I've been in this school for around ten years, no one ever tells you when to expect to find your little, or littles, or when you'd be ready, some people take a year others take a hundred, the best part of being dominant is that we're all vampires, time is what we have, but fighting loneliness might be a little harder.

When I saw him coming into my class, my heart started to beat, he might be dressed in a suit, but he had the aura of innocence a little would have, a switch? One with wrong classification, not that they ever miss classify anyone, the classification is always correct.

I couldn't help but push myself a little, we are taught to be dominant, to take charge when we meet a little, true we have to fill papers of potential mating, but we have to make the little agree, and the littles would only agree if they feel you are confident enough to take care of them, no little want an inexperienced dom, they'd end up hurt and in pain, physically and mentally. They need to regress, and be treated that way, or else they'd go restless and end up hurting, no one wants that.

I didn't care, I was ready to pull lots of strings with the Vitale, and get Madame P. to allow us to be together, but then I found out he had a twin, a little girl, and she's super attached to him, I might have skipped my classes and decided to only join his, during our chat and talks I found out that he'd never let his sister go or be with some random dom, he wished to be hers, but he's too young and innocent.

"Some people have a mixed classification," I tell him during our date, he's not a little, I could invite him out, and we can both stay out late and so I did, I was trying my best to flirt with him.

"Mixed how?" he asks me with his innocent eyes, wasn't he taught anything, but again he's only a first-year student, only first-year submissives are allowed to have partners to help them out.

"Maybe you got a tiny bit of switch in you," I say, they don't always share it with you if it's any less than thirty per cent.

"Wouldn't they tell me," he asks.

"If it's any less than thirty per cent they won't, but that thirty per cent along with you being a docile person would be enough for the two of us to be, you know one," I say with a wink, I had my eyes on him, I won't lie, he's a little sexy thing, having a dom sexual partner is always interesting since littles tend to be asexual.

"You mean, you and me? And Iris?" he asks still confused, this was all too fast for him, and I agree with him, but in this school, the time runs, especially when you find someone you want, they could be snatched away from you any second until you got them claimed.

"Yes, the three of us, you want to keep an eye on her, and I want her, and you," I say with another wink, making him blush, that was the cutest blush ever.

"How...how do I know?" he says interested, finally, I knew the dinner and candles would win his heart, tomorrow I plan on taking Iris out to the park and buying her ice cream, that would be the key to a little's heart.

"You get back to the classification centre, ask for your papers, and check," I answer him, I only knew so much because in the ten years I've spent here, I saw it happen before.

"Okay, maybe I will," he says and I knew I won him this time, I smiled a big smile and raised a toast for him, he's hardly sixteen but we're vampires, we start drinking young.

"Please do," I say with a wink before adding, "I can babysit Iris in your absence," I say, I'm spending my time between him and her, I go to his class and hers, and ignore mine since I'm hoping to be with the two of them.

The next day came in slowly, I did babysit while he went, and my heart was skipping beats, worried I might be wrong, and that he's just a nice dom, but even then, I might be able to get him to date me.

"What happened?" I ask him seeing him coming back inside the dorm, he threw looks over at Iris who's busy with the TV.

"Uhhh...I'm...I'm..." he says and I mentally slap myself, I should've gone with him.

"Yeah?" I say encouraging him, my hands going toward his sides, offering comfort.

"Twenty-three percent submissive and the rest a daddy dom, a nice one they said," he says and my smile got so big, twenty is the number we need to be together, I pulled him toward me hugging him.