short.”