I didn't respond to him. I mean, why should I have to? Why should it matter who I was. . . . accidentally caught in a sexual position with. I avoided the question with a complaint.

"Those smell.", I grumbled. "Can you put that out now?", I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest. He gave me a pointed look as he took another long drag out of the cigarette. "Hey if I get lung cancer it's going to be on your shoulders, I hope you know that. Oh and you're paying the bills for it too.", I added in the last part after some thought. He looked as if he wanted to smile through the annoyance, but kept his composure. We continued the walk in silence. What the hell, were we playing the quiet game? Word got around fast apparently, because people were staring and pointedly talking while I passed. Adrian frowned as if he could hear them, which made me wonder if he really could. Who was I kidding, he couldn't. He's not a vampire Alyssa, these people are just mental. I reminded myself. I was starting to believe the tale though, and that scared me. Maybe this was all like Alice in Wonderland; I'd wake up later and find that this was all some stupid dream. I uncrossed my arms, sticking my hands in my pockets as I stared down at the ground while I walked.
My next class was history, but not the normal kind. It was about moroi, dhampirs, and even some things about feeders. When I got to the classroom door I turned to Adrian and gave him a quick thank-you for walking me to class and all that boring stuff. I then went in and sat at a seat in the middle of the room. A small creek next to me told my ears that someone had just sat down. A partner possibly? I glanced over to meet someone's eyes. Green eyes.

"What are you still doing here? You don't have to stay for the classes, I mean unless you take this class but you seem too old.", I rambled. "Not that you look old but you seem older than me and these students so you shouldn't be here.", I added in quieter, suddenly self aware of my rambling. His lip barely moved, but he finally lost his stubborn composure and smiled.

"Why would I leave when I can stare at a beautiful girl for. . .", he looked over at my schedule I'd placed on the desk in front of me. "-six hours."

"Because. . . that's stalker-ish?", I said in an unsure tone. Was stalker-ish even a word? If it wasn't, now it was.

"I am not a stalker.", he responded defensively. "I'm your tour guide while you get used t-", He was cut off by a teacher calling his name. "Oh shit.", he whispered and sat up straighter.

"Mr. Ivashkov, I believe you've graduated, yet I still find you in my classroom.", The female teacher said to him, crossing her arms with a huge frown on her face. Was Adrian a trouble maker in school? Who am I kidding, he smokes. That means he's trouble right? That was kind of sexy too. I mean the look of it, not the actual stuff 'cause you know, cancer.

"Ahh yes it's good to see you Mrs-", there was a long pause before he checked the sheet next to him; my schedule sheet. "..Matthews." A flash of disappointment crossed her features, like she was pained he didn't remember her name.

"I see your memory hasn't improved.", she said. "It's Mrs. Linet.", her correction made him awkwardly reach for the back of his head and scratch it. I felt the need to cover for him.

"Oh Mrs. Matthews is next period, he probably just got that jumbled around in the empty head of his.", Immediately after I said it I regretted it. She gave me the 'death' stare. You know, that look that makes you want to sink down into a bed and pull the covers over yourself to hide from monsters? Only teachers have this superpower, but now? She seemed like a raging ex-girlfriend.

Oh jeez. That was it, wasn't it? I bet Adrian slept with his teacher a while ago and doesn't even remember her now. This made sense and completely disgusted me. I mean he was annoyingly raunchy but. . . ew.

Mrs. Linet returned to her seat however, finding nothing to say about it. The hairs on the back of my neck still stood as I focused my attention to the chapters previously written on the board. Flipping the pages of my text book, I got to page 76 eventually, after over shooting it a couple of times. Adrian was mostly quiet, glancing from me to the teacher, until he tapped my shoulder. I ignored it. He tapped faster.

"What!", I whisper shouted. People turned their heads at my sudden, quiet outburst.

"I don't have a book and it's really boring in here.", He responded calmly. I gave him a blatant look.

"I thought you said you were going to stare at me for six hours?", I called him out.
"Yes but I need to refresh my memory on our great history. It's a cool story really and I'd like to read it again.", He said smoothly. I glanced around for a spare book, but there wasn't one in sight. A tugging under my hand made me look towards the book. Adrian had pulled it between us. He then picked up his chair, moved over a couple inches, and slammed it back down so loud that the teacher looked up from her desk. One of his arms went around the back of my chair, while the other rested beside the book. He leaned forward slightly, and I shot him a warning look. We didn't get very far reading because another history book was slammed in front of me.

"An extra for you, Adrian.", Mrs. Linet said with a cold look. She moved my book back over the border of my space on the table. He smiled fakely.

"Thank-you.", He said in a charming, lady-killer tone. The rest of the class time was spent with long silences until the bell rang. I quickly shut my book and stuffed it into my backpack, rushing out to the next class, which turned out to not be a class. It was lunch time. Adrian showed me to the cafeteria, although he suggested ditching a couple of times. I piled up my tray with a chicken sandwich, mashed potatoes, and a juice box. Adrian got something specially ordered from the menu, however. I sat at a table alone, there was no point in talking to anyone else while Adrian was with me. The green-eyed annoyance sat across from me, waiting for his food to cook. I looked around the noisy room at all of the dhampirs speaking with each other. They were all tall, although occasionally there were a couple of short ones, and there were actually some moroi awake sitting with them.

I ripped the plastic straw out of it's casing on the back of the juice box, stabbing the foil at the top with it so I could take a sip. It took a few tries, but I did it. Adrian had one of those teasing expressions as he watched.

"Hey it's harder than it looks.", was my first excuse. He didn't buy it.

"Well I haven't had one in forever.", I tried again. Still nothing.

"Shut up.", I said finally, getting rewarded with a laugh. The lunch person came by with his food, which was probably way better than mine. I was expecting the cafeteria food to be bad, but it was actually good. I mean it wasn't extraordinary or anything, but it wasn't repulsive. I thought I'd have a peaceful lunch, but Adrian started up with the twenty questions again.

"So, do you like Belikov?", He asked me. I was caught off-guard in mid bite of my delicious sandwich. There was that awkward pause where I had to finish chewing or talk with my mouth full, so I held up a finger to tell him to wait for my answer while I finished. He mocked me, holding up his own finger and loudly chewing whatever the hell the lunch person brought him. I flipped him off and swallowed.

"Yeah, Dimitri's nice.", I said. Which was the truth, he was nice to me even though he was a total ass to train with. I was definitely going to be bruised later, there was already a purplish blue one forming on my arm.

"Do you think I'm nice?", he asked me after a pause to take a sip from a flask he kept buried in the designer coat around his shoulders.

"You're nice to me most of the time.", I told Adrian. "When you're not being a sex-obsessed freak.", He scoffed.

"I am not sex obsessed. I just know how to have fun, and share my fun times with others."

"There is such thing as too much information you know.", I replied.

"We could swap some information.", He said suggestively, taking out his phone. I really hoped he was giving me his number and not nude pictures or something. My phone had arrived this morning, courtesy of Lissa. I sighed, but complied to take my own phone out and hand it over. If he was showing me around he needed my number, whether I liked it or not. I typed in my name: Alyssa. Then my number, after I looked it up in my notebook where I wrote it down this morning. I handed back his phone, remembering his hands had touched that thing, and probably many other things. Suddenly, I wanted hand sanitizer more than I wanted anything else. To make it worse his hand brushed mine when he handed me back my phone. Adrian stood, dumping his tray into the garbage and pretending he got a text (there were no signs he had gotten one unless his phone was on silent).

"I have to run a few errands, but I'll be back to pick you up in an hour.", he promised. I shrugged in response. If he wasn't, I could find my own way home. I went to my next class alone and at peace, but feeling a little lonely. Even though Adrian was a pain in the ass, he was still the closest thing to a friend I had here. I sat down in a chair I now claimed as mine, taking out my notebook and a pen. The teacher hadn't come in yet, which gave everyone an excuse to talk. Twenty minutes late, and later, the teacher walked in with scratches covering his arms.

"Class is going to be cut short today, there's been an attack. You may all go home, we'll call you if we need help.", the teacher said, leaving afterwords.

My phone buzzed. I looked down at the screen to see that 'Sexy Beast Jet Steele' was calling me. I answered the phone with a groan.

"Jet Steele? What are you, a stripper?", I asked, immediately knowing who it was. No one else was in my contact list.

"No I'm not and that was a sexy noise you made.", Adrian's amused tone replied. "Errands are being cut short, there was some sort of attack at the court and I- we have to get there right away. I'm going to come pick you up, then we need to leave.", He said in a serious tone.

"I need to pack!", I protested. "How long are we going to be there?"

"I'm not sure yet.", he replied. "I can buy you new stuff up there, we wont be gone forever and we need to hurry because rumors are going around something's happened to Lissa. I'm pulling up now", his end of the line disconnected.

Great, one more thing to worry about this week.

Thank you guys for the support and everything! I'm trying to make these updates more constant. It's now nearly 6am and I stayed up working on this for two hours, just for all of you readers out there. If you liked it leave a review, I love hearing what your thoughts about all of this is! -Sam