Introduction

Rose has known Abe since she was returned back to the Academy. The attack and the rescue mission both happened and Rose and Dimitri did sleep together. Although, Rose was found by Lissa in the chapel like in Shadow Kiss, but Dimitri was returned on one of the stretchers. He was barely alive when they returned. Janine had died saving him; she's guessed her feelings when Rose made the whole scene about 'we have to save him' when Dimitri was taken by the Strigoi. It's two days before Roses birthday.

Chapter 1

"Dad, really, is this necessary?" I complained. My dad had just informed me that we would be moving to Washington. Tomorrow.

"Yes it is. It isn't safe here anymore. We're moving to Forks. End of story."

"But, Dad!" I whined.

"No buts. Rose, we're moving there because it's safer."

"How is it safer? You said yourself there are other Vampires there!"

"Which is why it's safer there. Strigoi aren't exactly going to invade a town with some strange breed they've never come across before. Besides, they're stronger than Strigoi and have talents that would allow us to know beforehand if they were coming for you."

"Fine I'll go," He almost looked relieved. "On one condition." I could instantly see the look of terror in his face; I can't believe my own father would be worried when I suggested things like that. Okay, he had every right to be worried. I mean, who wouldn't? I'm Rose Hathaway, for Christ's sake.

"What is it?" he asked warily.

"Lissa comes." I stated flatly.

"No, Rose. I can't do that. She's royal, and where we're going won't have guardians lining the walls everywhere we go. It's a human high school, Rose. It's not safe for her."

"I'd keep her safe. I did it before."

"I know you did, but that might've been luck."

"Dimitri would come, too. He'd help keep her safe." I pleaded. I would give anything to not have to go on my own. "And Christian, too. You saw what we could do!" last week, the school had been attacked by Strigoi, and between us, Christian and I had killed more Strigoi than anyone else had in the fight.

"I know what you can do, and I know what Dimitri can do, but the only reason they're letting me take you out of here is because of all your kills. They'd hardly let me take the Dragomir Princess with us. I'm sorry, Kiz, but we have to go. Lissa and Christian will go to court where they'll be safe, and Dimitri can take care of himself. They'll be fine, but they can't come." He squeezed my shoulder and I nodded.

"Fine. I'll go tell everyone I'm leaving."

I sulked off to find Lissa. She was in the one of the Moroi dorm lounges practising magic with Adrian. I had tears streaming down my face by the time I got there.

"Rose!" she yelled as I arrived. "What's wrong?"

"Abe's making me leave. He says you can't come." She looked at me and was about to make a suggestion, but I interrupted before she could voice it. "Dimitri can't come either. I already suggested that to him. He said that you were royal, so you wouldn't be allowed. Then I said that Sparky and Dimitri should come, too, cause they'd keep you safe, and he said no, even though Christian and I had the highest kill rate of the whole school. Even more than Dimitri, but he still said it wasn't safe. He said that you and him were going to court and I had to go with him to Washington."

"Isn't that where those other Vampires live?"

"Yeah. He said Strigoi wouldn't go there since they live there. But really, he can't make me go! I haven't even known him a year and he's trying to order me around."

"He's just over-protective. Your mom died in that battle, and Dimitri came pretty close to it. They're two of the best guardians out there and…you know…"

"Yeah, s'pose. But it's never sunny there, so it's the perfect place for Strigoi. And what about those other Vamps? They might be, like, awful. And what if they try to eat me?"

"Like you couldn't take them. Rose, you're the most badass person I know."

"I know. I'm just gonna miss you all so much."

"We'll miss you, too."

"Little Dhampir, are you sure you don't want a special goodbye from me?" Adrian asked, speaking for the first time.

"Yes, I'm sure, asshole," I said with a sickly sweet smile, "but my fist wouldn't mind a special goodbye with your face."

"That's my Little Dhampir. But, as kind as that offer it is, I really can't accept. My face is too pretty."

"Aw, asshole, I'll miss you too."

"I know, Rose. I really will miss you. Now go say goodbye to your cradle-robbing mentor." Lissa just laughed at this. She had figured it out when she found me in the chapel after the rescue mission. I'd begged her to bring him back for me if he was dead. She'd said she didn't have the strength for that and I'd screamed at her for being selfish and never doing anything for me. Luckily, he wasn't dead, but he was pretty close. She healed the major injuries and now he's almost completely better. Although, my Mom had been killed trying to save him.

I flipped Adrian off and said goodbye to Lissa.

"I'll come see you before I leave in the morning. Love you, Liss."

"Love you too, Rose."

I made my way to Dimitri's room, not even bothering to sneak; it wouldn't matter anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow. I knocked on the door and he answered almost immediately. He let me in and wrapped his arms around me, as he noticed I was crying.

"Roza, what's wrong?" he asked. "Why are you crying?"

"It's my dad. He says I have to leave. That it's not safe here anymore." I sobbed into his chest.

"Shh, Roza. It's okay."

"No, it's not, Dimitri! I have to move to a little grotty town in Washington! And, apparently there's some other kind of vampires there. They might eat me!"

"I don't think they'd dare. You're probably the scariest family out there. Think about it, Abe Mazur is the most threatening Moroi out there, you've got one of the highest kill rates of guardians ever and you haven't even graduated. The only person to have a higher rate is your Mom. She may be dead, but she's still a legend. Just like you are. I spoke to my sisters and they've all heard of you. They live in Russia, Rose. I'm pretty sure these Vamps in Washington will have heard of you."

"Yeah, but they probably don't even know what a Moroi is, let alone who the heck Abe Mazur and Rose Hathaway are. I didn't even know who the hell Abe Mazur was until you brought us back. And he's my father!" I cried. "Reputations in our society mean nothing anywhere else! I'll just be a nobody there."

He pulled way and held my face in his hands. "You could never be a nobody, Rose." He said. "You're far too beautiful and talented to not stand out. It's just one of the many amazing things about you, Roza. It's just one of the reasons why I love you." He kissed me softly on the lips.

"I love you, too, Comrade." He groaned.

"You're never going to give up on that, are you?"

"Oh, you love it really." I pulled his mouth back to mine and kissed him passionately. "I'll miss you so much. I wish you could come with me, but Abe said I wasn't allowed to take anyone. Even Lissa's not allowed to come with me." I pouted; he kissed my bottom lip.

"I'll miss you too. I love you so much." I looked up at him to see his eyes fill with tears. He looked so sad, I just couldn't contain the sobs that broke free. Tears spilled out over his cheeks and he kissed me once more. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I'll come back. I promise. I'll see you again. I know I will. I love you too much. Way more than I should." I said, looking into his eyes.

"I know. Where exactly are you moving?" he asked

"Forks. Why, you planning on visiting?"

"Maybe." He had a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Well, in four months, I'll graduate and I can come back."

"I'll be there."

"Huh?" now I was getting confused. He wasn't making any sense right now.

"I'll come to your graduation. In four months, I'll come see you graduate." I felt happiness bubble up inside of me. I kissed him.

"I love you so much," I said. "You know that, right?" I wiped his tears away. He kissed my forehead.

"I love you, too."

"I have to go pack. I'll see you again before we leave. I promise."

"Okay. I'll see you later."

"This isn't goodbye. I will see you again." I vowed. "I love you. I'll text you or Lissa the graduation date."

"I love you, too." And I left.

When I got back to my room, Abe was waiting for me.

"You need to pack." He said.

I sniffed. "Yeah. Gathered."

He left and I pulled out my small suitcase from under my bed. It couldn't hold much, but it was big enough to hold what I needed. It could hold all my shoes and clothes, and I could hide my stake inside it. I went straight to bed once I'd finished packing; I'd be living with humans and could hardly sleep all day and go to school at the same time.

When I woke up in the morning, there was a note slid under my door.

Rose,

Meet me by the gates at 10 a.m.

Abe

I looked at my clock; it was eight now. I had two hours to say goodbye to everyone. I checked the bond to find that Lissa was indeed in bed. And—for once—asleep.

I got dressed and went to Dimitri's room, not doubting that he was awake. When I knocked on the door, he answered as quickly as he had yesterday. I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"When are you leaving?" he asked, kissing my hair and closing the door behind us.

"Two hours." I whispered. I didn't trust my voice not to break, so I kept it to a minimum.

He took a deep breath. "It's not goodbye, Comrade. I'll see you in four months. And I'm going to bribe Abe into buying me a phone. I'll call you when I succeed." I gave him a sly smile.

"You're evil."

"Why, thank you, Comrade." I pulled him down to my height so I could kiss him. "I wish I didn't have to leave." I whispered when we pulled away. He had a devious glint to his eyes. "What are you thinking?"

"Well, you have two hours left before you have to leave…" he locked his eyes with mine. "What do you say we go to our cabin?" I kissed him hard.

"I say, let's go." I grabbed his hand and dragged him out to the cabin. We didn't try and sneak since I was leaving today, anyway. When we got there, he shut the door and kissed me instantly. In no time we were naked and were properly together for one last time.

We lay in bed for almost an hour afterwards, barely saying a word, before I realised I still had to go see Lissa. I leaned over him and pulled his phone out his jeans pocket and checked the time.

"Shit!" I jumped up and began pulling clothes on.

"What's wrong?" he seemed frantic at my outburst.

"I'm leaving in twenty minutes! I haven't even said goodbye to Liss!" I fell over, trying to pull on jeans and he laughed. "What? This isn't funny!"

"I know. But watching you fall was." I flipped him off and he began to dress himself. From a quick check of the bond, I could tell that Lissa was in her room, waiting anxiously for me. She was getting worried that I hadn't shown up yet; Abe had told her when we were leaving. We ran to her room and I burst straight through her door.

"I'm so, so sorry I'm late." She looked at me, and then at Dimitri.

"Well, there's no guessing as to what you two spent the last hour doing." She said slyly.

"What?" I exclaimed. She laughed.

"Well, I would say your auras gave it away, but I can't see auras; it was the hair." Both Dimitri and I rushed to the mirror trying to tame our hair. She laughed at us again.

"Don't laugh. Your hair gets much worse than this."

"Sorry," she said. She blushed, and had a look of absolute chagrin on her face. I laughed and went to give her a hug.

"I'm going to miss you so much." She wrapped her arms around me and began to cry, tears streaming silently down her face. I held her as tightly as I could without hurting her.

"I'll miss you too, Rose." I felt the tears overflowing in my eyes, and couldn't quite hold back the sobs that escaped my lips.

"I love you, Liss." I whispered. She was holding onto me with all her strength.

"I love you too, Rose." I pulled away from her. "I got you a gift." She said, wiping her eyes. She walked over to her bed and pulled out a small box in a plastic carrier bag. I took it from her and opened it up. I was a blackberry curve. "Now you have no excuse not to call me." She sniffed.

"How'd you get this on such short notice, Liss?"

"I didn't," she explained, "I bought it a week or two ago. It was going to be your birthday present, but when you came and told me you had to leave, I decided to give it to you a day early."

"Thank you, Liss. So much. But how could I have not known? You're getting good at the whole blocking thing. Too bad you can't apply it in other situations." I muttered the last part.

"I already charged it and put everyone's numbers in it. Even Dimitri's." I turned on him.

"You knew? Why didn't you tell me? You know how much I hate surprises!"

He stood in front of me and held my face between his hands. "Because I love you and I know it would make you very happy." He kissed me quickly.

"Okay, all forgotten. But I suppose we'd better get moving; it's probably about time to go, and I still need to go get my bags. You coming?" I asked them. They both nodded.

"Of course." They spoke at the same time. It was kinda creepy.

"Okay; a little strange, but okay." I said. Dimitri rolled his eyes.

I held his hand as we walked to my room, and he carried my bags to the car. When we got there, everybody was waiting for us. And by everyone I mean Adrian, Christian, Eddie and, surprisingly, Jill. Her eyes went wide as she noticed Dimitri at my side.

Dimitri loaded my bags into the trunk of the car as I said my goodbyes.

"I love you guys so much," I said as I hugged each of the boys goodbye. "So, you took my advice, then?" I said when I got to Jill.

"Yeah. After I heard what you guys did at that attack, I decided to ask him about it, and he said yes."

"So, I'm guessing that's what you were doing yesterday?" I asked Christian; he just stared back at me, entirely confused. "When I went looking for all my best buds to tell you I was leaving. I was expecting for you to be hanging around, but you weren't." I punched his shoulder and he winced.

"Rose…" Dimitri warned.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. 'Don't hurt poor defenceless creatures, yada, yada, yada.'" I mimicked his voice. Everyone but Christian laughed at my calling him defenceless.

"But—Rose—didn't you just say I was one of your 'best buds'?" He faked hurt, but I could see the amusement in his eyes.

"No, what I actually said was that I expected you to be hanging around my best buds. I'm sorry to crush your dreams, Sparky, but I'm just not that into you." He gasped dramatically, but then joined in laughing with everyone else.

I turned and threw my arms around Dimitri's neck; he'd come to stand behind me as I was talking to everyone else. I felt the waterworks start up as I breathed in his scent.

"I love you," I whispered. "I'll miss you so much."

"I know. I love you too." He whispered back. I could tell he was holding back tears himself. I pulled back to see his face. He leaned his fore head against mine and looked into my eyes. He wiped my tears away. "Don't cry. It's not you, Roza."

"I just can't believe I won't see you for four months." I kissed him then, not caring that my father was watching, and heard Jill's shocked gasp from behind me.

"It's really quite obvious, to be honest." I heard Christian whisper to her. I nearly laughed.

We pulled away. "I love you, Roza." He said once more.

"I love you, too, Comrade." I kissed him one last time before giving everyone else one more hug.

"Just don't tell Kirova," I whispered to Jill. "I don't want her to fire Dimitri."

"I promise." She whispered back. I got into the car and waved goodbye. I couldn't be sure, but I could swear I saw a tear roll down Dimitri's cheek as I the car rolled away. I allowed one more tear to fall before I wiped it away. Dimitri was right; it isn't like me to cry.

All the way there, I fiddled with the phone Lissa had bought me. She said it was on a contract and that she would pay for it every month. We drove through most of the day, which made it night time when we arrived; of course, our Sunday night is human's Monday morning, so I would probably end up in school. It was about seven-thirty a.m. By the time we arrived, I had more or less figured everything out.

We pulled up to an old house. It was all wooded on the outside, and, to be honest, it was quite pretty. But the best thing about it was a bright red Ferrari F430 sitting on the driveway.

"No. Way!" I screamed, jumping out the car. I ran straight to it.

"I thought you'd like it." Abe spoke from behind me.

"This doesn't mean I forgive you for tearing me away from all my friends." I warned before hugging him.

"Want to take it out for a spin?" he asked, jangling a set of keys above my head.

"Yes!" I grabbed them from him and ran to the car.

"Do you want to go to school today or not; you have just been travelling all day, after all. I'll give you a tour around the town—show you where everything is—before it starts if you like. You're already enrolled there."

"Yeah, that sounds good. And I probably will go; I've got nothing else to do, anyway." I shrugged.

"Well, then if I drive now, we can come back and you can drive yourself to school."

"Yeah, sounds like a good plan.

He showed me all the places in the town; the high-street, the school, the gym.

"So, it's alright here, then?" he asked me, looking wary. I shrugged.

"Could be worse. Not the best I've seen." Even with my new car, it wasn't amazing since I had no one to share it with. I checked the clock on the dashboard. It read eight forty-five. "Well, I suppose I should go to school now."

He stood up and we switched sides. As I got in the driver side, he handed me five dollars. "For your lunch." He explained. "I have a bank account set up for you; I'll have a card by the end of the day."

"Thanks," I mumbled as I climbed into the car and turned on the engine. I waved at him and drove away.

The school isn't far away from the house—I refused to think if it as my home; the Academy is still my home—and the drive only took about five minutes. When I got there, I found that my car was by far the flashiest thing there. The only car that came even close was a silver Volvo.

I'd parked up before I realised I had no idea what to do. I was still in the outfit I'd worn through the night: a maroon tank and dark skinny jeans with combat boots and a grey zip-up hoodie. So, I undid the zip on my hoodie and shook my hair out and asked the first male student I saw.

He had blond spiky hair and baby blue eyes. He did a double take as he saw me approaching him.

"Hey, I'm Rose." I introduced myself. He just about choked on air.

"H-hi," he stammered. "I'm Mike. Do you need something?"

"Yeah, actually, I do." His entire face lit up. "I'm a new student here—"

"Yeah, I figured." He mumbled, not expecting me to hear.

"and I was wondering if you knew where I was supposed to go?"

"Uh—yeah. You just need to go to the main reception. It's right around the corner."

"Thanks." I said and walked away. Mike stared after me with longing eyes.

I walked straight into the office after I'd found it. I walked up to the desk running down the length of the room, straight through the center. There was a woman in her mid-thirties sitting at the desk. She had dyed-red hair and brown eyes. The nameplate read Ms. Cope.

"Hi," I said, "I'm Rose Hathaway; I'm a new student here."

"Oh, yes." She looked at her computer while she typed something into the school's database. "Oh, I'm sorry there is no Rose Hathaway on the registers."

"Um, try Rosemarie, and if that doesn't work, then my father's probably registered me as Mazur."

"Rosemarie," she muttered to herself as she typed. "Ah, yes. Here's your class schedule and a map of the school. If you need any help, come back and I'll help you as best as I can." she smiled a sickly sweet smile and I turned to walk away. "Oh, no, wait!" she called after me. "You need to choose your language elective so I can sign you up.

I took a quick look over the piece of paper she handed me, but one caught my eye. "Is Russian okay?" I asked.

"Russian's fine, dear. For that class period, you'll be in room 201; it's in building three."

"Thanks." I checked my schedule; I had English first. I looked at my map and found it easily enough.

I knocked on the door and someone yelled to come in, so I did. "Hi, I'm Rose, I'm new here today."

"Ah, yes. Would you like to introduce yourself?" he asked I turned to the front of the class.

"Hi. I'm Rose Hathaway; if anyone calls me Rosie or Rosemarie or anything along those lines, I will kick your ass. And don't think I can't." I noticed Mike was sitting alone at the back of the classroom, staring at me in admiration, as were nearly all the boys in the class; there was about three who sniggered at the 'I will kick your ass' comment and I gave them all my best death glare. It shut them up pretty quickly.

"Thank you, Miss Hathaway. You may now take a seat." I took the empty seat beside Mike, and the expression on his face was absolutely priceless.

"Hey, Mike." He flushed tomato red and stared at me, wide eyed, as though he'd never met me before. Ha. This could be fun, I thought to myself.

"R-Rose." He stammered back. I giggled internally. I leaned back in my chair and pulled out the notepad and pens Abe bought for me this morning on our little 'tour' of the town. I used the backpack I'd used at the Academy.

At one point, I think the teacher—I still don't know his name—set us some work. I turned to Mike. "So, what're we doing?" he looked at me like I was insane.

"He's been babbling on about it for almost an hour. That was our homework he just set us. We just have to read the next chapter." He seemed a little braver now.

"The next chapter of what?" I asked. He just stared at me in disbelief.

"You really didn't listen to a word he just said, did you?"

"Nope. Now are you going to answer my question?" he just walked away, shaking his head. I packed up my things and started off to my next lesson, but the teacher called me back.

"Here's your reading list. You need to write a report on each book before the end of the year. I know you're only here for the next four months until graduation, so it's less than half of what the other pupils got. And, no, CliffsNotes do not count as reading the book." I looked down at the paper. Six books. Six.

"I'm sorry, sir, but it took me over a year to read the DaVinci Code; don't count on all these being finished." But I already had a plan: call Lissa and Dimitri, hoping they knew what happened in the books, or have Liss email me her old reports on the books she's already covered in her class. "I'll just have to see how many I can get through. If I don't finish them all, don't say I didn't warn you."

I pulled my schedule out my back pocket and started walking. I found I had Russian now. I wandered over the campus, trying to find building three for ages, and was about to give up and sit in my car for the next hour when I spotted a building with a big black three in a white circle on the side.

I walked in. "Sorry I'm late. I got a teeny bit lost."

"And you are…?" the teacher gestured for me to continue.

"Rose Hathaway."

"Well, feel free to introduce yourself." He continued writing whatever he was doing.

"I'm Rose. Not Rosemarie or Rosie or anything along those lines. I will kick your ass if you even think about calling me either."

"You can pick any seat you like, Rose. I need to get on with the lesson. I'll come see you in a few minutes." I looked around and saw an empty desk and took it instantly. It wasn't until I noticed all the eyes on me that I realised I moved just a little bit quicker than they were expecting. I took my notepad out of my bag. And realised that they were still staring at me.

"Christ, take a picture, it'll last longer. Jeesh." They turned away and went back to listening to the teacher. I tried to concentrate, but it was hard since I didn't understand most of what was being said.

About halfway through the lesson, the teacher came to speak to me as he said he would.

"So, Rose, have you done any Russian before?" he asked.

"No, I haven't."

"Why did you pick Russian; it's a hard language, you know."

"Well, my boyfriend's Russian, so…you know." I explained.

"Interesting." He seemed to be thinking hard about something.

"Would you like to talk to him?" I offered. "I can call him if you like."

"Yeah, I would like that, actually. I've never actually met anyone who is Russian themselves."

"Well, actually, he's coming here for my graduation. Then you can actually have met him. But I took Russian because he refused to teach me. He said my attention span is too small." There was something different about this teacher. He was actually…nice. Hmmm, odd.

"I'd like that." He said.

"Cool," I said as the bell rang, indicating the end of second period. I checked my schedule and found I had gym. Sweet.

I found the gym without difficulty. Coach gave me a kit, but said I didn't have to change for this lesson.

"You don't need to worry about it. Your last school sent us your schedule and you're booked gym again last period."

"What're we doing?" I asked.

"Self-defence." He said.

"I want to join in. I really do; I'm good at it."

"Well, okay. But I thought you'd want to get to know some people, first."

"No, seriously, it's okay. It was always my favourite before."

"Well, okay, the locker rooms are over there." He pointed towards the girls locker rooms. I left and changed. The shirt was a bit loose, so I tied it at the back so it wouldn't flap around. This, of course, left my mid-riff bare, which caused a few wolf-whistles. But there was one guy who was just asking for it.

"Hey, Rosie!" I recognised him from my English class. "You gonna come kick my ass?" he was tall—almost as tall as Dimitri—and had dark, curly hair. But he was pale. Strigoi pale. Except he had gold eyes. He was bulky, like a weight lifter. He was hot. Like, Dimitri hot. And I never thought that was possible. My only conclusion was that he was one of the other vampires. But when he grinned at me, he had no fangs. He stood near the back of the gym. Still, he had to be. There was no other option.

"Yeah! No problem." I said, walking towards him. I stood in front of him. I pulled my hair up into a bun and turned around. I touched my marks; I had gotten one that looks like a tiny starburst that I got for the attack on the academy. "You see these?" I asked him, turning my head towards him; he nodded. "They show how many I've killed. This one—" I stroked the starburst tattoo "—means they lost track. But I know there's at least thirty there."

"You've killed what?" he asked. I looked at him with a sly smile.

"Vampires." I said simply. There was a second of surprise before he struck out at me. I dodged it—barely—and returned with a kick. He stumbled back a couple steps and I backed up to give us some more space. He came back towards me. He tried to knock my legs out from underneath me and I jumped over them before sweeping his out from underneath him.

I straddled him and was about to announce he was dead when he pushed me backwards. I fell off him and we both made our ways to our feet.

"Told you I could kick your ass," I said as he lunged at me again. I dodged his hit and feinted left. I threw a punch to his shoulder and he winced. I shook out my hand; he was a lot harder than Strigoi, I realised. I side-kicked him in the stomach as I flipped around with a roundhouse to the side of his head. He stumbled once more and I kicked his knees from behind. He fell and I straddled him again, this time placing my hand over his heart. "Dead." I announced. I heard clapping from behind me and looked up to see that everyone else had cleared the floor, leaving space for this boy and I to demonstrate how it's done.

I stood up, and, being the smartass I am, bowed to the audience. I heard the boy stand up behind me. I was breathing hard, but he seemed unphased. "You're pretty good." I complimented him.

"You're not too bad yourself. Emmett Cullen." He introduced. He held his hand out and I shook it.

"Rose Hathaway. Nice to meet you."

"You too. Where'd you learn to do that?" the rest of the class had spread out, trying to do something half as good and graceful as Emmett and I had produced.

"At my last school. But trust me, you're glad it's me who came here. If it was my boyfriend, you'd be dead by now."

"If he's half as good as you, it would be impressive."

"He taught me everything I know. He's much better." I said with a smile, remembering the one time I beat him. "I only ever beat him once." I said. "But when we fight, it takes a long time for someone to win. But, I was completely uncoordinated six months ago. He's an amazing teacher."

"Shit."

"I know. That's what I said when I first saw him fight. Back at the academy he's considered a god."

"What's an academy?" he asked.

"I can't tell you know," I said, "but if you meet me at lunchtime, I'll explain everything to you. I can't tell you anything now; someone might overhear."

"Right. Well, do you wanna go again?"

"Heck yeah."

And that was how the rest of the lesson went: we'd fight, I'd catch my breath, and we'd fight again. At the end of the period, I found that my next lesson was Trigonometry.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed, Emmett was walking with me to my next lesson.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"They put me in Trigonometry. At the academy, they had me in stupid math. Don't they know I'm Triglexic?"

"You're what?"

"Triglexic. You know, like dyslexia, but with Trig. I can't keep it straight in my head; I can't understand it. So, it has been decided that I am officially Triglexic." I announced primly. (A/N: This is the actual term I use. My maths teacher has started using it as an actual technical term. It's pretty cool.)

He rolled his eyes. "That's probably why they put you in Trig. Where is it?"

"Um…room 21, building four."

"Right this way," he gestured, and it turned out we were standing right beside it. "I'll meet you before lunch so we can talk."

"Yeah, we can go for a drive if you like?"

"What kind of car do you have?"

"Ferrari F430."

"Yes." I laughed at his expression. It was like a kid in Christmas day.

"I'll see you in an hour." We went our separate ways and I faced the torture of Trigonometry.