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Chapter One
"Liss, I'll be fine" I'm used to Vasisila Dragomor going through safety precautions with me, but this time it's different; she's not going this year with me. I guess I should start from the beginning, just a little run over. My name is Rosemarie Hathaway-Mazur; daughter of Janine Hathaway and Abe Mazur. Every year, me and my best friend Vasisila, or Lissa as I like to call her, go to a music festival. We've been going since we were fifteen. The only thing is, it's on the other side of America, so we have to take a train. The only reason she couldn't come this year, is because she got engaged to her high-school sweetheart; Christian Ozera. In my eyes, he's a sarcastic, manipulative emo.
"But, someone could mug you. If you don't feel comfortable, I could change the food testing to another day!"
"Liss, calm down. I'll ask Adrian to go with me. I'll be fine" I've said that sentence nearly a hundred times today, and each time she gets a little more convinced. A little.
"Liss! I'll be fine. If you want, I'll call you every hour and tell you that I have not been mugged" she was getting a little teary eyed; I had to put a stop to this.
"Christian! Did can you control your fiancé?" with his famous smirk, he walked into the hallway and pulled his arm around her waist. She seemed to calm down a little.
"Okay, well I have to go or I will miss my train" kissing my best friends cheek, I left the apartment.
"What about my kiss?" I heard Christian yell out. I could only imagine his crooked grin on his ugly face.
"Kiss my arse Christian!" and with that, I left…
'All passengers headed to California state, please head to gate three; your train will be ready in fifteen minutes" I was right next to the speakers, so you can only imagine me spazzing out when I heard the ladies voice. I picked up my duffel bag, and started walking towards gate three. There was about a hundred people waiting. Most were around their teens to twenties. I noticed two girls who looked to be in their early teens with blonde and brown hair; it reminded me of Liss and I when we first went to the festival. It made me feel sad; we were getting older, and we may not even go next year. I hated feeling old, especially when I'm only nineteen. I could see the train in the distance, so I gathered my only luggage and waited at the back of the crowd. One thing I learned on my first year going to the music festival; don't mess with the crowd! They will push and scratch their way inside…I found that out the hard way.
"Oh, the train! The train!" stupid teenagers. They get excited over trains? Seriously? The train came to a screeching halt in front of the crowd. Once the doors opened, everyone went wild. It would take a good five minutes for everyone to get in, so I just took in everything around me. Grey walls, black tiled floors that needed a good polish, and the pissy smells you get from hobos. This was probably the nicest train station in all of Montana. Once there were only a few people waiting, I made my move. Mostly everyone had found a seat by now, so it was easier to move around. The only bad thing about it was, there were no more seats left! After minutes of searching, I found the cubical, and it was all deserted. I took a seat, and put my duffel bag down next to me. Pulling out my phone, I realised I had four missed calls from Liss, and a voice mail from Adrian. I listened to Adrian's message first.
"Hey, look, something came up and I can't make it to the festival. I have to tell you the funniest thing that happened to Tasha! Trust me; you will laugh for days, even if it is a little mean. But, oh well, she did push you down the stairs. So, sorry again and I will make it up to you…bye"
Typical Adrian; always telling me the latest stuff on Tasha. Now, I have to call Liss and tell her that I'm going solo this year. I dialled in her number, and pressed talk. She picked up on the second ring.
"Is everything okay? You didn't pick up when I called you" I nearly laughed; it had been an hour since I last saw her.
"I'm fine Liss, but Adrian can't come to the festival. I'm going solo this year" I heard her gasp, which was never a good sign.
"I will kill him! That's it, I'm catching the next train, and we will go together"
"Liss, calm down! I'll call Eddie, or even Mase…" of course I wasn't going to call them; Eddie had stuff planned with his girlfriend, Mia, and I'd rather not take Mase…because of our last encounter. But Liss doesn't know that, and hopefully she won't find out.
"Okay…oh, I have to tell you what happened to Tash-" my cubical door swung open, to reveal the hottest man known to Earth. I couldn't really see his eyes, because they were closed, but his shoulder length brown hair was enough to send me drooling. He had a fancy tux on, with great black shoes.
"Hey, Liss, I'll call you back" I hung up on her before she could go further on her rambling. My voice must have startled the god, because his eyes opened up within a heartbeat and looked me dead in the face. His eyes were a perfect chocolate brown. If I said I was drooling before, I was in heaven now.
"Um…hi" I started off awkwardly. His eyes softened ever so slightly.
"Hello, I'm sorry if I'm intruding…" his accent was Russian, which could make any girl go weak at the knees. I was knocked out of my trance when he reached for the door.
"Oh, no! Please, take a seat" desperate much? I sounded like one of those horny teenage girls asking the hottest guy in school out. God, I miss those days…
"Thank you, very much. My name is Dimitri Belikov" That name was really familiar, but I was too lost in his accent to think.
"Rose Hathaway-Mazur" we shook hands, and it was amazing. It felt like a lightning bolt shook my body, and it felt great.
"Zmey's daughter" oh, he must be one of my dad's clients.
"You've met my father? Are you a client of his?"
"No, but he helped me out today. I am forever grateful" he actually sounded genuine, which surprised me.
"Oh, why are you dressed in a tux?" he stiffened slightly. It would have been barely recognisable if I weren't looking at him carefully.
"Don't hate me when I tell you, but I ran away from a wedding…" that wasn't so bad. "…my wedding" okay, I take that back.
"Holy shit! Who were you marrying?"
"This girl, her name was Tasha Ozera" oh my fucking god! This god in front of me is amazing, to say the least.
"You. Are. My. Saviour" he seemed surprised by my answer.
"I really hate her, and I have good intentions too" he chuckled at that, and god was it amazing. It made me want to make him chuckle every day!
"Oh please, do tell" so, I told him everything. How she pushed me down the stairs after I kissed her boyfriend, how I 'accidently' gave her a black eye, and even when I pushed her into a fountain when she was wearing a $15,000 dress. We laughed for minutes, or even hours. But by the time we had finished laughing, our insides were hurting like crazy.
"Please stop! Your stories are hurting me" he chuckled. I had no idea we were on the ground until the train braked and I went on top of him. We were inches from each other, and I was finding it very difficult to not kiss him there and then.
"I'm sorry" I whispered before getting off him and taking my earlier seat. He slowly got up too and sat opposite me. It was awkward for a few minutes, before I had a genius idea.
"Do you want to play truth or dare?" I tried to keep the excitement out of my voice, but I failed terribly.
"Will I regret it?" smart man.
"Probably, but don't you want to live?"
"Uh, okay…" this was probably the worst decision of his life...
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