Hey all, thanks for clicking on this story, its being playing on my mind along time and I finally decided to put it down on paper... Anyway I hope you enjoy. Also thank you to my beta TofuTaffeta

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Summery

Poppy Hathaway is not a normal dhampire, for one she doesn't want to be a guardian... she just wants to be normal. But her mother sent her to the academy at the ripe age of two, to follow her footsteps... Poppy hasn't seen her mother since then. So that's all she wants.. to live a normal life... but not possible when you are the younger sister to Rose Hathaway and are being trained to kill the evil undead.

Extra information

Poppy is 9 1/2 years younger than Rose, but share very little in common apart from her looks. Poppy looks up to Rose and there relationship is strong. She goes with her sister and her best friend when the escape from school, but now back she's starts to settle. (Poppy's 6)

(A/N I'm this as a 6 year old so please don't message me saying how its not very illiterate.. its not meant to be)

I heard Lissa screaming again, and the noise jolted me out of sleep. I could hear her murmuring her brother's name and Rose trying to gently wake her. Once I had opened my eyes I had to blink a couple of times before I could actually see what was going on. Rose was comforting Lissa, who was sweaty and shaking from her nightmare. I felt sorry for Lissa; it must be horrible to have to see your family keep dying, again and again ... I knew I would hate it if it was Rose.

I saw Oscar the cat start to make his way to Lissa. He didn't like Rose or I – no animal ever did. I asked Rose about this once – she said it was because we were dhampir. It didn't seem very fair to me.

Oscar jumped onto Lissa and head butted her so she would cuddle him. I was glad because it made Lissa happier.

"When did we last do a feeding?" Rose asked, studying Lissa's face.

I suddenly grew very sick; it wasn't pretty to see Lissa suck my sister's blood, but it had to be done.

"It's been, like ... more than two days, hasn't it? Three? Why didn't you say anything?" Lissa looked away guiltily. She didn't like it any more than I did.

I really didn't want to see this. I moved toward the window seat and sat there to look out at the street instead.

"You were busy. I didn't want to–" came Lissa soft reply, but Rose cut her off. Oscar, who didn't like being near Rose, came and sat next to me – but leant as far away as he could. Which was a strange act, but he seemed more content with me than what he was with Rose.

"Screw that. Come on, let's do this." Rose was being bossy again, and I smiled. She always put other people before her.

"Rose –"

"Come on. It'll make you feel better," Rose insisted, and then the argument was over.

I turned away and didn't look again until I heard Lissa ask Rose if she was alright.

"I... Yeah," was the reply. "I just need to sleep it off and I'll be fine."

I doubted this very much. Looking at Rose, I noted that she looked very weak and ill.

Lissa was also worried about Rose. "I'm going to get you something to eat," Lissa said, walking out of the room.

I turned my attention back to the window, glad that the excitement was over. Then I saw someone watching us. "Rose!" I called, panicked.

Rose jumped up and came running over to me, (Though she did it with much difficulty and awkwardness) she followed my gaze and swore.

"Get your shoes and jumper on now," she said, her voice low. She had gone into protection mode.

By the time I moved Rose was already down the stairs. I pulled my jumper of my head and slipped on my shoes and followed her down there. Lissa was compelling Jeremy. Jeremy was out 'keeper' but didn't really know what was going on, Lissa had compelled him-and others- so we remanded un-caught. He got us food, kept us sheltered all without knowing. I shivered, mainly from nerves but also from compulsion, it never sat right with me, I mean I know its what we have to do to survive, but if the choice was there I would of liked to avoided it.

"Go wait out by the door," ordered Rose.

I did what she said, no arguments, no nothing. Rose was in a dangerous mood- one not to be messed with. I didn't wait very long, Rose grabbed held of my hand and we ran. The air was cold, but the sun was blinding.

"Did you hear that?" Lissa asked, obviously scared.

"We've got to run for it," Rose said. She took both of our hands in hers.

"But you can't–" Lissa protested, but Rose didn't care.

"Run," she said, and so we did.

I saw Rose's face change when she saw a car in front of us, Jeremy's car, I smiled. However, my smile was wiped off my face when a giant leapt out in front of us. I was started to feel really scared then, and squeezed Rose's hand even tighter. She squeezed back then let go, and as she did she pushed Lissa and I behind us.

"Leave them alone," Rose growled, and I hid into Lissa. She caught me in a sort of backwards hug. "Don't touch them." The giant put his hands up as a sign of surrender ... and Rose attacked him.

I started to cry. "Please don't let her get hurt," I whispered to myself. When I looked back up the giant had Rose held tightly in his arms, but let go a moment later.. Rose backed away and started to prepare for another attack, but Lissa caught her arm before she could do anything.

"Rose. Don't." Rose stopped and nodded at Lissa, her face softened when she looked at me. I quickly dried my face with the back of my hand and she gave me a little smile.

The giant spoke. "My name is Dimitri Belikov." He spoke funny. Maybe it's a secret giant accent, I thought. "I've come to take you back to St. Vladimir's Academy, Princess."

Our mission had failed.

I was sat next to Rose on the plane. She and Lissa where discussing an escape plan that I didn't really understand properly.

They were rudely interrupted by Dimitri the Giant, who spilt us all up. I stared out the window, there wasn't really much to see, clouds lots of clouds and the ever blinding sun. I stared until Dimitri came and sat next to me. He smiled at me and I returned it, I didn't like or trust him, but I wasn't going to make him think I was a brat.

"Hello, Poppy," he said.

His giant voice made me want to laugh, but I didn't. I was too afraid. "Hello Mr. Giant," I replied as politely as I could. Something about that made him smile more.

"And how old are you, sweetie?"

"Six," I replied proudly – the last time any teacher (or guardian) saw me I was only four!

"Wow, that old!" he exclaimed. I laughed at him. "I don't suppose you could tell us why you all ran away?" he asked, like he was asking about the weather.

I frowned and shook my head so quick it hurt. "Sorry. I super-secret-swore that I wouldn't."

He laughed and tried again. "So you cant tell us anything?"

I shook my head again. "Nope," I said, popping the 'P'. "If I did, that would break the rules and that's bad," I explained gravely.

He gave a big sigh. "Really?" he asked, so I shook my head again. He looked very annoyed for a little bit, but then he stuck his tongue out at me.

I glared at him and did it as well. "Well, I'm not ever going to tell you now!" I said, mostly because I thought it would annoy him. I turned my head away from him; he laughed and left.

How dare he stick his tongue out at me! I thought.

The plane landed soon after, and I had to follow Dimitri off the plane. He kept looking over his shoulder, though, like I was going to do something naughty.

Looks like we're going back to school.

Wow thanks for reading, r&R will update soon

(Please remember I am writing as a 6 year old!)

Sally xx