Hello :) Sorry for the break in between chapters. Wasn't sure what I was going to write and started to go into "writer's block". Back now and hope you enjoy this chapter.

I don't own anything, Richelle Mead does. I just own my character Anastasia Mallory.

"I think I am going to stay," Guardian Belikov replied. "I want to make sure Miss Mallory gets to her next class without difficultly." A few guys behind Christian and I were laughing. I scowled and returned to this book. I have no idea why I was so angry all of a sudden. I clenched my fists, closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. Nope, still angry. When I opened one of my hands, a small ball of fire emerged. I quickly closed it again, hoping no one noticed. I turned to see if Christian hadn't noticed. He was staring right at me. He definitely saw it.

CHAPTER 4

Since Moroi had enhanced senses, all of the other students picked up the smell from my small fire.

"Mr Harris," Ralf Sarcozy called out. "I can smell fire in front of me. I think Christian burned the new chick…" I quickly turned around in my chair to see a bulky yet plump Moroi leaning in his chair with a smirk on his face. Mr Harris walked up beside Ralf and me. "Shouldn't he be sent to the Headmistress?"

Mr Harris looked at both Ralf and me and said calmly, "I don't see any marks on Anastasia, so no. Christian won't be sent to the Headmistress." Ralf looked very annoyed, smirk swept off his face. "Although, you may be sent to Headmistress Kirova if you don't sit properly in your seat, Mr Sarcozy. Everyone, back to you work."

I turned around back to the book, and then I remembered Christian. I looked at him and wondered what he was going to do. Blackmail me? I hope not. I cleared my throat as quietly as I could.

"Ummm, Christian?" I whispered. Christian looked up from his book and to me. "Hi. Umm, I was just wondering if we could speak after-" I looked at my timetable. "Ancient Poetry? You have that next? Or should it be when lunch starts?"

I hoped he was paying attention. It was hard to tell because he didn't really have any emotion on his face. "Sure, after Ancient Poetry," he replied, even quieter than I.

"Awesome!" I said, louder than I should have. "Outside the feeder's room?" I waited for somewhat of a reply, but Christian just gave a nod.

After Fire Elemental Control was finished I had Ancient Poetry. I forgot Guardian Belikov had been in my class, so he was by my side just after I left the classroom. I forgot how tall he was. And hot.

"It was you, wasn't it?" he asked casually, walking me to Ancient Poetry. "The look on your face when Mr Sarcozy falsely accused Mr Ozera was very gruesome." When I didn't reply, he presumed that I hadn't heard him. "You made a little fire in class, didn't you?"

"Yeah, it was me," I said quietly, disappointed at myself for some bizarre reason. "I didn't mean to. I was so frustrated-"

"Frustrated at what?" he sounded concerned.

"I-I have no idea. I remember I was fine then I was like tackled with this amount of anger inside of me. Part of me felt like I was going to do something dangerous…" We had reached the Ancient Poetry classroom. "You remind me of my parent's guardian. I was able to tell him everything and he made everything better…" I looked up at Guardian Belikov, who was staring right back at me. Part of me wanted to kiss him but I had to stop myself. "Goodbye, Guardian Belikov," I whispered and went into the classroom.

No way in hell was I was expecting to fall on any guys here let alone a freaking guardian! I was walking to the feeder's room. I never realised how uninteresting ancient poetry can be. I mean some poetry was alright but most was a snore-fest in my opinion. I wish I was allowed to do something like visual art or cooking, at least I would enjoy my classes.

I noticed Christian leaning against the feeder's room's entrance. He looked like he wanted to be somewhere else… Christian stood properly when he saw me walking towards him.

"Hi Christian, thanks for-" I smiled.

"I want to get sustenance before our," Christian said, "thing." I nodded, I too was thirsty. He walked in first and was greeted by the same lady with the clipboard. I had a gut feeling that she didn't like me… We were the first ones in and Moroi students began to queue up. "Is Alice available?" Christian asked hopefully. I hope he only wanted her blood nothing extra on the side… The age difference would be so…

"Why yes, she is. You can go in there Mr Ozera," the clipboard lady smiled. Christian almost skipped into Alice's stall, which was a strange sight. She looked at me. "Want Alice as well or someone else?"

"I'll have someone else, I guess… Just tell Christian to wait for me afterwards," I replied as she opened one of the empty stalls. A young, attractive male was sitting on the small stool. If there was anyone to challenge Guardian Belikov in appearance, he would definitely be tied. He was gorgeous. Probably a retired model or just horny enough for the Moroi saliva…

"Why hello there," the human said flirtatiously. "I'm Cameron and how old are you?"

My eyes widened. Oh dear god. He better not be some kind of paedophile. "I'm Ana and I'm seventeen…" I walked over to Cameron. I felt as though he was going to attack me from the way he was looking at me. After I bit into him, he moaned loudly. Not the moan of ecstasy but like twice as loud. Oh god, possible sex addict? Just as I began to leave, he caught my hand and turned me around. He quickly put his hand on my mouth and moved the stool away from the centre.

"Get-off-me!" I tried to say as he put me on the cold floor. But it was pointless in making a noise because he was pressing his hand so tight on my mouth. Cameron was somehow able to sit on my thighs, hold a hand on my mouth and unbutton his pants. Oh good god. I heard Christian say goodbye to Alice in the other stall and left. I tried to squirm my way out underneath of Cameron but that led to a hit to the skull. I felt myself loosing consciousness and starting to see flashing lights.

The last thing I remember was him taking off his pants and lifting up my skirt.

Sorry about that. Been rewatching a few episodes of True Blood before I wrote this. Everything is alright for Ana, by the way.