Chapter 1:
With my face being covered in pillows and loud Evanescence music blasting my eardrums out, it wasn't a wonder that I didn't notice Lissa standing in my doorway. I felt a light hand brush brown- black hair from my exposed cheek which made me flip off my bed into my guardian stance, stake ready in my hand.
"Rose! Chill out! It's only me," Lissa said.
"Oh right. Sorry. I was distracted," I said as I turned off my iPod that was now on my floor. I put my stake back on my night stand, relaxing again.
"I just came to invite you to a moroi party back in my dorm. But if you'd rather stay here I understand." Lissa said her face falling. Apparently my face looked annoyed- still.
"Oh no Lissa. Of Course I'll come. Party, drinking, guys, ohh- la- la. Let me just get ready."
"Kk great! Party is one hour. I will come and get you then." She said smiling, walking toward the door. "Oh and Rose, wear something hot."
Shaking my head, I walked over to my walk in closet. Believe me, Abe had o pull some strings to get me the room with this closet but hey a girls got to have enough room for her clothes. See that's one of the perks to having a mobster as a father. I pulled the doors open and went straight to the rack of clothes to my left. That's where I kept my more, um, revealing clothing.
I pulled down my favorite black jean mini skirt that really helped show off my assets and electric blue tank top that showed what I was gifted with. Meaning my womanly curves. After I pulled those on I put my hair up on a high pony tail so people could see my marks. Once I put on my normal make up I heard a knock at the door. I ran to go open the door, grabbing my leather jacket, stake and leather high- heeled ankle- high boots.
I jerked aside the door to reveal a stunning Lissa. She was wearing a short pale pink dress, white leggings and pink flats. God she looked so perfect which made me immediately rethink my outfit.
"Rose! You look so . . . ,"Lissa started. Her mouth dropped open and through our bond I could her think she was too dressed up. "Well anyway, let's go. There's someone I want you to meet."