It wasn't the greatest place for peace and quiet, but since I'm on probation, it's the only place I could go to. It was only the second month into the semester, and I had four more to go. I was in the center of the commons, and it was breakfast. I've already fed, and I had no idea where Jazlyn was, but I felt calmness waft through me.
Jazlyn was my future guardian, a Dhampir: half human, half vampire. There aren't many dhampir girls that become guardians, and there was one reason for it: blood whores. Jazlyn wasn't my official guardian, though. Dhampirs couldn't be guardians unless they graduated from the academy.
Jazlyn and I also had a bond. Bonds were really rare, nobody held a bond anymore. Bonds are when the Dhampir feels the emotions of a Moroi, and rarely slips into the Moroi's head. In our case, I was the one slipping into her head, feeling hums of her emotions. It was the other way around. Nobody knew how bonds formed, only that it goes one way. Some people say that only people who have been shadow kissed have bonds. But either Jazlyn or I have ever been shadow kissed.
I sat alone, reading a book. I've always been an avid reader, even when I was a kid, with Dr. Seuss and others. My guardian, Aurora, was standing by the walls, stone faced, like the other guardians. I only had a guardian because I was a Moroi Royal. What good does that do? Princess Rexanne is what she calls me, along with Kirova and company. Kirova was an old hag. They weren't really supposed to call me Princess, because I wasn't the eldest in my family, but since I was the oldest here at the Academy, that's what they called me.
Aurora was pretty old, probably in her late forties, but was far from a hag. She had a pixie cut, like most female guardians, to show their molnija marks. She was probably the prettiest old woman I've ever seen. She had--natural--platinum blonde hair, and I had to admit, she had a pretty nice body for an old person. She dint look like Dolly Parton, with the collagen lips and fake boobs. She was uber natural, with sun kissed skin and whatever. She always tells me that she never believed in looking beautiful, its what's inside, blah blah blah. We'd both burst out laughing at that last part anyway. Despite her statement of not believing in beauty, she had all these designer clothes, always claiming that they were a gift.
After finishing up a chapter, I fidgeted with my pendant, replaying the events of the book in my head. The chain was from my mother, and pendant was from my father. I only saw them once a year, when they come to the Academy. They don't come at the same time, though. They're not together anymore.
Before they left me here, they gave me this chain and pendant. My father gave me the pendant a month after my mother gave me my necklace. I wore the necklace without a pendant until then. He says that the pendant has witnessed more than anyone has ever witnessed. It makes me think how old it was. It was gold, in the outline of a teardrop, and in the point of the drop, were three small diamonds, and hanging under it, was a bigger diamond, in the shape of an oval.
While staring at the last word of the chapter, I saw a shadow slowly fly across my page. Something was going to hit me, and I shut my eyes, bracing myself, preparing for whatever was going to hit me.
Right before the UFO hit me, I heard someone snatched it. I slowly opened one eye.
"I saved you." Danni Russo.
Another royal. He was probably the most 'popular' of them, but I don't go by social status. Sure, he was cute in a sense of a puppy-dog, but he was just another friend to me. All the Moroi girls wanted him, but knew they couldn't get him. Everyone says it's because of me, the other 'popular' one. I was supposedly the hottest girl--let alone Moroi--in the Academy. Hotter than any of the Dhampir girls, and Dhampir girls--with curves and full chests and what not--were always prettier than Moroi girls.
I knew I was some what pretty--red hair and hazel eyed, slim builded like most Moroi--but not that pretty. Not enough to look better than a Dhampir. I also didn't know how I could be on the top if the 'status food-chain', as I liked to call it. It was probably because of my big brother, Julian, but he already graduated. I remember seeing him get into trouble in the western campus, when I was in fifth grade. He beat someone up that time. And sure, I went to a lot of the secret parties people had, like Julian used to, but I never drank as much. That was another possibility. Really, I'm just there for the fun. And watching out for Jazlyn, even if it was supposed to be the other way. I was still a virgin, never had my first kiss, and I've never been drunk, but I sure was one of those 'rebels' Kirova hates; defacing property and accompanying an illegal act.
After a few moments of not speaking, Danni looked at what I was doing.
"Nose in a book again, Rex?"
"Nose in my face again, Danni?" I retorted.
I felt a shot of surprise and excitement come through me from Jazlyn.
"Sure, I'd love that." He bounced a paper ball up and down, probably the UFO that was going to hit me.
"I'm sure you would." I flirted, leaning closer to him.
I saw the spark of excitement in his eyes, and leaned closer to me, his face now inches from mine. I moved my face closer to his, smiled, and punched him in the stomach.
He groaned in pain, holding his stomach, face on the table.
I picked up my books and headed for first period, but before I did, I leaned down to Danni's level.
"See you in class." I told him.
When I noticed a small circle of witnesses, I smiled smugly and pushed pass them. I saw Aurora near by, and she started walking towards me.
"Rex!"
I turned around. It was Jazlyn. She was running towards me with a laughing smile, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement.
"I cannot believe you did that." She told me. "I really thought that you were going to--"
"Princess," Aurora interrupted. I could tell she was forcing a smile back, but she always tried to keep a stern face when she was 'punishing' me. She used to laugh at things like this, but she got into trouble when one of the younger guardians ratted her out for 'encouraging rough-housing.' She's really a laid back person.
"You are to never do that again." She said plainly, but we both knew what she was really saying.
That that was awesome.
"Yes, Guardian Petrov." I smiled innocently.