Hello my new and old friends!

So the other day my mother found a box in the attic, and wanted to throw it out. Before she did, I found a binder in there with a story I had written.
AND IT WAS THIS!
So I decided to save it and thought, "This is so going on FF.N" and I am doing that now!

This is not really original, it's more like a remake or something. What I did was I took the first chapter from Vampire Academy, the first one, and rewrote it from Lissa's point of view. However, I had only done some of the chapter. I never finished it (typical for me...). So this is what I have so far. Of course, since its based off of the chapter directly, some of the dialogue and phrases used will be the same.

If you want me to finish the chapter in the same POV, then review and tell me. But it will be a little different since I'm older now. I'll separate the old part from the new part with a line or something.

Oh before I forget! Disclaimers and a note.

Note: I had written this years ago. Like maybe 2 or 3 or 4. I'm 14 now. The writing style will be a bit different from what you people (who know me) are used to, so forgive me for that. I copied this word for word, and only edited in terms of spelling. ALSO! This is my first Vampire Academy fic. So woo hoo.

Disclaimer: I do not own the book Vampire Academy by Richelle Mead. I only own the "mindcanon" (is that what it's called?) of Lissa's POV.

R&R

ENJOY~!


My heart raced as the dream- no, nightmare- pulsed through me.

Images that I wanted to forget ran through my mind: fire, blood, the smell of smoke, the twisted metal of a car, my parents, by best friend, and my brother on the ground, not breathing.

They suffocated me. I tried to wake my self up, but I couldn't.

Then something did

Rather, someone. Rose.

"Liss," she said, shaking me. "Liss, wake up."

I stopped screaming and thrashing in my bed. Untill that second, I didn't even know I was. "Andre," I moaned. "Oh God."

Rose helped me sit up. "Liss, you aren't there anymore. Wake up."

After a few moments, my eyes opened and I felt a flicker of conciousness took over me. My frantic breathing slowed and I calmed down, resting my head on her shoulder. She put her arm around me and ran a hand over my hair.

"It's okay," she told me. "Everything's okay."

"I had that dream."

"I know."

We sat there for several minutes, not saying anything else. I though about how my nightmare probably woke her though the bond. a bond that we never understood. After a while, Rose turned on the lamp. It was dim, but we didn't really need to see. In the dim light I saw our house mate's cat, Oscar, leap up on the window sill.

He gave Rose a wide berth but jumped on the bed and rubbed his head against me. For some reason, animals don't like dhampirs but they like Moroi, and they all love me in particular.

I scratched Oscar's chin and called down further.

"When did we last do a feeding?" Rose asked suddenly. I looked up and found her studying my face. school had been hectic that week and it was a few days since she had given my blood. I looked away from her and didn't meet her eyes. "It's been like more than two days, three? Why didn't you tell me?"

I shrugged. "You were busy. I didn't want to bother you..."

"Screw that, she said shifting into a closer position. I had been weak lately, but I didn't want to bother her. Oscar didn't want her any closer, so he moved back to the window sill. "Let's do this now."

"Rose-" I started.

"Come on. It'll make you feel better." She titled her head and tossed her hair back, exposing her neck. I hesitated, but the sight of her neck and what it offered proved too powerful. Natural instinct took over.

For Moroi, the process is natural. Maybe it's because we do it all our life. Maybe the instinct is in all vampires. I didn't give it a second thought.

I bit her. Hard. I heard her cry out at the brief flare of pain. I felt her relax. Moroi saliva contains powerful endorphins that make you feel link of high. Usually, there are feeders for Moroi that willingly donated blood because they think the high is worth it. I didn't want to ask Rose because she needed to focus on school, not a feeding. We only did it every other dat so I'd eat normal food one day and get blood the next.

After less than a minute, I moved away. I wiped my hand across my lips and studied her. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I just need to sleep it off, I'll be fine." But I knew better. I knew she'd be a little dizzy from the blood loss and needed food, not sleep.

"I'm going to get you some food." And I left before she could protest.

I went downstairs to our lame cramped kitchen and saw Jeremy, one of our house mates, leaning over a math textbook. "Studying calculus, Jer?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said looking up. "I'm determined not to fail the test tomorrow."

"Good luck." I said. "I'm just getting some food for Rose. You want?" He could use the brain food.

"Nah. I'm good."

I rummaged through the kitchen for a minute before I heard Rose comming down the stairs. I looked at her in surprise.

"You shouldn't be up." I said. She had a coat, jeans, and shoes on, along with my coat in her hand. She looked frantic.

"We have to go. Now."

"Wha..." What was she talking about? Then I got it. Our life rulers were taking us back to jail. Well, not really, but school always seems like a prisonward. Right? "Are you... really.? Are you sure?" I asked. She nodded.

Jeremy watched us curiously. "What's wrong."

"Liss get his car keys." Rose said. I realized what she was asking.

"What are you-"

I didn't hesitate as I walked over to him. I was worried, but I trusted that Rose would take care of everything.

I smiled broadly and gazed directly into his eyes. For a moment, Jeremy just stared, still confused, then I was the thrall seize him. His eyes glazed over and he regarded me adoringly.

"We need to borrow your car," I said in a calm, gentle voice. "Where are your keys?"

He smiled and took a set of keys on a large red chain.


Well that's all for now.

Remember, review or follow if you want me to keep going. Again, this was from years ago, so the writing style will have inproved greatly. I would say that I will wait for 10-20 requests and follows, but I really don't expect to get even close to that. So I'll just keep it at 5-10. If I get 5-10 requests/follows, then I will.

See you next time!

BYEEEEEEEE~!