A/N: these are my original characters, but the plot falls somewhere close to Vampire Knight. DISCLAIMER: I dont own Vampire knight :(

Sighing, I scooped up my math book and opened it to the lesson I was at as I sat down on my bed. Another day to scratch off my calendar and… 145 days to go. I sighed yet again. I wasn't a big fan of school, but I didn't mind it. Sometimes it could get interesting, like the time we had gone outside to find different insects and animals. I was more of an outside girl so I was outside at any time I could. I'd even drag my friend Tori along whenever she wasn't drooling over boys. Today we had gone to the local market down the street from Stone Academy. I had gotten tired of all my clothes so we went and basically bought me a whole new wardrobe. I had been forced into it, really. I just wanted a couple skirts to look nice on our dress down days. But Tori had taken the chance of a lifetime and had fixed my "problem." She was always complaining about the way I dressed but I didn't mind. She should have been glad that I was actually buying a skirt.

Taking out my notebook in my book bag, I tossed my math book on my dresser and went and sat at my desk. Math wasn't appealing to me right now. I wanted to write that story I had for English. I still hadn't come up with a storyline or plot. But I had the Characters down pat, and some of the storyline was building up in my head as I wrote.

"Jett?" I sighed as I heard the familiar voice of my father knocking at my dorm door. It sucked having my father as the Chairman at Stone Academy. I couldn't get by with anything, and I got treated differently from the students. Except Tori, she had always teased me about it, saying how much it would suck. And that's why we were good friends, she didn't care about the popularity or the amount of money any student had. She liked who she liked for who they are, and not what they wear or how their hair looked. Shit, if she did, I don't think I ever would have met her, she would have steered clear of me like everyone else. My hair wasn't cut in the latest fashion, instead it was almost black, I usually let it hang loose down my back, and I had a few purple steaks in my bangs. My clothes weren't exactly girly. I usually wore jeans and a black t-shirt, with my occasional guitar hoodie I wore in the winter or whenever it was cold. I wasn't exactly approachable to any of the other girls here at Stone Academy, who usually wore too much makeup and too little clothes, with those ridiculous high heels that were only invented by men to make a woman's ass look bigger.

"Yeah, dad?" I called out, shutting my notebook and standing up to go unlock my door for him. He could always use his key, but he respected my privacy and always knocked before he came in.

"I was just checking to see how you were doing." He said as I opened my door. He was dressed in his usual penguin suit, black suit, black tie, white under shirt, and the little crimson red rose patch that was sewed onto the left corner of his suit with Stone Academy written underneath it. It was the same one that was hung above our school.

"I'm fine dad, just like I was yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, or any other day you come to 'check up on me'." He smiled and gave me a short hug, ruffling my hair. He still treated me like I was 5 years old.

"You know I'm just worried about you."

I nodded. He always was. I never really found out why he was, I mean I was in a school for cripes sake. And he was the Chairman. And there was security stand guard outside the gates of Stone Academy. It's not like any psychopaths were allowed in here, or for that matter, COULD get in here. They usually got lost on the way up to the school, in the small forest we had encasing our school. It was a good mile hike to the entrance from the gates. That's why the students hated leaving for holidays, they had to trek to the gates to leave, and then back to the dorms once they got back. Now me and Tori didn't mind the walk, we usually ran longer than that on our workout days on the weekend. So it wasn't much of a hassle for us.

"And how many times to I have to tell you, you worry too much?" he laughed lightly and brought me in for another hug. I hugged him back and patted his shoulder. "I'm not a kid anymore dad, I can take care of myself."

He nodded with a frown."I know, I'm starting to realize that every time I see you."

"Did you want to come in and talk for a bit?" I asked. "I can make some hot cocoa." His face lit up like a little kids on Christmas morning and I had to bite back a laugh, to not hurt his feelings. But just as soon as it lit up, he frowned right after.

"I'd love that, but I have paperwork I have to get back too." I nodded. Being chairman wasn't fun, I know that much. Always filing paperwork, getting dozens of new applications for next year, and he was constantly trying to find better ways to ensure security here at the academy. I personally thought he'd done a wonderful job, I slept peacefully at night, knowing there were good men with guns at the gate, and no one ever got past the forest without being alerted by the guards. They had sensors everywhere, followed my cameras. I sometimes felt like I was in a prison. But a good prison, if that made sense.

"Jett?" I was pulled out of my thoughts to find my dad staring past my door onto my bed. I followed his gaze and silently cursed myself for being so careless. "What is that animal doing in here?" he asked.

I ran over and scooped up my cat Ginger and clung to her, afraid he would take her away at anytime. I frantically tried to come up with an excuse. "She's harmless dad. And I couldn't just leave her out in the cold, she looked so scared." I put on my best puppy dog face and looked at him. "Can I pretty please keep her? She's potty trained…" He just stood there staring at me, his hands on his hips, until he eventually sighed and nodded.

"Fine but don't let any other student see her." I sat down Ginger and ran over to him, giving him a big hug. He couldn't say no to me. It was impossible once I pulled out the face. I kissed his cheek and said my thanks, he muttered something about paperwork and left with another hug from me. Once he left I closed my door and did a little victory dance. Of course, I hadn't found Ginger out in the cold. I bought her a few weeks ago with Tori at the pet store. We always went in to say hi to the little animals before we started our shopping for the day, and I had seen Ginger in her own little pin. All curled up and lonely. As soon as I saw her I knew I had to have her. She was too cute, all white except the small light brown patches around her left eye and her right ear.

Walking over to my stereo, I pressed the play button and soon after the head banging rhythm of Disturbed was flowing throughout my dorm. I went over to my bed and decided to give my math assignment another try. I glanced at the clock and sighed, 11pm. Classes were at 8am so I needed to get this down within the hour if I wanted to get a good nights rest. I pulled out my notebook and was just about to start writing down the math problems when someone knocked on my door. I groaned. If it was my dad wanting to have some of that hot cocoa I promised him then he was out of luck. I tossed my books onto the end of my bed and ran to the door.

I opened the door and was surprised to see a guy leaning against my door frame. He looked like he had just woke up, his blonde hair was disheveled and his eyes were squinting, because of my light, since it was dark in my hallway. He didn't have a shirt on, just sweat pants, obviously he has just woken up. I was about to open my mouth to ask him what he wanted when he spoke up.

"Do you always make it a habit to wake people up with that god awful music?" I glared at him, he wasn't that attractive after all, he obviously didn't have good taste in music. He went from 10 to 3 on Jett's scale of juicy hotness in 2.5 seconds. That was a record.

"Do you always make it a habit to show up a girl's door half naked to insult their music taste?" I shot back crossing my arms over my chest glaring at him again. "If you asked I would have turned it down a notch or two, but since you're all gun ho about it, I think ill turn it up some more." I slammed the door in his face and started to walk back to my bed, planning on working on my math problems again. But I literally growled when he knocked on my door again. I stormed over to my door again and wrenched it open, glaring once again at him.

"Would you please turn that ruckus down?" I snorted. Well at least he said please. But that still wasn't enough. If you insult Disturbed, you insult me, and boy was I insulted. I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms across my chest again. I smiled wickedly, a plan forming in my head.

"So what is a guy doing on the girl's floor of the dormitory? It's of limits at night." He stared at me, his eyes narrowing, obviously knowing where I was going with this. I grinned evilly again. He returned my smile with a glare.

"Look, I have a math test tomorrow, I need rest, and I can't help it if some sick twisted person decided to place my dorm beneath yours." His voice went up a few levels and he obviously noticed it because he quieted down. " Now if you don't mind, would you please turn it down a couple notches, and help a poor fellow out?"

"It's scientifically proven that a 16-20 year old brain can function properly on 6 hours of sleep." I glanced behind me and looked at my clock. 11:18pm. "I'd say once you get the fuck out of my face, you'll be able to fall asleep somewhere in the next hour. But that's IF you leave me alone. Now take a clue and get lost." I slammed my door in his face and smiled to myself. Nicely done. I went back to my bed and once again picked up my math book. I worked on them all the while singing to Indestructible that was playing on my stereo. Nodding my head every now and then to the beat. And just like I said, I was finished with my math within the hour. So I went over to my stereo and turned it off, and went and slipped into my pajamas after I had put my books back in my bag. And soon after that I was in bed, sleeping peacefully.

Silently cursing myself for not remembering to set my alarm, I quickly threw on my school uniform and drug a brush lazily through my hair until it was presentable. I grabbed my bag and ran out my door, running to my English class that I was almost half an hour late for. Rushing through the door, I murmured my apologies about being late to my teacher and hurriedly walked to my seat, next to Tori. She smiled innocently at me as she tried to hold back a laugh. Mr. Stewart was rambling on about some new law Congress was trying to pass. I laughed to myself, I was in English right? Where the Romeo and Juliette? Save the laws for history.

"Something funny you would like to share with us, Jett Stone?" I snapped my head up as I heard Mr. Stewart call my name. I looked at Tori for help and she shook her head, holding back another laugh. What was that saying about relying on your friends to be there for you? Through thick and thin?

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something."

"Well I hope that something's your math test next period. Although I can't for the life of me find anything funny in that, except for your current grade." Mr. Stewart said and I sighed. "Please don't disturb my class again, Miss Stone." I nodded and mumbled my apologies. What. A. Dick.

The rest of the class went by quickly, he gave us our assignment and we worked on it silently. Tori and I passed notes throughout his lecture over Shakespeare and I tried to hold back the laughs as she told me about her ride to the market this morning at four in the morning. Apparently, the guards at the gate didn't understand a "girl emergency." They had actually given her an escort, who was pretty good looking from what she told me, to go with her. She said she was tomato red when she walked down the tampon and pad department with him at her side. How embarrassing. But in the end she had a good laugh out of it and I received another glare from Mr. Stewart as the bell rang when we erupted into hysterical laughs at the end of class.

Tori went on to her science class and I remained in my seat, since my next class was math, and Mr. Stewart was once again my teacher. I pulled out my math book and put away my English book. I was just about to pull out my math assignment and hand it in when someone caught my eye and I glanced to my right, just as a familiar boy sat down two rows behind me. HE was in my math class?? Since when??

I glared at him and he seemed to have felt the fury because he looked at me and smirked. I glared some more and huffed when he waved at me. Jerk. "Miss Stone?" I inwardly groaned when Mr. Stewart called my name. "I trust you did your assignment last night?" I nodded and pulled it out of my notebook, walking up to him and turning it in. In exchange he gave me my math test and told me to clear my desk. I almost ran back to my desk, eager to get the test out of the way since the knowledge was still fresh in my mind. As everyone else filed in, and handed in their homework, I bit my lip, getting nervous. If we didn't start now I was going to forget everything I studied last night. When the bell rang, everyone ran to their seat and Mr. Stewart began taking attendance. Hurry up already. Geez.

"Miss Stone?" I snapped my head up as my teacher called my name. I looked at him and he waved a piece of paper over his head. "You're needed in the Chairman's office." I groaned out loud. Now? Of all times?

"Do you think I could take my test first?" I offered. He shook his head, I heard a snicker behind me and turned to glare at the no music taste guy. I sighed and packed my books away into my bag and scooped up the blank test, depositing it on Mr. Stewart's desk as I headed for my fathers office. As I reached my fathers door, I heard muffled voices, I leaned in quietly and listened quietly. I heard my father's familiar voice, and it sounded like he was arguing with someone.

"She's only 17 for god's sake. She shouldn't be drug into this until she's old enough."

Drug into what? And I was gonna be 18 in like 3 months, what were they talking about? I listened again as a voice I hadn't heard before answered him, and he sounded as if he was getting frustrated.

"You're forgetting you were many years younger than her when you first found out. Don't let the fact that she's a girl fool you into think she wouldn't be able to handle it." I heard my father sigh as the guy continued."I've seen her in action when she'd working out. She's got potential, Alan."

He's seen me working out? I shivered involuntarily. That was creepy, having someone watch you without you knowing it. I think I'm gonna have to change my work out schedule…or better yet I should just work out in my room. With the doors locked. And curtains closed.

"I just don't think she should be informed just yet." My father told the guy. There was a long pause before the mystery man answered him.

"Regardless, with what's happening, she going to find out sooner or later. I think if she was informed-" my father cut him off before he could continue, his voice held a hint of anger in it.

"And I supposed you think I should be the one to tell her what exactly killed her real parents, and then turn around and have her guard the vey same kind that did that to her?"

Real parents? Was…He wasn't my real father? But I would remember if he wasn't? Wouldn't I have? I didn't have any more time to think about it, the door in front of me was opened and my father looked at me, fear etched on his face. Tears streamed down my face as I searched his face for answers. It couldn't be true. I would have remembered…

"Jett?" I looked over to the mystery man as he spoke my name. I stepped back involuntarily as I looked at him. That face…

"Not now, Blaise." My father snapped as he wrapped his arms around me. I held onto him for a second before I pushed him away. I wanted answers. And apparently he understood because he motioned for me to sit down at the chair across from his desk, next to mystery man. I eyed him warily as I sat down. Something about him seemed familiar to me…but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

He looked to be a couple years older than me, maybe even my age. The one thing that threw me off was the fact that he was wearing a school uniform, except they were white. His eyes were dark, his hair was black, and his eyes seem to flash when I looked at him. If I had met him anywhere else I would have thought he was hot. But like I said…there was something about the way he was looking at me…I couldn't place my finger on it.

"Jett this is Blaise, he's one of the few that will be attending the Night Classes here at Stone Academy." Shock plastered my face. Night Classes? When did this happen?

"What do you mean Night Classes?" I asked slowly, still looking at Blaise. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, the way he was staring at me…

Before my father could answer, his phone rang and he answered it, turning around, talking in whispers. My father had never been secretive before. I shivered, and I tore my gaze away from Blaise as I hugged myself. Everything is different…

"I'm sorry I have something I have to take care of." My father apologized, and he looked at Blaise. "If you were anyone else, I would not ask this of you, but seeing as h-" Blaise cut him off with a wave of his hand and nodded. His voice was almost a whisper as he spoke to my father.

"I will explain things." My father nodded. And I opened my mouth to complain, I still had questions I wanted to ask him, for gods sake.

"Jett?" I grumbled a quiet "what?" forcing myself not to look at him as he spoke my name. I would get lost in his gaze again, right now I wanted answers. His voice was too close to me as he spoke which made me jump. "There are some things you probably won't understand…" he began but I cut him off.

"All I want is answers…" I whispered. Some more tears fell from my eyes as I thought back to what my father said. My real parents… I forced myself to look up at him, and was surprised when I saw the sad look he had on his face.

"Then I suppose I should return something to you." His voice was filled with regret and before I knew what was happening, he reached out and touched my temple, and then everything went black.