A/N: Hey! Thanks for clicking on my story. This is my first attempt at a Vampire Knight fanfic, so if it's bad, you should tell me how to fix it. The idea behind this was sort of random. I wanted a rebellious noble vampire to be sent to Cross Academy and have the story told through the letters to her brother back home. It was a longshot, but I think it might've worked out okay. :) If you have any ideas, just like message or review or something. Reviews give me mega-inspiration, so if you want this fic to be good, it may be a good idea to review. I think that's all that needs to be said.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight. If I did, I would make Kaname and Zero have a dance off to see who gets Yuuki in the end. :D

Dear Ryota,

Considering the fact that I didn't get to see you before I left, I figured that I would write you. You'll probably be getting letters like this a lot while I'm stuck here at this damn academy. I mean, it's not like I have anything better to do. And I know what you're thinking. No, that was not meant to seem like writing you is just a way to pass the time. Even though it sort of is… Oh well, just deal with it.

So I arrived here at Cross Academy just before the sun set. I was lead to the Chairman's office by a girl named Yuuki Cross. I guess she's supposed to be the Chairman's adopted daughter or something. She seemed pretty nice, I guess. I think you'd like her, Ryota. She seems like your type; the nice girls with a little bit of a hidden punch. Her blood smelled so good too! Her blood has that sweet, but tangy smell that Dad's does… But there's no possible way that that mere human could have genetic ties with the purebloods. Impossible. Sorry for even bringing it up.

"If you don't mind me asking, Maki-san, what made you choose Cross Academy?" she asked with a smile.

The only thing I could think at that moment was, oh god…They use the formalities here don't they? Mom and Dad probably didn't tell you this, but I was living on the streets alone after I ran away again. So I didn't use those honorifics because I only really talked to my food. Don't you dare think of me as a schizophrenic for that. I only talked to them when they were still alive, so it was still socially acceptable, even by your standards.

"Call me Moriko. Maki-san makes me feel old. And to be perfectly honest, I didn't choose to come; my parents decided that hanging around more bluebloods would improve my behavior," I scoffed.

"So you'll be in the Night Class then?"

"Well, yeah. It really wouldn't be the best idea to put me in a classroom full of helpless humans. No offence, Yuuki-san."

She smiled slightly as if to say 'None taken' as she motioned to the door that the Chairman was behind. "Here you are, Moriko-san."

One thing nice I can say about this place is that they have nice architecture. The academy looks like a freaking castle. It wouldn't surprise me if it was functioning at one point. The only other thing nice I can say about this place is that Rima Toya and Senri Shiki always have Pocky. I'm not exaggerating when I say always. Rima was nice enough to share some of hers. I'm pretty sure she'll be one of my only friends here. But I don't really know… Takuma Ichijo, the dorm's vice president, seems pretty cool. He reads a shit ton of manga. And Hanabusa Aido, although he's a bit of a spaz, he seems like someone I could potentially get along with. But, I don't really know.

I was expecting that they'd make me go to classes today, but I was wrong on that one. I'm not complaining. Who in their right mind (besides you) would complain about that? I just didn't think that they'd introduce themselves, give me some blood tablets, and then just leave for class.

Speaking of these tablets, they suck. I've downed quite a few of them already, but they just aren't satisfying! It tastes to me what watered-down beer would taste like to an alcoholic. How can vampires survive on these?! They're practically placeboes! It's like they want us to convince ourselves that this red dye and water twisty shit is blood. Blood isn't this diluted or cold. I couldn't pretend for even a second that this was the good stuff. Ugh… I'm really craving some AB right now… Do you think anyone would notice if some human came up missing? I'm kidding; for now.

They put me in my own room until someone new comes. I'm pretty happy about that. Now my guitars have their own bed to sleep in. I think I scared the Chairman a little when I walked into his office carrying all three of them. Did he really think that I would leave them with my luggage? Don't make me laugh! The porter looked shifty. There's no way I would trust him with my babies. Speaking of my guitars, could you go into my room and send me my other amp? I sort of left it there on accident, and this place is too quiet. I think it could use some random deafening noise to spice things up. And make sure you grab the Engl, not the Hiwatt brand. If you send the wrong one, I may have to shoot you.

Love your favorite (and only) sister,

Moriko

Mother and Father,

Veni, vidi, vici. [I came, I saw, I conquered] Or I would've if Father didn't marry below his social status. I'm just another vampire here; nothing special. I don't get the perks of being higher up because pretty much everyone is a noble or aristocrat. One hell of a reform school this is turning out to be. I hate this academy, I hate these tablets, and I hate you.

Love, your hating daughter,

Moriko

"'Cause I'm young and hopeless; I'm lost and I know this. I'm going nowhere fast, that's what they say. I'm troublesome, I've fallen. I'm angry at my father. It's me against this world, and I don't care, I don't care." -The Young and the Hopeless—Good Charlotte