So everyone I know I haven't updated in a long time and I don't have an excuse for it but I hope you can forgive me and follow the story as I write. And for those of you who have already read this chapter I decided to re write it.

Disclaimer- The world and characters of Vampire Academy belong to the fabulous Richelle Mead.

It was time again to enter Mr Belikov's class. It had been two weeks since he had started teaching and two weeks since I made my vow to make his life a living hell and honestly it was hard work. He didn't seem affected or annoyed by any of my actions and as for my attitude he just shrugged it off. I knew it was time to up my game and it was exactly what I was going to do I would do something unpredictable something no one would see coming.

As I walked in the classroom everyone was already seated. It was a continuous routine that I was always 15-20 minutes late to his lessons. Once again Mr Belikov didn't seem bothered by it and ignored me and focused on the class. Damn teacher. I hated him, I hated him with a passion either that or it was heart burn from the food I had eaten earlier. But I would stick with hating him with a passion.

Lissa told me I had to stop acting so childlike and act my age. I knew Lissa meant well but she was Lissa. She was perfect, she did everything perfect, her whole life was perfect apart from her choice of boyfriends. But that's another topic for another day.

I continued into the room and sat in my seat. He didn't even bother asking me for my homework or asking why I was late, I was becoming too predictable and I knew that. That's why what I was about to do next would make him crack. I got up and started walking around the class and as I did everyone looked my way. Their gazes followed me as I started walking toward the front of the room. None of them paid attention to the man standing and trying to teach their focus now primarily on me. I walked up to said man and handed him some paper and smirked.

I knew this had shocked him as he looked down at the paper and then back at me astonished. However I knew he just wouldn't accept it quietly and that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted a reaction out of him but the one I got was not the one I was expecting.

"I must say Rosemarie I am impressed. Handing in your homework I do hope it wasn't too much for you to handle"

After he said this the whole class zeroed on me. If they hadn't already been shocked by me getting up and walking to the front this had. However none of them dared to say anything except one person. The person with the biggest mouth ever.

"Wow Rose doing her homework, I would have thought she wouldn't of had time what with having to do other people to earn a scrap of money since her father took off and her mother doesn't even care" This came from the mouth of Jessie Zelkos. I don't know how he knew all of this but I wouldn't let it show otherwise everyone would know its true, not that it was. Well only half of it.

It's true my mother doesn't care and my father left us before I was born. The only thing I knew about my father was that he must have had brown eyes and awesome hair. I knew this because I looked exactly like him or so I assumed as I looked nothing like my mother the polar opposite really whilst she has read hair mine is a deep, rich brown and I had eyes to match.

I didn't expect a reaction like that. Screw my earlier plan I thought he was going to get a reaction out of me. I walked calmly up to Jessie's desk and punched him in the face. Everyone gasped of course not because I was the one doing the punching, god no they had seen me do it about a thousand times, but because I did it in a classroom. Normally I would save my fights till lunch but today I had had enough. I stooped low and punched someone in class even I had a bit more dignity than that. I might not get on well with my mother that's true but it's still a sensitive subject. How would you feel if your mother wanted to abandon you just as your father did, not that she hadn't tried she would leave the house days at a time leaving me to look after and raise myself she was either at work or spending time with her boyfriend of the month.

After punching him I regretted it a in return I got a slap in the face by Jessie himself, I knew that was coming. I had dated Jessie once and suffice to say it didn't end very well or on a good note ether. He was possessive and controlling and thought he could do whatever he wanted to whoever he wanted and he had clearly shown that. What he did to me when we dated made me mature and take note on how horrible the world was and even though at the time I was a strong individual it made me want to become even stronger. My mentality changed and I was no longer a naive little girl and I knew then that the world was full of horrible people who could do horrible things.

This created an even bigger reaction from the class as some of the girls gasped in terror and horror at what they had witnessed and Christian, Lissa's boyfriend, even came to back me up. However Jessie didn't stop just with the slap.

"You little bitch. If it wasn't enough that your father left you and your mother didn't want you what about how you killed Mason and you left him to die. You enjoyed stringing him along and then watching him die. You took great pleasure in it"

Everyone knew that Mason died last year but no one ever brought the subject topic up they knew how the conversation would end. No one dared being it up to ether Eddie or me we were the only ones there when it happened. I felt terrible for not being able to save him and constantly blamed myself for the events that happened but no one ever knew this only Eddie. I wouldn't even tell Lissa who had been my friend since our first day of school and was now my family.

Just then it seemed if Mr Belikov had finally realised what had happened.

"Jessie Zelkos and Rosemarie Hathaway I suggest you both go to the principal's office right this instant."

Neither I nor Jessie was willing to break our glares at each other but hearing Mr Belikov's command we had to. I marched to where I was sat and grabbed my bag. I stormed out of the room slamming the door behind me hitting Jessie in the face.

It turned out that I would have detentions everyday for the next few weeks with Mr. Belikov. I hated the thought but it was ether this or be excluded like Jessie. I didn't want to be excluded or it would be another thing people could whisper about not that I cared or gave a fudge what people thought of me.

As the bell rang signalling the end of the day I made my way to room 108 to start the detentions. As I approached the room all I could think was god help me.

Dimitri pov

I watched in horror as Jessie hit Rose in the face. No girl should be hit by a man especially one as beautiful as Rose. Wait what was I saying, I shouldn't call my student beautiful. It was wrong. Seeing Rose get hit brought back many memories that I wanted to keep locked away.

Flashes of memories danced across my vision. My mother being hit and crying out in pain, him telling her to shut up and do as she was told. I remember watching my mother be hit over and over again until I could finally help her and hit the man myself until he went away.

Once I saw Jessie hit Rose I knew I had to do something, I had to stop him before it was too late before he did it again and again. I saw Christian Ozera stand up and make his way to stand next to Rosemarie, to back her up if needed. I knew I should have spoken up and stopped what was happening but what was said next shocked me as well as the rest of the class.

"You little bitch. If it wasn't enough that your father left you and your mother didn't want you what about how you killed Mason and you left him to die" I had heard of Mason Ashford and the unfortunate circumstances that had led him not be completing his last year of high school. I was shocked that the death of the young man was blamed on an innocent girl.

Okay maybe Rose Hathaway wasn't innocent or that's what rumours and staff had told me. Many saw Rosemarie as a strong willed student but claimed she wastes her potential which I can see clearly, many of the rumours told the story of Rosemarie Hathaway in a bad light which made it confusing to know who the real person was behind the tough persona.

Enough of my ramblings it was time to put a stop to what was taking place in my classroom.

"Jessie Zelkos and Rosemarie Hathaway I suggest you both go to the principal's office right this instant."

With that Rosemarie stormed out the room with a very smug Jessie Zelkos following behind.

Throughout the day I wondered if Rosemarie was okay. I knew that she would be serving detentions with me for the next few weeks starting this afternoon. The headmistress thought it would be appropriate for me to handle Rosemarie's detentions and wanted to see if I could get through to her as none of the other teachers could.

The time had come for Rosemarie's detention and I had thought of a way to try and get through to her. I thought if I could make things more fun and interesting for her then she would at least take an active part in my lessons or at the very least hand in homework each week. I knew it sounded childish but if this was a way to get her to do the work then I would gladly do it for her.

In the end the detention didn't go too badly. There were moments of resistance but I think I was starting to make progress with her. With the start I had made with her she seemed like she wanted to learn and be active in class involvement but something was holding her back. As I entered my apartment and started cooking my dinner I thought back to tonight.

Flashback

Rose entered my classroom without a sound and handed me her detention slip. As I took it off her she went and sat down in a desk at the frount.

"I know what I did today was inexcusable but you would have done the same if you where me" Rose started I almost didn't hear her as she was so quite.

"Your right it was inexcusable but you had no right to do it either way."

"You don't know anything. God you teachers are all the same you think you know the students, know how they think and feel. I get it you where students as well but that was back when you where younger. You don't know what it feels like to be a student in today's society" With that she was quite for the rest of the evening and even started on some work I had set her.

So that's it I hoped you enjoyed it don't forget to review.

Rachel