Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own VA. That credit goes to the wonderful Richelle Mead. Poo. :(
A/N: This authors note is actually a strange authors note to warn you about the insane amount of authors notes at the end. Whether or not you choose to read them is your own choice.
Dear Mason,
I remember when we met in our elementary school years. You were shooting hoops with Eddie Castile and I wanted to join in. You told me no girl could ever play on your court, so I threw the ball at the back of your head. I'm not completely heartless, so I did make sure that you were ok, then Eddie started cracking up, we followed, and just like that we were friends. You were a cute ginger, always making jokes, and I, the "exotic" brunette, always got into trouble. You, Lissa, and Eddie took turns in keeping me company during my many detentions, but it was mostly you. During our time spent together, we made up silly stories about ourselves as guardians. We would be Lissa's "guardians" in the hallways and during class. Aside from Eddie, all our classmates and teachers were potential Strigoi. I sometimes slacked off, but you never allowed any harm to come to Lissa.
In middle school we shared the passion of wanting to fight and to prove ourselves, and I knew you'd be a great guardian someday. We always "trained" with each other during free time, fighting endlessly until we ended up with bruises and scratches all over our bodies. We fought our classmates too, in a survival of the fittest mode. We always won, and that's how we got our badass reputation. Did you know they sent notes to our parents? They said they couldn't "control" us, and we would need to be taken care of if things got too out of hand. They never did, though, because soon enough, we were in the upper classes and Lissa's family died. The two of us ran away. I never said goodbye. I dreamed about you sometimes, when we were away. Sometimes I dreamed that you and I were both Lissa's guardians after graduation. We were famous guardians, and our necks were covered with Molnija marks, and we even had some of those strange star-shaped marks for our bigger battles. Sometimes in the dreams, you ran away with Lissa and I, and we became a couple.
But when Lissa and I returned to St. Vlads, you accepted us again, no questions asked. You didn't care to hear tales or rumors of why we left, or how we didn't get caught. There was something else that you wanted, though. Me. I'm sorry that I never returned your love. I'm sorry you died without a girlfriend who was completely committed to you. I wish I could have saved you. There are no words to explain the pain and remorse I feel to this day when I think of you. A part of my heart died along with you in Spokane. If only you could see me now... I hope you would be proud of how much I've changed.
I miss you, Mase.
Love,
Rose.
A/N: Ok, I've already warned you about this, but I'll try to make it short. There's a link on my profile to the Official Vampire Academy Movie page on facebook. Like that page if you want to help support an upcoming movie.
This is a one-shot, but it doesn't have to be. If you liked this letter, and want me to continue writing VA letters, simply write in the comments or in a PM that you want me to continue this. I have plans for a Dimitri letter, and an Adrian letter, but I will not write them until I'm sure this story is recieved in a good light. Further letters will also be less serious. I realize this one is a little sad, but expect future writings of mine to be funnier, cuter, etc. They're not all emo.
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