The windy Montana air caressed her hair as she walked in the dark of the night. The dead winter trees weeped down making the scene look all the more dreadful. The girl was not of big stature and could have easily been overpowered when caught off guard, but she was keen of her surroundings paying attention to the slightest movements or sounds as she walked. She was ready for anything, always alert, always looking. Montana nights were not at all comparable to the beautiful evenings she had grown accustomed to as a little girl. She remembered how the sun would set over her balcony window every evening into the horizon, never would she feel the bite of the coldness there. The part of Turkey she had grown up in had always had a nice climate.
And here she found herself at 17 years old living as a hideaway in a country she could not call home. Rosemarie Mazur was shipped off to the states, flung into the arms of her biological mother, and stranded. She was finishing her schooling, awaiting for news from her father, in a secluded school that took in people like her. People who were in danger. Of course not all of the student body consisted of these individuals, that would be far too obvious. Upon arrival she was made to believe she was the only outcast in the whole student body. It became obvious to her this was not the case when her dorm mate was introduced to her. Princess Vasilisa Dragomir.
Just an idea. Let me know if you guys want expansion. Excited to see Vampire Academy in theaters tomorrow! Let me know what you think.