Hi everyone, here is my new story! I hope you all enjoy it, and review if you think I should continue it!

Chapter 1

Rose's POV:

"Wake up Rosie, it's nearly 2:00!" Yelled a far too cheerful voice. I groaned in response and hid under my blankets.

"I have some great news, and even made you pancakes to discuss it over."

The thought of Christian's homemade chocolate chip pancakes topped with strawberries was enough incentive to get up. I strolled into the kitchen and piled my plate with pancakes, and prepared a cup of coffee. I had a major hangover from spending last night out at the club.

Once I sat down, Christian sat across from me with food in his plate as well. "You aren't happy Rose," he stated simply. I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. "Ever since you dropped out of college, you have been moping around, not wanting to get up in the mornings and not wanting to do anything productive during the day. You have even quit jogging."

"I thought you had good news for me," I groaned. I didn't want to sit here and have Christian tell me about how miserable I am, because I know fully well that I am not doing great. College was simply not for me; I hated studying in classroom environments. My passion had always lied in physical activities, but it wasn't like I could easily get a job for being good at running and sports. Christian had once suggested that I became a physical education teacher, but the thought of teaching a bunch of bratty kids did not appeal to me. I couldn't imagine needing to teach people similar to myself.

It had now been a half a year since I had dropped out of college, and the most productive thing I had done was getting a job at a local restaurant as a waitress. However, I knew that I did not want to work as a waitress for my whole life.

"My Aunt Tasha has also noticed how demoralized you have been lately, and she managed to set up a job interview for you as a result," Christian was clearly trying to repress a huge grin. "She had apparently been out for coffee with an old friend of hers who was in the process of hiring someone. She gave him your name and phone number, and he said he would interview you for the position!" Christian was very excited, although I didn't know why.

"I have gotten many job interviews before, why are you so excited? What is this job even?" I asked.

"You will be interviewed for the position of being one of Vasilisa Dragomir's bodyguards!" He exclaimed excitedly.

My jaw dropped. Vasilisa Dragomir was a ridiculously famous and rich celebrity. She was an actress, singer, and model. She had starred in multiple movies, primarily in romantic comedies, and had gone on concert tours that had completely sold out. She was also dating a really hot singer named Aaron Drozdov. Despite all of her success, she had managed to maintain a nearly flawless reputation. She had a picture-perfect life. The thought of not only meeting her, but becoming a part of her life excited me to no end.

"But I don't know how to be a bodyguard," I sighed after a moment of excitement.

"Tasha's friend assured her that he could train you if you show promise during the interview. It also greatly depends on whether Vasilisa will like you or not since she has to like the person that will be spending so much time with her. So in other words, be nice during your interview! It is scheduled for 5:00 today." He exclaimed.

"That's only in two and a half hours!" I cried. "And you let me sleep until this late?"

Christian laughed. "It's not like you were getting up very willingly," he remarked.

I quickly shoveled down the rest of my food and sprinted off to the shower. After drying off, I had to decide what to wear. I didn't want to look like a slob, but I didn't want to dress too formally since I was interviewing for the position of a bodyguard. Since it was summer, I opted for a pair of cute jean shorts that were short, but not too revealing, matched with a tight workout tank top that made me look both athletic and sexy. I just prayed that I wouldn't look cheap in this while standing next to Vasilisa. After planning out my outfit, I decided to let my dark hair fall down my back in natural waves, and applied a little bit of eyeliner and lip gloss to finish the look.

I would be interviewed at Vasilisa's house which was about a forty-five minute drive away from here which meant that I had to leave really soon. I didn't want to be late.

"Christian, does this look fine?" I yelled to him, needing some assurance. I haven't really had time yet to get too nervous over the interview, but the more I thought about being Vasilisa's bodyguard, the more I wanted the job, and the more nervous I have gotten.

"Rose, relax, you look fine." Christian told me smiling. 99% of the time, Christian is an annoying asshole, but deep down, he is a really good friend. The two of us met during high school. My mother had abandoned me at a boarding school at a young age. I lived at the school for my entire childhood. I made friends, but most of the time I was lonely. Christian and I bonded one summer when he was left at the school as a result of both of his parents being arrested for a first degree murder. Christian had been devastated, and had eventually opened up to me that summer. We both emphasized with the other's feelings of loneliness and betrayal. However, Christian at least had his Aunt Tasha who had become involved in his life after dealing with all of the problems that his parents had caused. After Christian and I became friends, she extended offers to spend time at her house with Christian in the summer. After graduation, the two of us moved into an apartment together. A lot of people found our relationship very weird since we acted like an old married couple, but weren't actually romantically involved. We viewed each other as siblings, and nothing more.

"Thanks Chrissy," I replied smiling.

"You should get going Rose," he said, pushing me towards the door.

"Yes, I really should, thank Tasha for me when you get the chance!" I called out as I rushed towards the car.

I pulled up to the address I had been given and was awestruck by Vasilisa's mansion. The place definitely did not look like it belonged in Montana. Thinking about it now, I wonder why Vasilisa even lives here, and not in California with many of the other celebrities.

A huge gate lined the outside of the property, and large trees surrounded the house. It was artfully designed, and huge. When I pulled up, two bulky men approached my car. I had to show them I.D., and was then escorted by both men inside of the mansion while a different man parked my car. Looking at the two men who were walking me in, I began to worry that I was really out of place. I simply cannot be as strong as these men are. Why would Vasilisa hire someone as weak as I am?

When we entered the large front door, I was led into a spacious room with lots of soft looking couches and carpets. The place was huge, but it still felt like a home. A warm fireplace was the focus of the room and contributed to the comfortable feeling. The inside of the house seemed to be coloured very vibrantly which drew me in further. The two men led me through a long hallway and we eventually exited out a door in the back. This must be it, Vasilisa Dragomir must be outside at this very moment! Despite how excited I am to be meeting a celebrity, I don't want to present myself as a fan. I want to look professional and composed.

I walked out the door and immediately fell in love with the backyard. It was landscaped beautifully with pink, red, and yellow flowers growing everywhere. There were also berry and vegetable plants planted along the fences. Large trees also grew everywhere which made it feel like I was in the middle of a forest. However, the trees were all blocking the sun which was making me shiver a little bit. My gaze eventually focused on the pool that was slightly hidden behind large trees, and saw Vasilisa herself lying down a lounge chair in a pink bikini talking to a man who was lying beside her. I was surprised that she was being so casual about an interview, but I suppose she is the celebrity here. I am just glad that I am dressed casually as well. The two men escorted me closer to the two, and I tried to hold in the excitement that was bubbling within me.

When we got closer, the man and Vasilisa both turned their heads to look at me. Vasilisa turned towards me, and gave me a genuine smile. She hopped up from her seat and walked towards me.

"You must be Rose," she said smiling. "I'm Lissa," she said extending out her hand. I shook her hand, and she quickly pulled up a comfortable lounge chair for me to sit across from her in. Looking at Vasilisa, or Lissa I should say, I was struck immediately by her beauty. Her skin was creamy and very fair, and her platinum blond hair was straight. What caught my attention most were her trademark jade green eyes. I had always thought that her eyes only sparkled in photographs as a result of photo shopping, but seeing her now, I knew that they really did shine like diamonds. Lissa was beyond stunning, and I felt inferior in her presence.

"Would you like anything to drink?" she asked.

"No thanks," I replied.

"Stop being so polite," she snorted. "Pavel, could you bring out some water and an assortment of different drinks for Rose?"

Pavel must be one of the men who escorted me in since he nodded and went inside.

"You don't like warm weather, do you?" I commented randomly to Lissa. It made sense now that I thought about it, with her pale skin. Why else would she be in a bikini at 5:00 in the evening on a not so warm day with a completely sheltered backyard?

"Yeah, you're right; I actually don't like the sun very much. My skin just burns in it." She replied smiling. "So Rose, this is Dimitri Belikov. He is my head body guard." Lissa told me after a moment, motioning to the man beside her. My eyes widened when I took him in. I had been so distracted by Lissa that I had barely even looked at the man beside her. I don't know how I could ever have missed someone like him.

Unlike Lissa, he was completely dressed (unfortunately), but it was obvious that his body was sculpted perfectly. Even sitting down, he looked really tall. Unlike the two men who escorted me in, Dimitri wasn't very broad, for he seemed to have leaner muscles. He had dark shoulder length hair that was pulled back in a ponytail, and dark eyes that I could so easily get lost in. He is painfully attractive.

Looking at the way Dimitri is seated, it is clear that he isn't relaxed like Lissa is. His posture is stiff and a look of concentration seems to be plastered on his face.

"Hi Dimitri, it's really good to meet you," I told him, extending my hand towards him. When he shook my hand, it was like a spark passed between us. His hand was large, warm, and calloused. I never wanted to let go of it.

'Snap out of it!' I urged myself. This is a job interview for god's sake! I should not be drooling over the man who is interviewing me.

"It's good to meet you too. Tasha has told me all about you." He replied formally.

This was Tasha's friend? I was going to kill her for having not introduced me to this man earlier!

"Oh, well that's good," I replied. "Hopefully she has a put in a good word," I added with a wink. Lissa chuckled but Dimitri facial expression didn't budge.

Pavel returned a moment later with a fancy glass filled with water in one hand, and an entire cooler in the other.

"Take whatever you like," Lissa told me politely. She seemed really nice so far. I'm surprised that she was making any effort with me considering I was probably just some person to her at the moment.

"Tasha told me that you have never been a body guard, but that you enjoy physical activities and are fiercely loyal." Dimitri said, turning to me. "I would like to take you into the training room in the house to test your physical capabilities."

"My body is capable of many things," I replied flirtatiously without thinking. Lissa's eyes widened. I would have expected her to have been disgusted by my comment, but Lissa was clearly no ordinary person. She set her drink down and started laughing. Dimitri simply kept his emotionless mask in place.

"Then come with me, and prove it." He said sternly, in a tone that was definitely not flirtatious.

"Alright," I replied.

"Do you know how to shoot a gun?" he asked me as we were walking.

"No," I replied, surprised that it was the first thing he had asked me. "Would I have to shoot people if you hire me?" I asked. I don't know if I am completely comfortable with that thought.

"Unlikely," he replied. "But all of the bodyguards are equipped with them just in case. Fortunately, none of us have ever had to use them. Do you know how to spar?"

"I took wrestling in high school," I replied.

Dimitri sighed. "We don't have to spar often either. It is important to be strong though. Crazy fans will push and try to get close to Vasilisa, and it is our job to ensure that no one can so much as lay a finger on her. Doing this will often require you to use your own body as a shield."

"I would do that, but Dimitri," I began looking up at him. "Tell me honestly; is there any chance that I will be able to fully protect Lissa ever? I am not as strong as you, and never will be."

Dimitri pondered my question for a moment before replying. "It is too early to say Rose. It depends on how fit you can keep yourself, and on how well you are able to apply your skills in high pressure situations."

We went into the basement of Lissa's house and I was shocked to find a track that was a third of a mile long in her basement.

"Wow," was all I could say when I looked at the various workout machines that she had as well.

After ten minutes of running, I was already beginning to get tired. I wish I hadn't been so lazy over this past half year. Dimitri definitely noticed me struggling.

"Why am I even running?" I asked him.

Dimitri chuckled. "We spend a lot of time running from the paparazzi," he replied.

"Oh, ok," I guess that made sense.

Lissa's POV:

"Dimitri, you have to hire her!" I exclaimed. "You cannot even begin to understand how terrible it is to live in a home with so many men who are years older than me! No offense," I added quickly. Dimitri is awesome, but he isn't a teenage girl. "Maybe Rose can even be like a friend to me." She seemed confident, flirtatious, and funny. It would be so refreshing to spend time with someone as down to earth and normal as she is. The media presents my social life as being flawless. In reality, I spend time with other celebrities like Camille Conta and Avery Lazar primarily as a publicity stunt. I don't have any female friends that I could actually consider as being best friends.

Even if Rose and I don't end up getting along perfectly, it would still nice to have a female bodyguard. It is very uncomfortable for me when my male bodyguards have to keep watch over me when I am getting dressed at places like photo shoots.

"I am not sure if that would be wise Vasilisa, she is very inexperienced." Dimitri replied. "Although, I do sense that Tasha was correct in claiming that she was loyal. But if you want a female bodyguard so badly, then we can look into hiring a different one with more experience."

"But no one seems to have experience! There are like no female bodyguards." I replied.

Dimitri nodded, acknowledging my point. "If you are completely set on hiring her, we can train her, and see if she has what it takes to be a successful guard. However, I can assure you that she will not be ready to work shifts alone for quite a long time."

"There is no harm in testing her out, right?" I asked him.

"Probably not," he replied.

"Awesome!" I replied. Dimitri had informed her after their work out that the interview had not yet finished, but that she could shower off before returning outside to the two of us. I know that our interview methods are unconventional, but honestly, the whole point of this in my mind is to see if I can get along with her. Skills can always be learned, but one's personality cannot be changed, so I have always prioritized my relationship with the prospective employee over their job experience. Dimitri thinks my priorities are completely screwed up, but of course has never actually said that to my face. I hate how people are always afraid of speaking their minds when they are around me. I am good at singing and acting, and have been blessed with my appearance, but I am still human! I wish people would quit treating me like some otherworldly goddess. That kind of treatment only further isolates me from everyone else.

"I love your shower, the water pressure is just right," Rose told me as she stepped back outside. I had given her a clean outfit since the one that she wore here was dirty from her workout.

"Thanks, I hate it when the pressure is so low that the shampoo won't come out of my hair," I replied smiling.

"I know," she replied. "And at least your hair is thin. Mine is so thick that the water barely gets through it."

I smiled. It felt good to just talk about normal girl things for once. I didn't have to put up a fake appearance when I was around Rose, and she seemed easy to talk to.

"Rose, I want to hire you. However, Dimitri said you will have to do a lot of work and training to get your skills up to par. Do you want the job?"

"Yes!" she replied immediately. I liked that, how she wasn't trying to act cool or something by saying that she had to think about it first. She knew what she wanted, and wasn't afraid of going after it.

"Awesome, I will show you to your room. I can send a truck over to your old place to have your things packed up." I replied excitedly.

"Wait, do I have to live here?" she asked hesitantly.

"Oh, I didn't think that would be a problem, it's just, my bodyguards all live here since they secure the place at night as well." I replied. I really hoped this wasn't a deal breaker, but she would definitely need to live here if she was going to guard me.

"That will be fine," she said after a moment. "I was just surprised."

"Great! I will be eating dinner in an hour and would love for you to join me." I told her. "Anything in my home is yours to use, so don't be afraid to touch or use anything."

"Ok, that sounds good Lissa. Thank you so much for all of this, it really means a lot to me." She told me.

"Having a potential female bodyguard means a lot to me too."

Do you like the premise of it? Do you like how the different characters are presented so far?