AN: Hey guys I'm back!

This story is the sequel to You Left Me, so if you haven't read that on go and check it out!

The main focus of this story is Ava and her life at the academy.

I have written a few chapters which i will post in the next couple of days and then you guys can tell me if i should continue.

Please Review! I Love reading your comments!

Chapter 1

The irritating bleeping woke me. I groaned and threw my hand out from under my duvet to make the noise stop. I hit the small box with a little too much force and it flew across the room, hitting the opposite wall with an ear-splitting crash. I cringed and braced myself. Sure enough, less than a minute later I heard footsteps and my bedroom door was flung open. My duvet was pulled off my body and I opened my eyes to see my mother standing over me, one hand on her hip the other holding a mangled piece of plastic.

"Morning Mom," I smiled innocently.

"Ava," she sighed, throwing the broken remains of my alarm clock on my bed, "This is the second one of these you've broken this week."

"Yeah, well, it's not my fault! If it didn't make such an annoying noise-" I started.

"That is the whole point. The annoying noise is to make you get up," she interrupted.

"It doesn't work very well," I laughed.

"This isn't funny. You are going to be late for class. Get up! Now." Mom demanded.

I started to pull my duvet back over me, "I'm getting up."

"Yeah, you are," she muttered, grabbing my duvet and walking to the door. I sat up.

"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted.

"Watch your language," she scolded as she left my room, duvet in hand.

I jumped out of bed and slammed my bedroom door. I was so staying in the dorms tonight. I pulled on some clothes, applied a little make-up and let my long hair fall over my shoulders. I grabbed my bag from beside the door and walked to the kitchen.

My dad was sat at the table reading the paper and Luka was on the floor playing with a spoon. I had just thrown myself into a chair next to Dad when Mom walked in.

"I'll put your duvet back before tonight," she smiled at me.

"No need," I smiled back, "I'm staying in the dorms tonight."

"I think you mean 'can I stay in the dorms tonight'" Mom corrected.

I frowned at her, "What are you going to do? Kidnap me and force me to stay here? I'd like to see you try." I laughed.

"Ava," Dad said sharply, "Don't talk to your Mom like that."

"Why do you always take her side?" I asked, knowing I was sounding like a child.

"Stop acting like a brat," Mom muttered.

"You'd know all about that." I replied in a whisper. Pushing away from the table and storming out the door. I heard my Dad calling me back but I just kept going heading for the Academy.

My parents were so unfair. When I started school they moved onto campus and got jobs at the Academy. They said it was because they would miss me too much. I soon realized it was just so they could keep an eye on me and make sure I didn't get in trouble. Much to their disappointment it made no difference. I didn't go looking for trouble, it just seemed to find me.

Aunt Lissa and Uncle Christian had moved here too with their 10 year old daughter Alice, it was totally embarrassing. The Academy had to build special houses on the edge of campus just to accommodate my family.

My parents lived beside Aunt Lissa with Luka, my 7 month old brother. They tried to make me live with them full time but I refused, I wanted to be at least a little bit normal. My Dad had came up with a compromise, I could spend half my time in the dorms and the rest at home. Of course, I rarely stuck to the deal.

As soon as I reached the Academy I found my best friend Evie. I launched into the story of how much my life sucked and how horrible my parents were but soon I realized she wasn't listening to a word I was saying, she was staring straight over my shoulder.

"Oh, sure, I'll just talk to myself," I fumed.

"W-what?" She stuttered, still not paying attention, "Who is that?" she pointed behind me and I turned around.

Standing just across the corridor was a boy. Not just any boy. A totally gorgeous boy. He had blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. His clothes looked expensive and designer. He was leaning against the wall like he didn't have a care in the world. Which he probably didn't. He was a Moroi, a royal one by the looks of him. The stranger turned in my direction and caught me looking, most people would be embarrassed if a gorgeous stranger caught you staring at them but not me, I just kept on looking until he winked at me. I raised my eyebrows then turned away.

"How do you do that?" Evie asked exasperated.

"Do what?" I replied, confused.

"Flirt without even saying anything," she laughed.

"Excuse me I was not flirting," I said.

"Yes you were, you were undressing him with your eyes," she giggled.

"Please, arrogant is not one of the qualities I go for," I told her.

"Since when did you have a type?" Evie questioned.

"I do have some standards," I muttered.

"First time I've heard of them, what about Jaden? You didn't-" she started.

"Okay, we really don't need to bring that up. I have standards now," I corrected with a smile as we headed towards class.

AN: So what does everyone think? I know the chapter was short and it isn't very exciting but i have some cool ideas as to where to go with this story and i think this chapter was needed to start it all off! Chapters will get longer and more exciting! I promise! Review!