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'LISSA. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!' I shouted, banging on the heavy oak that blocked me from my best friend. I would have thought that the guards would have escorted me away right now, but because I was their boss, they probably felt like they couldn't. I swear I saw smirks on their faces.

I continued kicking the life out of the doors until they swing backwards to reveal a very disgruntled, ruffled Christian. I barged past him, ignoring his cries of complaint to reveal Lissa wrapped in a dressing gown, her hair sticking up everywhere.

'What do you want, Rose?' She asked me, annoyance dripping from her voice. She wasn't impressed that I had interrupted her private time, although she didn't intimidate me, not even when a stony faced Christian wrapped an arm around her waist and glared at me.

'What's this about Dimitri seeing me in a few days?' I demanded, glaring right back at her. Don't get me wrong, I was ecstatic that I was going to see him, but having her scowl at me infuriated me.

'You barged into my room for that? Rose, you know what it's about. Remember? You guys were going to set up Skype once he gets his new laptop in a few days, but he won't be able to speak to you for the next couple of days because he needs to travel to Angelica's old village,' she explained, her frown fading and changing into compassion as she saw my own face drop.

Of course! How could I have forgotten? He had reminded me every day for weeks, and I had been so excited about getting Skype working. I wasn't really going to be able to see him in person, and it hurt my heart.

'Now that we have that sorted, can you leave, Rose? I miss Dimitri too, but I don't see why we all have to stop our activities just because you have some mini-panic,' Christian commented, and I felt the air around me warm like it often did when he got annoyed. Lissa didn't say anything, just mouthed 'Later,' and hugged me gingerly.

I could tell when I wasn't wanted.

Dejected, I sulked back to my room, planning to pull out the carton of ice cream I had stored at the bottom of my freezer and watching trashy TV for a few hours. I had started to perk up a bit at the prospect of watching Twilight, possibly THE most trashiest film ever, when I realised there was a male figure slouching in front of my door. I quickly went through my head who it could possibly be.

Dimitri? No, he's too small to be Dimitri, and Dimitri has a key. And he's still in Palm Springs.

Adrian? Same as above, but Adrian would just dream-visit me anyway, rather than waiting outside.

Eddie? Same as Dimitri, but Eddie wouldn't slouch.

And that was about it for personal visitors. As I approached closer, I recognised the person, and I was happily surprised. Although I would have to tell him about his incorrect guardian position later, I was too intrigued about the reason why Mikhail was standing outside my door at 6am in the morning. He stood up as I become increasingly closer, his mouth breaking into a smile, and I felt myself smiling back at him. He had such an infectious grin, and there was a slight gap between his two front teeth that were extremely endearing.

Although he was older than me by a good ten years, he always brought out the well-concealed motherly side in me. I wasn't sure if that was because of his ruffled look, or his cheeky grin, or his lopsided personality. He hugged me when I finally got to my front door – a brief yet warm hug. We hadn't seen each other for at least three weeks, thanks to my busy schedule.

Lissa had been unsure of whether she still wanted to go to Leigh, and had debated over it for a good three months. However, whenever she wanted to go over it again, she insisted that I was present, because I was going to be objected to whatever decision she made. After a brainstorming session every day for three months, she had finally decided to go, but return to Court for the weekends so that she wouldn't be away from her kingdom for too long.

'Mikhail! I've missed you,' I said, smiling again as I unlocked my door and let him in. 'Sorry for the mess, I wasn't expecting any guests,' I called as I raced into the bathroom to remove the tampons that I had left lying on the counter. He probably wouldn't the bathroom, but I didn't want to risk the chance of us both being incredibly embarrassed.

'It's fine, don't worry. I only want to ask you a quick question,' he told me as I walked back out of the bathroom, finding him perching on one of the stools I have near the breakfast bar.

'Go on then, ask away,' I joked, leaning on the counter opposite him.

'Well, as you know, Sonya and I are planning to marry in a few months, and we've started to organise everything for it. We were wondering if you'd like to be a bridesmaid?' He asked me, blushing a bit. I didn't notice, however.

I raced around the counter and launched into him. 'I'd love to! Oh my god, I can't believe it! Thank you so much!' I rambled, my face almost hurting with the hugeness of my smile. None of my other friends had gotten married yet, and the last wedding I had been to was shortly after graduation, when Stan had surprisingly married a Moroi. Nobody had been expecting it, and it was an even bigger shock for Dimitri, who had been asked to be one of the ushers.

Mikhail untangled himself from me and headed off to the door. 'I'm so glad, and Sonya will be ecstatic. I'm sorry she couldn't ask you herself, but she said she'd rather I asked you face to face than her asking you over the phone. I have to rush off now to get to my next shift, but I'll call you soon!' He called, exiting the building without me moving a muscle. He must have been really late for his shift, but I wasn't going to punish him for that.

For a good few minutes after he had left, I stood in the middle of my apartment, wondering what to do next. I bustled around a bit and straightened the place up, but I had that finished in a record time, and it was still too early to collapse into bed. Eventually, I decided to follow up my original plan, and grabbed a bowl of ice cream from the fridge.

I had just settled down with the ice cream in between my legs, when the door banged. I gasped, and jumped up to open it. It was extremely late for guests, however, and I was very wary, although I knew no danger could come to me in the middle of Court. I skipped over to the door and looked through the peephole, smiling broadly when I saw the flash of yellow.

Pulling open the door, I composed my face, tilting my head up to meet the eyes of the person before me.

'Hello, old man.'