An undead student I can still teach. A dead one I can’t,” Adam Hugo announced with a wink at me.The next thing that I knew, several students shove...d their wrists into my personal space, all urging me to drink their blood. While a bit embarrassing, as I didn’t wish to distract my classmates from their lessons, it was useful in some ways. I could take more blood without draining any single person too much. This would also give Heather and Natasha more time to recover before I had to feed off. Once again the pilot gets on the intercom, “I hate to do this folks but in order to save the majority we are going to have to start off-loading some passengers. The only fair way is to do this Alphabetically, so we’ll start with the letter ‘A’”.“Africans? Are there any Africans on board?”There was no answer so the pilot calls, “Black people, are there any black people on board?”Again silence...“C - coloured people? Are there any coloured people on board?”Still there is silence. A little black. Other than Manor Street, the Twin Oaks and Brownwood Heights housing additions boast most of the nicest homes in Brownwood. Both are located next to the Twin Oaks Country Club north of North Precinct Line. Political and Local Influences Brownwood, like many smaller towns, both flourishes and struggles with having a handful of groups controlling the majority of the city’s economic decisions. These families hold the lion’s share of the local influence and must be dealt with by any incoming. Shit, most likely it read, I saw you, you pervert, I'm going to talk to your parents. My mom had giving my cell number to Mr. G a few days ago after he asked if I would be available to help them set up their WIFI. Now I was nervous, I opened the text. It simply read; We need to talk, do you have time today? I responded; yes, is 10am fine? 10 is fine, it should be quick, I won't take much of your day. she answered. Ok, must be about the WIFI, she didn't even mention what just happened,I thought..