Okay, so this is my first story. Ive been trying to write stuff for ages and my brain would not help me, but now this has come out. Finally!

Im not sure how good this is, I havent had a chance to go over it yet, Ive been pretty busy. There are probably quite a few spelling mistakes so just let me know if you spot any.

Oh, and just so you know, I left out the part with Aphrodite and Erik in the hallway, although it was a good scene I felt that I wanted to focus more on her visions and stuff rather than her being all weird with Zoey about Erik. If that makes sense.

Ok, I hope you like this :)

Holding my head high, I walked quietly through the mess of fledglings that seemed to permanently reside in the common room of the girls down. I was trying to get to my room as quickly as I could without drawing attention to myself; which was seriously a hard thing to do. I mean, hello! Its not like someone this beautiful could go anywhere and not get noticed, and usually I didnt mind it, hell usually I encouraged it. Whats the point in being Chosen by Nyx if you dont get noticed for it?

But not today.

Right now, I needed space. I needed quiet, calm, and a damn Advil.

Ok, so being Chosen by Nyx isnt all its cracked up to be. Visions are crappy. They make me dizzy, and tired, and sometimes they make me wanna hurl. But no one ever sees that side of things. Only a select few I can trust, and even that group was becoming smaller, after Venus had died.

I had almost made it through to the dorms when Neferet floated through the main doors and announced to the room "Ladies, this is Zoey Redbird. Greet her and welcome her to the House of Night."

The name hung in the air around me, whispering through my mind. I had heard it before.

Quickly, before Neferet had seen me stading near the stairs, I slid into one of the clustered seating areas that surrounded the Tv closest to me. No one even noticed me, they were all staring at the new fledgeling. I took a deep breath to compose myself, before standing and walking towards Zoey.

Of course I knew straight away that she was different from the average fledgeling, her filled in mark said that much. But there was something else, something I couldnt quite put my finger on.

"Hi Zoey. Welcome to your new home." I plastered on a smile, something that was becoming more and more normal for me; you can hide anything if you fake a smile. Everyone around me was gawking at her mark, so I made an effort to keep my eyes on hers and try to be friendly. "Im Aphrodite."

Her eyes flickered for a moment, before she smiled and said a little too enthusiastically, "Hi Aphrodite!"

Her voice lingered, just like her name had before. Had I met this girl before? Surely I would have remembered.

I knew something for sure, I had a bad feeling about this girl. Well, no. Not about her actually. I just knew I had to get her away from our 'High Priestest' as fast as I could, something wasnt right, I could feel it; and my feelings were usually true. "Neferet, would you like me to show Zoey to her room?" I broke eye contact with Zoey and stared at Neferet, silently willing her to show her true nature. Of course I couldnt show that I didnt believe the facade.

For months now, I had been feeling strange about Neferet, but anytime I tried to tell someone I got a weird feeling. Not like the ones I usually got, about visions and stuff. No this feeling was different, like someone had just hit me in the stomach. It was clear and it was specific, and it was telling me to shut up. It was worse around Neferet, I even starting getting the feeling after visions when I tried to tell her what had happened. Something was telling me to keep certain things about the visions to myself, so I did. It felt like shit, but I had always trusted my gut instincts before, so why should it be any different around a High Priestess.

But then I had heard things, whispers in my sleep. I thought it was more stupid vision stuff at first, but after a while I recognised Neferets voice. She was calling to someone, telling them that the time was coming for him to wake. I couldnt tell if they were simply dreams or if it was actually happening, but something had changed with her, something that wasnt good.

Of course I couldnt show that I didnt believe the facade. Not around her anyway.

I could see Zoey looking at me from the corner of my eye and so I smiled towards Neferet, and waited.

"Thank you, Aphrodite, that would be lovely. I am Zoeys mentor, but Im sure she would feel much more welcomed if someone her own age showed her the way to her room."

Her mentor?

I got that feeling again, sharp and strong and painful.

"Of course Id be happy to show her around! You know Im always glad to help you, Neferet."

Our pretense gone, Neferet simply nodded towards me before turning again to Zoey. "Ill leave you now Zoey." She reached out her hand and sqeezed her shoulder, while I resisted the urge to pull them apart. But apparently, Zoey didnt see anything wrong with the overly-friendly way Neferet smiled at her. Then she turned and nodded once more to the girls all watching and left the room, the door making a gentle 'thud' as she left.

I turned my attention back to Zoey, "Come on, Zoey. The rooms are this way."

The walk was silent. I didnt know what to say, yet there were so many things I wanted to talk about.

I wanted to tell her not to trust Neferet, no matter what other people may say. I wanted to tell her about the visions I had been having about her that werent like my normal visions. For some reason, I wanted to tell this girl about everything, but I knew I couldnt.

Not that I thought she would tell anyone, she didnt look like the sort of person to blab secrets. No, I couldnt tell because of the vamps ability to read minds. Especally Neferet. So instead I put on the stone cold, bitchy exterier that everyone was so used to seeing and lead the way silently to her room.

"The dorm seems nice. I mean, its really pretty here."

I didnt know what to say. I glaced at her out of the corner of my eye and noticed her staring at me. Well then. Time to be a stuck up bitch. "Its better than nice or really pretty here; its amazing."

"Oh. Well. Thats good to hear."

"Its amazing here mostly because of me." I waited for a moment for my words to sink in, and as her eyes slid to mine I gave her my best evil stare. "Yeah, you heard me right. This place is cool because Im cool." She turned away and I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself and make sense of the words that were now spinning inside my head.

I stopped outside her door, blocking the way so she couldnt move past me while I spoke. "Okay, heres the deal, Zoey. You have this weird Mark, so everyones taling about you and wondering what the fuck is up with you. 'Ooh the new girl has a coloured-in Mark! Whatever could that mean? Is she special? Does she have fabulous powers? Oh my- oh my!'" Hell, even I had been thinking stuff like that. Not that I would ever tell anyone, especially not the girl herself. "Heres whats what. Im 'It' here. Things go my way. You want to get along here, then youd best remember that. If you dont, youll be in for a world of shit."

I thought she would be like every other fledgeling around here and just lap it all up and go on her way, but she surprised me by fighting back, not showing the slightest hint of being scared of me. "Look, I just got here. Im not looking for trouble, and I have no control over what people are saying about my Mark."

For a second I was so shocked by her sudden outburst that I almost forgot about everything else. Maybe this girl was different after all. "Good. Just so we understand each other."

I turned and knocked on the door, waited for Stevie Rae to reply, then pushed the door open.

"Hi y'all! Ohmygosh, come on in." Stevie Rae hurried towards us but stopped when I fixed her with a mean glare. My headache was becoming worse and worse, and her high okie voice wasnt helping at all.

"I brought your new roommate to you." Without realizing it, I had put on a stupid OTT okie accent to match hers. I didnt want to be hateful, but it just seemed to come to naturally when I was in this mood. "Stevie Rae Johnson this is Zoey Redird. Zoey Redbird this is Stevie Rae Johnson. There, now aint we all nice and cozy like three little corns on a cob?"

I turned towards Stevie Rae, who seriously looked like a deer caught in the headlights. I rolled my eyes. Deep down, I wanted to say something that would make her feel better, I really did hate being a bitch sometimes. But I knew I couldnt. The second I started being nice to people I wasnt normally nice to, Neferet would know something was up, and she would be on my ass 24/7.

Before I could leave the room in a huff like I had planned, Zoey started towards me and I stepped back. "Thanks for showing me up here, Aphrodite." She said quickly, her hand reaching for the door. "See you around." She slammed the door in my face, leaving me alone standing in the hall looking like an idiot.

Through the thin wood of the door I overheard the conversation between them.

"Shes...Shes..."

"Shes a bitch!"

Thanks.

"Shes not very nice, thats for sure."

"She needs pharmaceutical help, thats for sure."

Well, at least she had one thing right. Now more than ever, I needed space. I needed quiet, calm, and a goddamn Advil.

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