AN: Yay me!!!! Chapter 2!!!! One step closer to becoming a Vampire Knight FFA. As I said before, I am not sure where this story is going. Alaria will be of course involved in almost all the scenes because the fic is about her, but ofcourse the original characters will always be around. I am still planning a HUGE twist. Right this a day before Yuuki sees Zero fighting Sakura and getting her memory erased.

A/N what do you think of the story?? I've never created a major OC before and I want to know if you can picture her and her personality.

Flash back:

"Speech"

'Thought'

"Let go, let go or I Alaria will hurt you!" Alaria's comment seemed to cause some of the vampires to laugh. The one holding her wrist raised a perfectly sculptured eyebrow.

"You hurt me? I don't think so." He said, arrogantly and in a tone that clearly said this discussion is over.

Kaname, twisted her arm so that her back was pressed against him. And began erasing her memory of what had happened. Alaria, struggling to get free from his grasp could do nothing but slowly succumb to a deep slumber.

Rating: Mature (for future chapters that might include lemon)

Chapter 2- A new friend? Probably not

A weak, dazed groan ended the deep comfortable silence. The form of a very exhausted Alaria, shifted softly underneath the satin sheets. She rubbed her throbbing, dazed head, moaning as the light headed feeling intensified. There was only one other time that Alaria could remember when she had such a dazed feeling; the night she was expected to attend her parents cocktail party. From that day on, Alaria knew that more than 2 glasses of red wine was way too much for her poor liver to handle. She used her elbows to prop herself up, she frowned when she looked around the room. She had most definitely never seen this room before. She definitely didn't know who those hideous looking shoes belonged too and she most definitely didn't know the person in the photo-frame near the bed she was in. Alaria, finding this whole situation a wee-bit creepy thought back, she focused her mind on the memories of last night. She remembered the carriage ride, as she focused her mind and tried harder, she had a flashback.

'After what seemed to be ages, she finally arrived at the prestigious school ranked number 1 in the world, Cross Academy. Alaria stepped out of the carriage already dressed in her black school uniform. She stared at the huge castle of a school, her shimmering silver hair swaying as a soft breeze blew past her.

'This place looks amazing.' She couldn't wait to see the rest of the castle, smiling she made her way into her new school, a light skip in her light steps.

She had been walking down a dimly lit corridor for some time now and getting mildly irritated. She sighed and tried to find something more interesting. Alaria searched the landscape, nothing. Just when she was about to give up and walk the same way she came, she noticed something shimmering in the corner of her vision. Alaria, being the curious person that she was, headed further down the corridor and to her absolute glee, happened upon a bed of snow white roses. She couldn't help but admire the beautiful, fully blossomed roses. She made her way towards them. As Alaria kneeled down to smell the roses, she couldn't help but feel comfortable. Her steely eyes soften as she ran her fingers delicately over the petals.

'Roses,' the beautiful flowers always seemed to bring out something in Alaria, ever since she could remember, roses were her favourite flower. She, ironically enough, had a white rose tattooed on her palm ever since she could remember. Explaining the black gloves she constantly wore.

She bent over to smell the roses, delighting in the refreshing scent.

She gasped and grabbed her head, as though there was some mental block, some sort of electric fence that shocked the nerves in her brain every time she tried to remember anything else that happened that night. Sighing she swung her legs of the side of the bed and stood up. Stumbling and placing a hand on her forehead to sooth the drunken feeling. Finally after steadying herself, she made her way to the mahogany door. Cautiously, she opened the door and peaked out into the hallway. Good, no one there, she crept down the hallway…conveniently she was in a room at the end of the hall and thus didn't have the dilemma of choosing between which side to choose. Slowly she made her way down some stairs, grinning as she saw what seemed to be an exit. Alaria, thanking all that's good, walked out of the flat undetected. She spoke to soon, the door opened and hit Alaria. She fell flat on her butt as she lost her balance due to the unexpected push by the door. Groaning, she rubbed her rear and looked up to meet the wise, crazy eyes of non other than Mr. Cross.

…Alaria, remained quiet. Expecting some kind of questioning, instead, she was greeted by an unexpected, bewildering "HI!!!" Alaria, stared gaping, she had met strange people but not quite like the man standing before her at the moment.

"You must be Miss Cartel! Welcome to Cross academy! Where we try to educate and make your life happy and filled with toys, flowers, cherries and fish!" A huge childish smile was plastered on Mr. Cross's face. His expression contrasting with the shocked and sweat drop face Alaria was wearing. Before she could say anything, the headmaster, Cross, pulled her up to her feat and was dragging her out of what she guess was the dorms and into a series of connected buildings.

"Your just in time the last class is about to start and you'll make it in time to be introduced to the other students!" Alaria couldn't say anything. Her brain was jammed, the idea of meeting such a childish, happy man and getting dragged across a lawn somehow isn't registering in her mind. Lost in her combusting thoughts, Alaria hadn't quite noticed that she was already standing in front of larger Mahogany doors. The headmaster turned to her.

"Well Miss Cartel…mind if I call you Alaria?? YAY! Ahm, you may go in, the teacher will automatically call upon you to introduce yourself… good luck." As soon as he's said that he turned around and walked towards some place that she didn't know. Shrugging at the strange experience, Alaria took in a deep breath and made her way through the doors. Instantly all eyes were on her, she shyly waved and made her way to the front of the desk, where a teacher with a patch over his left eye smiled warmly and beckoned her to introduce herself. Meekly, Alaria introduced herself;

"Good afternoon, I am Alaria Cartel. I am a student originally from Venezuela." Alaria, looked about the room for the first time, trying to get an idea of what the class thought of her. She saw jealousy, typical of the girls, admiration, typical of idiot boys and some friendly looks here and there. But there was one person that wouldn't even stare at her. He just continued staring out the window. All alone. "Maybe he is new too she thought" seeing as he was basically sitting all alone in the middle of a row of desks. Cocking her head to the side, she ignored the teacher and students and made her way towards the seat next to him.

She heard a few gasps and whispers from other students as she sat next to him. The boy with Silver hair, a darker shade then hers, eyed her from the corner of his stunning purple eyes. His eyes were the kind of purple that you could get lost in, like the night sky in the darkest storms of winter. Smiling at him she said "Hi" he eyed her for sometime before facing the front. A smile tugged at her lips as she heard his delayed "Hi".

A/N Ehe…. . I know its been like forever and I apologize… but er…. I've been so busy!!!!! The IB diploma senior year is the biggest pain the ass ever!!!! So yeah,,,, sowwy, well ahm that was chapter 2… I hope you enjoyed it… it was kinda hard to write since I had completely forgotten everything that I had planned for this chapter…. =/ ahm yeah but anyways…. That's the chapter…. R and R!! =D