Chapter Four

"Yes," The man said. "I-I need to sit down. Please, come in."

I helped the elderly man walk to his living room. He was tripping over his own feet and I felt horrible. He gestured for me to sit down on the chair right next to the couch he was sitting on. The man took a few minutes to catch his breath.

"I didn't really get to introduce myself. My name is Trent Benson," he held out his hand at me.

I shook it. "I'm Ron."

"Well, I remember that day perfectly. It was a tragic death. Very gory. " Trent started. "Everyone in the family was driving to Maine. It took about four cars to fit all of us. We were all looking forward to seeing our other side of the family."

"What happened?"

"Well, there was a drunk driver and they obviously had no idea what they were doing... I remembered what the wheather was. It was really, really rainy. You could barely see a thing. But, Janet, Kendra's mother could see the headlights of the truck that was heading front-first at us." Trent took a breath. "She tried to move the vehicle to the right, out of the way, but the driver had hit the left side of our car."

I sat and listened. I was going to ask questions later when he was finished.

"The left side of the car was where Kendra was sitting. I was sitting infront in the passenger seat. It happened all quickly then. I remembered how I looked to see if Janet was okay. She had broken her wrist but she told me it didn't hurt as bad." He sighed. "Then I asked the girls, Kendra and her sisters, in the back seat if they all were alright. The two other sisters said they were fine. They weren't hurt. But then I heard them sobbing. I turned around to find out why they were."

I swallowed. "That's when Kendra...?"

He nodded once. "I was surprised when the car flipped over it hasn't hurt her two sisters. Kendra had so much blood on her, you couldn't even see her face... We couldn't save her."

Now was the time to start asking questions. "Did she ever used to go to Vampire Academy?"

"Yes." Trent said. "I believe so."

--

When I walked into St. Vladimir's hospital my frown turned into a smile. Cassie's eyes were opened and she looked better than ever. Did she even have a clue of what happened yesterday? I walked over to her bed. She smiled when she saw me.

"Hey," She muttered.

"Hi." I said. "Do you feel okay?"

Cassie nodded. "Yep."

"Do you have any idea of what happene yesterday?"

"All I remember is being outside in the dark and falling on the ground." She said. "Its no problem though. The nurse said I can go to my classes today. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" I asked. "You can spend another day in here- just to make sure."

"Ron, I said I'm fine." Cassie sighed. "I want to get out of here."

"Fine."

I waited for the nurse oto come so that I could sign Cassie out of here. When I finished, Cassie and I walked out the door and started walking to the dorms. We didn't say a word to each other. Was she mad at me? But what could she be mad at me for? For saving her life? I couldn't stand the awkward silence any longer.

"Can you say something?" I asked.

She looked at me. "There's nothing to say."

I sighed. Suddenly, Rose walked up to us with Lissa at her side.

"Hello," Lissa smiled.

I couldn't help but smile back. "Hey."

"There's another ceremony going on in a half hour," Lissa said. "I didn't know if you knew yet, Ron."

"Thanks for telling me." I said. I forgot Rose was there. "Oh. Hi, Rose."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Hi."

"Oh! You must be Cassie. Am I correct?" Lissa asked.

Cassie wasn't really the friendly type. "Yeah. And you are?"

"Lissa Dragomir." She held her hand out.

"That's cool," Cassie said. Then she turned to me. "I'm going to take a shower first before the ceremony starts. Or are you too overprotective and have to be in the shower at the same time as me too?"

Lissa blinked. "Who do you think you are?"

"Lissa, please." Cassie said. She walked up the staircase that lead to the dorms.

Lissa stared with her mouth wide open at Cassie as she walked away. "That selfish little tramp! How dare she?"

"Lissa," I grabbed her arm. "Its okay. She's just new. Let her get used to the school and the people around her. Besides, she just got attacked last night and is probably still a little shocked about it. You were new too once."

Lissa sighed. "Alright. Ugh, if she swings her butt any faster she's going to knock something over!"

"Lissa!" Rose laughed. "C'mon, don't pick on the new Moroi's. Ron's right. Give her a chance. She's probably scared."

--

"Ronald Weasley," Janine called into the microphone.

My mouth dropped open just as Lissa's did when Cassie walked away. Me? Again? I can't handle two new Moroi's! I can barely handle Cassie as it is. How can I handle another one? I took a deep breath and told myself to relax. I'm storng. I can handle this. It wouldn't be as bad as I thought. I stood up from my chair inthe audiance.

I knew everyone was watching me walk up to the stage, but I ignored them. I stood up tall- trying to look brave, as I looked around the audiance trying to find who my new Moroi was. I didn't have a clue on who it could be. I was going to have to have a word with Janine later.

"Chyanne Lewis."

The girl must have been around 5'2. She had wavy brunette hair and chocolate colored eyes. She also had a heart-shaped face, just like Cassie did. She was so skinny it looked like she could break if you poked her. I gave a warm smile to her as she stood on the side of me. Chyanne gave a small smile back. Since Cassie sits in the back, I swear I saw her roll her eyes.

I frowned.

--

I haven't realized I was so hungry. I grabbed an apple from the basket in the middle of the table and cut a piece. Chyanne sat on the right side of me, while Cassie sat on the left. Cassie hasn't said a word since she walked off to take a shower.

Ignoring her, I looked at Chyanne and watched her eat. She ahs been eating the same carrot for about five minutes. I decided to let it go. Looking down at my plate, I realzied half of my apple was gone already. I'm such a pig!

Cassie leaned over me. "So, Chyanne. Your new to this school, huh?"

Chyanne nodded.

"Well, I'm new too," She said in a non-friendly tone. "And I'm one of Ron's Moroi's."

"Well, so am I." Chyanne snapped back.

I swallowed. "Chyanne, this is Cassie. And its pretty obvious this is Chyanne."

"I'm sure we'll make the best of friends." Cassie smiled. I had a feeling that smile wasn't a friendly one.

I made a mental note to keep a close eye on the both of them.

--

Somewhat during the middle of the night, Cassie was walking down the hallway. She knew she asn't supposed to be up past curfew, but she wanted to explore the rest of the school. Cassie gasped when she bumped into a black figure. The figure gasped too.

"Oh," Cassie said. "Its you."

"Like I'm happy to see you either," Chyanne snapped.

Cassie grabbed her arms and pressed them against the wall. "Listen. To. Me."

Chyanne glared at her. "Why should I?"

"I'll make you regret it." Cassie said. "I'll make you regret to ever come here!"

"I'm not scared of you."

Cassie smiled. She took out a knife from her pocket and put it against Chyanne's neck. "I will do it."

"Go ahead." Chyanne swallowed. "Go ahead. All the evidence will go to you and they will punish you. Your the one who will regret it."

"No. It won't." A different voice said.

Chyanne tried to look over Cassie's shoulder, witout getting cut, and saw a blonde guy standing behind her. he had no shirt on and his skin was pale. Very, pale. "I'll make sure it doesn't."

"Who are you?" Chyanne choked.

"Malfoy." He said. "And I swear if you tell anyone my name I will murder you myself."

Malfoy shoved Cassie aside and took ahold of the knife Cassie was holding. Malfoy pushed Chyanne's shirt down so that her right shoulder was bare. He put his lips on her neck. She stood still as a statue. Too frightened to move.

"Yum." Malfoy breathed in deeply. "Your blood smells so good. Its almost hard to resist it. I could use my very sharp fang to cut that skin right open and drink the blood that spills out of your body. It would only sting for a few minutes."

She had just remembered to breathe. And when she did, everything around her spun and she could feel goosebumps crawl up her body. She suddnly started feeling cold, but she ignored it. Why me? Why me? Chyanne thought to herself over and over.

Malfoy stuck his tongue out and licked her neck. "And I am right. You do taste delicious."

Cassie smiled, listening to Chyanne's loud breathing. "Malfoy, please. You can't kill her right this second."

"Why not, my love?" Malfoy asked, lifting his head from her neck to look at Cassie.

"Because. This is her first day here. We should wait a few days until Ron doesn't expect anything. Until she is familiar with the school."

Malfoy sighed. "Maybe your right. But it wouldn't hurt just to have a little drink."

"I suppose not."

Malfoy licked her neck again. "Just make sure you stop me. Okay?"

Chyanne was too scared to scream when his fangs dug into her. Although she did dig her nails into his arm. He didn't seem to mind though. When he was finished, he lifted his head from her neck and licked his lips from the rest of the blood that was on his face. He studied her for a few minutes, thinking.

"How did it feel?" He asked, pressing his lip against Chyanne's forhead.

It was like fire burning her alive when he first bit into her. Then the burning slowly faded away.

"Hm. That's odd," Malfoy said. "You should have pulled me away from her. But I stopped myself. Maybe I'll have a little more."

Without thinking, Chyanne grabbed his hair and put his lips to her neck, where he had bitten her before. He was surprised at first, but the nsmiled. He drank more and more of her blood and she suddenly became dizzy.

"Alright," Cassie said. "Malfoy, that's enough."

He still drank.

"Malfoy!" Cassie snapped. "That's enough."

Malfoy lifted his head once more. Chyanne collapsed on the floor.

"She'' be alright, my dear." Malfoy walked over to Cassie and put his arm around her shoulders. "She's just a little confused by the blood loss. Everyone is. And I believe that her blood will make you live longer. You must feed. Tonight."

Cassie shook her head frantically. "No. No way. She'll lose too much blood. Ron will know."

"My dear, then we will give her two bottles of blood for her to recover." Malfoy said. "Only temporary."

Malfoy searched in his bag that Cassie was suddenly holding, and took out water bottles that were filled with red liquid. He waent over to Chyanne and lifted her head up. "Girl, wake up."

She took a deep breath. "W-what...?"

Malfoy opened the water bottle and shoved it in her mouth. He had her head tilt back.

"Malfoy, your choking her." Cassie said. "Let her pick up her own head."

Malfoy did so. Chyanne took the bottle, seeing she couldn't do anything else, and drank. "That's it my love." Malfoy soothed. "Drink. Drink it all."

"We must get rid of the mark," Cassie bit her lip. "Do you think my powers will still work even though I'm losing blood?"

Malfoy nodded once. "Try it. We cannot leave evidence, remember?"

A few minutes later, the mark was gone. "Now." Cassie said to Chyanne. Chyanne desperately looked at her, wondering what she was going to say. "I'm going to tell you what I want. If you don't give it to me, or do as I tell you, I'll kill you. Both of us will kill you."

"W-what do you want?" Chyanne asked.

--

When they left, Chyanne quickly walked up the staircase that lead to the dorms. being careful not to wake up her roommate, Danielle, she opened the door and closed it behind her. Chyanne tried not to trip over anything as she walked to the bathroom. Shutting the door, she walked over to the mirror and looked at her self.

Scared to death, she moved her hair from her neck to see if she had a bite mark on her neck. It was gone. Chyanne took several deep breaths and looked out her window that was torwards her left. Looking at the full moon outside, she collapsed on her knees and sobbed.