Hey guys! Yes, this is Kylee 14 and I just changed my username and for all those people who have read my first three stories…IM SO SORRY! I erased them all because I couldn't finish them. I didn't have time and so this time, I would be only writing one story at a time. I will try to upload every month or every two weeks. It really depends whether I'm inspired or not and also I have school. Anyways! You've read what this is about in the first page so here it goes! Also, IT DOES NOT BELONG TO ME! I wish it did but no I don't own Vampire Academy *Sobs* It all belongs to Richelle Mead. At least the characters. The story setting is by me and maybe a few add on. Also, THIS IS ALL HUMANS no Vampire. I will make one of Rose's heart break one day (when Dimitri leaves her). ENJOY! I LOVE REVIEWS GUYS! And I'm still kinda new with this so don't be mean! .
"This is Not fair, mom." I grumbled. "Why are you dumping me here? AND to live with them? That's WAY too much!"
"This will be good for you and your father. You need to spend time together." She kept her eyes on the road. I know she thinks it's as ridiculous as I think it is. "I know what you are thinking, Rose. That I think this is ridiculous. You're right. I do think that but you can't keep going on like this. You are getting into too much trouble and you need a break."
"So it isn't my relationship with my dad after all." I scoffed. "She admits it."
"It still is. But it's also about your attitude and your actions. You need to get away from Meghan and your other friends for a while and make new ones."
"You know that that isn't going to happen."
"It will." She pulled up the driveway.
"I am staying here." I said.
"Look, your father is already coming out to get your things. Come on. If you promise to survive this summer and one school year here….I'll buy you the car you've always wanted and we'll go to Paris for the next summer. All right? "
My eyes lit up. "Really? You would do that?"
"Stay out of trouble. Understand? Now get out." She sighed. "Stay out of trouble or we are not going. Understood?"
"I'm a good girl, mom! Bye." I stepped out of the car and took my stuff out of the trunk. I met my dad half way down the stairs.
"Hey," He gave me a warm smile.
"I'm only here because I'll be getting my new car as soon as I get home so don't think I'm here to actually spend time with you." I walked passed him and went inside.
The house was still the same, big and well organized. It felt like home here even though I don't consider it my home. It still had that feeling and it made me comfortable. Maybe living here for a while wouldn't be that bad.
"Rose." I knew that voice-that annoying shrilly sounding voice-Mia.
I turned around and smirked. She was dressed in a mini skirt with a pink tank top and sandals. The whole outfit made her look so short and her hair was still in ringlets which made her look young. Her cheeks were flushed and her arms were crossed. Old same Mia.
I laughed. "You wearing a one piece there, Mia?" I asked, smiling. "Or do you have enough cleavage to wear a two piece? Maybe not…you haven't changed much."
She gave me a smile. "Are you kidding me? I am going out with Kyle Leroche. He's super hot. One of the most popular guys out there."
I honestly don't know how that relate to what I just said but I shrugged it off anyway and said, "Hmm….I hope he doesn't treat you like a little girl. You old…so-called boyfriend totally did."
Mia turned crimson red but held her ground. "You're just jealous. So what kind of trouble did you do this time? Had sex with half of the football team and gave them STDs?"
I raised an eyebrow. That was a good one. "Wow, didn't know you knew the word. At least I know what they teach you guys in elementary."
"Enough." I hadn't noticed dad standing there watching us. "Rose, I'll show you your room."
Dad led the way up the spiraling stairs and stopped in front of a white door. He opened it and motioned me in. As soon as I entered my mouth dropped open. I totally lied. I would LOVE it here. With this room anyway. It was amazing! The walls were white with random drawings all over it. It was colorful. They were spaced of course and they weren't all over the wall that it looked annoying. It was perfect. The bed was king sized and there were so many pillows on it. The pillows were colored light pink and green and purple while the comforter was white and the cover of the bed was light green. There were three huge white windows with a ledge each-big enough for two people to sit on it- and it had pillows on it too. The curtains were plain white and see through but there were so much that when you bunch it up you can't through it at all. At one corner, there was a desk and the table top was a mirror. A computer was on it and notebooks and pens. The chair was white also and looked very comfortable. There was a rug which was purple and it was fuzzy. Also, there was another huge rug-not fuzzy-it was light blue, and there were pillows on it; those pillows you sit on.
I walked over to a door which led into the bathroom. The bathroom was enormous and I was glad I didn't have to share with Mia, if we did share, she would most likely lock me out.
I walked out and met my father's eyes. He knew what I was looking for. He pointed towards the doubles doors a few inches away from the side of my bed. I gladly walked over and opened it. It was a walk-in closet and boy, was it huge. It was also different colors. Each shelf was different color and each rack was painted different shades of the color it had. I LOVED IT. It was me. It was SO me.
I turned around as my dad set down my things. "You're trying to impress me." I pointed out.
"You noticed that, huh?" He smiled. "I thought you'd like it. You've always been colorful. Your paintings had shown that clearly.
I smiled. "You remember…."
"Of course I did. Ever since you were little you'd come to my study to show me what you painted and it was always different colors and different shades. It always looked amazing. You are a talented girl, Rose. Do you still play piano?"
"Yes…"
"There's a piano downstairs. I'd love to hear you play again." He whispered. I looked at him.
"I'll play later," I murmured. "Maybe."
He smiled. "Alright. Well, why don't I leave you and let you get settled." He closed the door and I sighed. This is going to be so….interesting.
Two hours later, I found myself putting on my favorite swim suit, a cherry-red two piece and also, a white tank top over top and short white jean shorts. I grabbed my tote bag which had my cell phone, sketch pads, pencils, brush, towel, and some money. I shut the door behind me and walked down stairs. I found dad sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap.
"Hey, dad? I'm going out, okay?" I said.
He looked up and said, "Sure. Be back for dinner though!"
"What time? 6 or 5?"
"6 is good." He smiled. I bet he's glad I'm asking for permission. Well, there's a progress.
"Okay." I walked out the door and felt the summer air blow through my dark wavy brown hair.
I sat on the sand and took out my sketch pad. I was in the middle of coloring the waves when someone behind me tapped my shoulder. I looked up.
"Hey, my name is Lissa Belikov." The girl said. She had curly blonde hair and was wearing a pink tank top and shorts. It was obvious she was wearing a white bikini underneath because her top was almost see through. Sunglasses rested on top of her head and she was holding an iPhone in her other hand.
"Umm, hi." I smiled. "My name is Rose Hathaway. Nice to meet you."
She smiled. "Likewise! Are you knew here?"
"Umm, yeah. Is it that noticeable?"
She laughed. "I don't know and I really don't care. I'm just glad to meet you!"
My face broke into a smile. "Well, I'm glad to meet you too!"
"Hey, you want me to show you around tomorrow? I'd show you around now but it's getting kinda late." She smiled. "What do you think?"
"I'd love to be shown around…I mean I'd love it if you showed me around." I smiled. She smiled along with me.
"Well, okay! I'll show you around tomorrow then. Where do you live? I'll meet you there and do you prefer meeting somewhere else?"
"Umm…Let's meet at my place. You see over there? That huge white house?" I asked, pointing at my house. "I live there."
"You're related to Mia?" She asked looking at me.
"Yeah…she's an ass." I murmured. "Sucks to have her as my step-sister."
"You think she's an ass too?" She asked, her green eyes lighting up. 'She's so bitchy! She stole Kyle from me! And then she's trying to seduce my brother! How disgusting! I personally think she's trying way too hard." She let out a breath.
"Thank god I'm not the only one who hates her guts. I don't see what my dad sees in her and her wicked mother." I frowned and she laughed.
"Let's talk about this tomorrow! I gotta go…have dinner. See ya?"
"Absolutely. Bye" I waved at her as she ran.
