Chapter 1 [:

At first I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to look over to my parents. I knew what they were thinking about this, it couldn't be good thoughts. Still I let my eyes wonder over to them, they both had the same expressions on their face. I couldn't help to let a small smile, crack though my lips, a laugh coming out. I'm not a kid and its not like they cared about me that much before...

"What?" I asked, getting tired of their stares.

Of course, they didn't have to say anything. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dimitri grew stiff. My mind wondered what was up, but of course I knew. This isn't just awkward for me.

Before I got a chance to talk -

"Rose." Her voice was low. "There is more to read in the first book." She pulled out the piece of paper, "Chapter 9, page 118.." Lissa told everyone, she looked at the paper closer. "And it saids for you to read this..."

Of course it did. I take a deep breath before nodding.

He paused, thinking about this, and finally decided not to push it. "Okay." But he pushed me onto the couch, lying over me...still kissing with that same fierceness.

It all hit me at once. Where this moment of my life was coming from. This was the night when Jesse Zeklos, almost did something that I would have been ashamed of. Why did these books have to be about every little moment of my life. Moments that I would have liked to keep to myself.

I looked around the room, everyone had their eyes on me, but a few who were reading ahead. Great!

"Rose..keep going." Lissa told me, she for one knew what was coming.

His lips traveled down to my neck, and when the sharp points of his fangs brushed against my skin, I couldn't help an excited gasp.

Great, everyone here are going to know about the blood too.

He raised himself up, looking into my face with open surprise. For a moment, I could barely breathe, recalling that rush of pleasure that a vampire bite could fill me with, wondering what it'd be like to fell that while making out. Then the old taboos kicked in. Even if we didn't have …..sex..., giving blood while we did this was still wrong, still dirty.

The stares I got from people now, were nothing like the ones before. I did feel ashamed of this even more so now. Why. Did. I. Even. Do. .This?

"Don't" I warned.

"You want to." His voice held excited wonder, "I can tell."

"NO, I don't."

His eyes lit up. "You do. How – hey, have you done it before?"

I was hoping that somehow. Someway this wouldn't be in these books. They were though. My whole family is going to know about my life in bed. My friends are going to know how much of a blood whore, I am.

My mom was staring.

"What?" I asked, her.

"Rose, tell me this is just all made up..?" I couldn't believe what was coming from her lips.

"I'm sorry mom, but it isn't. I'm not a little girl and I never had the best role modal growing up. Anyways." I told her, not looking down. It was the truth even though I did care about her, now. But she wasn't always around me.

"Rose..." She started but got cut off by Lissa.

"Just go on. You two can talk about this later." Her voice was like fire on ice.

"No," I scoffed. "Of course not."

Those gorgeous blue eyes watched me, and I could see the wheels spinning behind them. Jesse might flirt a lot and have a big mouth, but he wasn't stupid.

"You act like you have. You got excited when I was by your neck."

"You're a good kisser," I countered, though it wasn't entirely true. He drooled a little more than I would have preferred. "Don't you think everyone would know if I was giving blood?"

"I'm a good kisser," I countered, though it wasn't entirely true. He drooled a little more than I would have preferred. "Don't you think everyone would know if I was giving blood?"

The realization seized him. "Unless you weren't doing it before you left. You did it while you were gone, didn't you? You fed Lissa?"

"Of course not," I repeated.

But he was on to something, and he knew it. "It was the only way. You didn't have feeders. Oh, man."

"She found some," I lied. It was the same line we'd fed Natalie, the one she'd spread around and then no one – except Christian – had ever questioned. "Plenty of humans are into it."

Lying was one thing but lying on paper, was another. Then reading it out loud to everyone that I know and love was even another.

"Sure," He said with a smile, he leaned his mouth back to my neck.

"I'm no t a blood whore," I snapped, pulling away from him.

"But you want to. You like it. All you dhamp girls do." His teeth were on my skin again. Sharp. Wonderful.

I had a feeling hostility would only make things worst, so I defused the situation with teasing. "Stop it," I said gently, running a fingertip over his lips. "I told you, I'm not like that. But if you want something to do with your mouth, I can give you some ideas."

That peaked his interests. "Yeah? Like wha-"

I knew what was about to happen. My heart skipped a beat.

And that was when the door opened.

We sprang apart. I was ready to handle a fellow student or even possibly the matron. What I was not ready for was Dimitri!

I sort of yelled out his name, when I got to the part. I didn't mean too! It kinda happened, though.

My smile, popped on my lips.

He burst in the door like he'd expected to find us, and in that horrible moment, with him raging like a storm, I knew why Mason had called him a god.

I heard laughs coming around the room, my smile died.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed the room and jerked Jesse up by his shirt, nearly holding the Moroi off the ground.

"What's your name?" barked Dimitri.

"J-Jesse, sir. Jesse Zeklos, sir."

"Mr. Zeklos, do you have permission to be in this part of the dorm?"

"No, sir."

"Do you know the rules about male and female interactions around here?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then I suggest you get out of here as fast as you can before I turn you over to someone who will punish you accordingly. If I ever see you like this again-" Dimitri pointed to where I cowered, half dressed, on the couch. - "I will be the one to punish you. And it will hurt. A lot. Do you understand me?"

Jesse swallowed, eyes wide. None of the bravado he usually showed was there. I guess there was 'usually' and then there was being held in the grip of a really ripped, really tall, and really pissed-off Russian guy. "Yes, sir."

"Then go." Dimitri released him, and, if possible, Jesse got out of there faster than Dimitri had burst in. My mentor then turned to me, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

I stopped reading to look at Lissa. "Dose it say how far I had to go?" I was losing my voice by this time.

She looked back down at her note, flipped it over to the back to look. "No, it doesn't. So I guess you have read enough so, maybe you can stop?"

I shook my head and closed the book. There was a small pile of them on my table. I placed the first one on top of the others. I started to hate those books of my life. They weren't helping anything.

End of Chapter 1

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