Hello Readers! First I would like to say that this will not affect my story Moving On in anyway. I will still be updating it as much as possible.

I would also like to warn you that this isn't your classic Rose and Dimitri story; Rose is quite and reserved and Dimitri is the bad boy. I like the classic Rose and Dimitri as much as the next person, but I felt the need to do something a little different for once.

I don't know much about Amish culture, so if anyone would like to point out a mistake or give some advice it would be greatly appreciated.

This story is rated T for the moment because of Dimitri, which could be changed to an M rating in later chapters just for safety.

I hope you enjoy this first chapter, let me know if you think I should continue.

Disclaimer- The characters in this story belong to the great Richelle Mead, I only own a few characters and this plot.

xoxo

-Lydia

Rose was helping her mother prepare dinner when her baby sister Rebecca dropped a glass on the floor causing a sharp ring to sound through the halls of their home. Rose's mother Janine, who was usually quite patient, rolled her eyes heavenward as if asking for strength and then bent down to start picking up the shattered pieces. She hadn't said a word to Rebecca yet, who was standing there with her hands pulled in under her chin and her eyes cast downward, seeming unsure if she should fix her mistake and help her mother clean or if she should hang back and stay out of her way.

Her sweet brown eyes met Rose's and Rose gave her a small smile as she stood at the stove stirring the soup that her mother had made to warm the boys up after coming in from outside. Eventually Rebecca knelt down and started to help her mother and Rose was left, still stirring in silence. It was usually quite at their house now, what with her older sister Sarah married as well as her older brother Caleb. And with her father and John still out working the house was left to Rebecca, Rose and their mother. Rebecca, being only six, didn't have as heavy a work load as her sister and mother, and so nearly everything that was in relation to the house was left to the two women.

Rose wasn't the kind of girl that slacked off on her work, she did everything to the best of her ability and she took joy in pleasing her family with what she could offer them. But despite that joy, Rose always found herself looking for something more, and that thought always ashamed her. One day she would become part of the church, she would court a nice boy and then maybe get married. She even looked forward to kid-filled environment that she had been raised in as a child; she wanted that. But she also felt that deep longing in her heart that yearned for something more, something exciting outside of their safe little community.

Rose had been on Rumspringa for almost a year now, the time where Amish teenagers were given a little leniency and could immerse themselves in the way of the English. She had some friends who wore some English clothes, and when she was younger she had caught her brother Caleb smoking one night during his time. It was basically the time that they had to experiment with the English customs and when it was over they would make the decision to join The Order and become part of the church or to live with the English. Most people had their fun and then came back, joined the church and eventually got married. There were always the few who liked the English customs too much to give it up; even if it meant losing the community that they had been raised in. It seemed like an easy enough choice for Rose, up on till now she hadn't even taken advantage of this time, so why would she feel conflicted about something that was so obviously spelt out for her. Everything she knew was in this community; her family her friends, her faith. And every single one of them was wrapped up into this life. Why would she ever feel the need for anything else? She had an itch that she needed to scratch, that was it.

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When the boys came in from the fields their cheeks, noses and ears were bright red as they came stumbling into the house and sighed at the feeling of warmth washing over them; their loud sniffling echoing through the house as they tried to get rid of the cold moister pooling at their cold noses. The house was heated by a giant woodstove that was located in the living room. In the morning, when the flames had been left all night to die down, the house was chilly, but when that monster got going you could hardly stand to be in the same room with it, no matter the temperature outside; it could melt paint. But right now as the whole family; Ibrahim, Janine, John, Rose and little Rebecca sat down for dinner the house felt safe and comfortable.

Dinner was usually a quite affair, probably because Rose's father and bother were shoveling food in their mouths the entire time. Afterwards, as Rose and her mother got up to do the clearing John sat his giant paw on her shoulder and looked up at her with his big gray eyes, the same eyes that were on her mothers face, and complimented her cooking, "That was a great meal, Rose." She flushed with pride and continued her cleaning, giving a small smile every so often when she remembered her brother's praise. And then she recalled what she was planning on taking part in tonight and bit back that shame; what would John say then?

Later that night, Rose was in her bed twitching with anticipation that made her stomach roll and her heart clench. It was almost midnight and it wasn't long before Rose would have to get up and meet Katie. Unable to stand the waiting any longer, Rose through back the covers that were over her clothes and snuck down the stairs, flinching every time the ancient wood groaned in protest. By the time she finally reached the bottom, she was shaking with worry, she had never in her life done anything like this, and the very idea of breaking such a rule had her wanting to climb back up the stairs, change, and go to bed without a care in the world. But her promise to her friend and her eagerness for some fun kept her at the bottom of the steps until she grabbed a coat and walked out the front door.

The air was even colder at night without the sun to warm her, and her breath came out in large colored gusts. Her extremities were already beginning to go numb and her body was wracking with shivers, she couldn't wait to be in the car that Katie's friend was bringing so she could get the blood pumping through her again.

The night was filled with the sounds of nature, something that was peaceful to her in the day but was just plain scary at night. Each crunch of her boots on the light layer of snow made her feel even more alone; one pair of boots, nothing else. She had only walked for a small time before she caught sight of something bobbing in the distance. With closer examination she took a comforted sigh as she recognized Katie in her black cap and dress. Rose was dressed similarly in her black cap and dark blue dress; all unmarried girls wore the black cap over their buns.

Katie must have seen Rose at the same time because her pace increased until she finally came to a stop in front of Rose, both girls panting from running so hard through the snow. Katie spoke first, still panting from exertion, "I'm so glad I caught up with you this quickly, I was scared out of my mind in the dark!"

"Yah, me too." Rose answered. Unable to say anymore now that the panic had caught up with her again.

Just then they heard the sound of a car as Jeep pulled up and the door swung open to reveal a girl with blond hair behind the wheel. She was tall and skinny, that much was obvious even with her sitting down, and she had big green eyes and a kind smile on her face that instantly made Rose feel better. Katie climbed into the front seat and Rose opened the back door, sliding into a seat that was filled with bags.

"Sorry about the mess back there, I brought a whole bunch of clothes so we could figure out what looked best on you." The girl said, their eyes meeting in the mirror, "I'm Lissa, by the way."

Rose gave her a smile, "Rose, "she said, "Thank you for bringing the clothes for me."

"No problem." She said with another smile, and Rose knew that she liked Lissa already.

Rose started going through the bags, shocked that she would be wearing these clothes later. Everything was a rainbow of denim and soft fabric; she even caught sight of a lacey article of clothing that made her blush like crazy. She knew by the shape that it was obviously underwear, but the skimpy pieces of lace and silk were a far cry from the modest underwear that she was used to. Part of her was appalled at such an article, but another was hopeful that she would wear something so fine and beautiful. The idea of the forbidden was extremely temping and she couldn't help but wonder if she would look silly or beautiful wearing such a thing.

She was so lost in the clothes that she didn't realize the car had stopped until she heard a door open. Looking up, she saw Katie and Lissa both getting out of the car before Lissa opened the door opposite of Rose a picked up a bag. Rose got out, doing the same before she caught site of the house in front of them; the sound of music drifting outside. Rose's terror came back full force as she was ushered into the back of the car that was now bigger due to the seats being folded up. She climbed into the back as Lissa started throwing things at her. When she was done, she ended up wearing a black lacy bra and panties, stretchy black pants that Lissa called leggings, and a white top that was baggy, off the shoulder, and ripped in many places.

Rose wasn't familiar with English clothes, so she couldn't judge how she looked, but she knew she felt exposed in the hugging pants and the tattered shirt that was exposing a lot of skin. She shivered in the cool air, "Isn't there anything warmer in there?" she asked Lissa, her teeth chattering.

"Not really, you'll be inside the whole time anyway so it's not like it matters." She gave an indifferent shrug and started picking out clothes for Katie. Rose was less worried about the clothes and more worried about the about of flesh it exposed. She had never been in something so…tiny. She was used to the shapeless, frumpy dresses that she wore everyday.

When they finally went to walk into the house, Lissa was in a dress that didn't leave much to the imagination and Katie was dressed a little more modestly in jeans that looked like they were painted on. In their community, Katie was a bit awkward with her height, towering over some of the boys and looking gangly in the dresses. But in the leans she was wearing, she looked like one of the super models that she had seen on advertisements with her long legs and skinny body. Rose had always been curvier; and she had to admit that she felt good in the pants that were hugging her legs and the shirt that was tighter against her breasts. She felt a bit promiscuous and silly, but confident none the less.

"Wow, Rose. You look fantastic, both of you do! You are going to have guys drooling in there." Lissa laughed and Rose balked, boys, she didn't even think of that! Rose had no clue how to deal with the opposite sex; she had always been to shy to court anybody. Rose scolded herself, You spent half of your life dreaming about your wedding, how could you not factor in the part where you have to meet boys?

Of course she didn't plan on courting any of these boys, she would marry someone from her community, and it wasn't like the boys here would even look twice at her if they knew she was Plain. Just because she was going to a party didn't mean she had to impress any men. She was going for the experience; she could sit in the corner and watch if she was uncomfortable. She was doing this to get rid of the thirst she had been having for adventure, and then she would go home and forget all about it.

Taking a deep breath, she started forward with Lissa and Katie by her side, this was her time to be a little daring, to have some fun, to get out there and enjoy the years before she would take her oath and get married. This was her time to be free, and she was going to take advantage of it.

Okay, so I know that this first chapter is a little unclear about everything, but I will be delving a little deeper into Rose's life as we go on. I'm thinking that the next chapter will be a DPOV but I'm not positive yet.

Again, I know people will get frustrated with this Rose who is so different, but I assure you she will be getting more confidence as we move forward, right now all of this is different to her, and she is basically acting like she is expected.

Let me know if you would like this to be continued, or if you have anything you want to point out, all comments are appreciated.

P.S- For Moving On readers, I have the next chapter half way done, I promise this story will not get in the way of it :D