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Leona Lewis- I got you
Sarah's POV:
I was really shocked.
What the hell just happened?
I had never seen a fairy with black eyes or a black tattoo. It wasn't normal. I remembered my teacher saying that fairies usually have blue eyes and blue
tattoos except royal one, like Christina, which have bright purple eyes and tattoos.
But certainly not black.
Judging after the expressions the others had I was not the only one confused. My gaze turned to my side to watch Dean. His dark eyebrows were almost
forming a single one because of his scowl and his beautiful blue eyes were fixed on the ground. Then my gaze lowered and I realized that my hand was
holding his in a tight hold. I loosened it and I softly entwined my finger with his trying to gain his attention. His head snapped toward me and his
expression immediately softened, his scowl replaced with a crooked smile. I smiled back felling my face burning. Fortunately, I was sure my new body was
not showing any blush. His smile was so beautiful. I couldn't believe that last night I had kissed those perfect lips.
Then I remembered that it was totally wrong.
My hand fell numb on my side. I needed to stop loving him. I was not good for him, not anymore. After what Justin did to me, I started feeling dirty,
disgusting. I would never be the same.
And Dean has to stop loving me.
When I dropped my hand, a worried expression formed on his perfect features. God, he was too perfect. Handsome, strong, fast, brave, caring,
intelligent, gentle, smart…
And what was I?
A broken girl with dangerous and uncontrollable powers. Clumsy, weak and weird. I sighed sadly and decided that it was not the best moment to cry my
life. I needed to focus on the three important tasks.
Hannah and ask about my weird blood.
out what was wrong with Christina.
off Dawn's boots. Even if it was a wonderful pair of boots the high heels were killing me.
The awkward silence in the room was starting to freak me out but when I opened my mouth to say something Dawn said:
"What the hell just happened?"
Same question here sister.
"No idea." Dean said. I could still feel his worried gaze on me but I kept my eyes fixed on the ground.
"We have to call Hannah." I whispered.
My comment made everyone snap out of their trance. Dawn cleared her throat and nodded, recomposing her guardian expression.
"Right. Hannah is a good scientist. I'm sure she has some answers. I will call her as soon as possible." Then her gaze turned to me. "Director Lorraine
called your parents. They will be here in a few hours."
"My parents?" Will and I yelled in unison. That made everyone laugh and the tension in the room dissipate.
"Yes." Dawn chuckled.
"Shit! I need a place to hide." Will muttered and started walking toward the door. When he tried to pass Dawn she grabbed him by his T-shirt and
smirked devilishly at him. Will gulped.
"Oh, you're so not hiding anywhere. I can't wait to talk to your parents. I am sure that Anne and Richard will be more that happy to hear that their son
had one-night stands with the whole cheerleader team." She sang happily.
"WHAT?" Kate and I exclaimed. I heard Nick whistle.
"Nice job dude!" Nick hollered. Dean chuckled and shook his head.
"Oh, come on granny! It-it wasn't the whole team!" Will said.
"Really? Well, my source has proves that it was the entire team plus others." She snapped back.
I thought I saw Kate blushing a little. I hoped it was just my imagination.
"You spied me when I had sex? Granny, granny, granny…" Will scolded.
Dawn's smirk dropped.
"Of course I didn't you rude boy! Some of the girls just can't keep their mouth shut." She said.
Kate took a few small steps toward me and whispered softly to me.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Fine." I answered.
She smiled and took my hand in hers. I smiled back trying to hold back tears. I was certainly not fine.
"Come on. Let's go back to our room. Rose and I have a present for you." She said. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement.
Then I remarked that Rose was not here. Neither Jennifer. Or Reed. But they were my best friends.
"Where is Rose? Where is Jen? I haven't seen them the whole day. Neither Reed." I said alarmed.
Suddenly a deadly paleness appeared on Kate's face. Her eyes widened and her hand let go of mine. Will and Dawn stopped arguing and their heads
snapped toward us wearing the same paleness as Kate. Nick sighed sadly.
Dean seemed the only one able to keep a calm expression.
"You mean you don't know?" Kate whispered.
"Of course she doesn't, Kate. She just woke up a few hours ago." Dean said in a blank voice.
That made me sure that something was very wrong.
"What happened?" I asked.
Dean stepped in front of me and took my hands in his. Slowly, one after another, the others went out of the room, leaving me and Dean alone. After the
door was closed, Dean wrapped his strong and warm arms around me. My first impulse was to push him away, but then I remembered that it was Dean,
not Justin. Dean, who loves me and could never hurt me.
"Sarah... Jennifer and Reed were…murdered. I'm really sorry, love."
Murdered, murdered, murdered… My mind seemed unable to process the information. It was impossible.
"No! You're lying. " I sobbed.
This time I pushed him away. His expression really scared me. It was broken, hurt.
And I knew he was telling the truth.
Tears started pouring from my eyes, blurring my vision. Jennifer. Sweet, caring, Jennifer. And Reed, my brother's roommate and best friend. They always
used to help me, make me smile.
And I wasn't there for them. To save them.
I felt me knees melting and, to my luck, Dean caught me before I hit the ground. I couldn't help but cry. I think I cried for hours and Dean just hold me
tight to his chest, murmuring soothing words and planting feathery kisses on my hair, cheeks, forehead and once or twice on my lips.
Three days later…
I was miserable since I found out that two of my best friends were dead.
Still, things were slowly getting back to normal.
The nurse gave me some pills to calm me down. They were pretty useful. At least they helped me pretend that I was okay.
But I wasn't. And my friends knew it.
Apparently Kate, Will and Rose were in the same situation as me. Zombies walking around the campus, trying to act normal. Since I transformed and I
was a fully matured vampire, Director Lorraine decided to change my schedule. I was no longer a normal student.
I was given advanced school subjects to study and I had a new training program. My two hours of special training were turned to four hours. Double time
with Dean. At least something good happened to me these days.
Other than that, I was free to do whatever I wanted.
No other teachers. I had to learn everything in my room, alone and if I needed help to ask Dean. That's what I am doing now. I am supposed to ask him
to help me with some science information, but we just lay on his bed hugging. I was too sad to even think about school. That's probably why Lorraine
loosened my schedule. Because she understands that is I'm not in my best mood and that I need some affection. And she understands that Dean
is the only person able to heal my heart.
After my transformation my parents came here to see me. Apparently Richard and Anne Leen had an impressive reputation everywhere. They also
seemed very familiar with everyone in the Academy. I even saw my mother hugging Dawn. But my father's reaction shocked me when he saw Dawn. I
had never seen him glaring at someone with such hate. Not even Dean, and trust me, they looked like they wanted to kill each other.
Dean took one strand of my hair that fell on my face and moved it behind my ear. I snapped out of my trance to see him looking at me with his
mesmerizing blue eyes. They were full of love and adoration. Still, a thread of hurt was visible too. I knew that it was painful for him to see me like this.
He was the only reason why I took my pills and tried to act normal. Still, I was not a good actress, and Dean is able to read me like and opened book.
"What are you thinking right now?" He asked.
"Nothing special. Just that I am glad that my parents visited me. Their presence made me feel better." I answered.
When I said parents I was referring to my mother. My father never cared about me or my brother. There are times when I actually think he hates us. He
hates everyone. Even mom. He's still married with her because of her body and the things he can do with it. Married for pleasure. Even if he will never
admit it, my mom is one of the most beautiful creatures. I always wanted to just like her.
She hasn't divorced because she thinks Will and I will be upset and because my father is a very rich man that is able to control our future. To make it bad
or good. Money can do anything these days.
"I'm glad." Dean said and then kissed me on the lips. I kissed him back. He tastes amazing.
Dean should be the definition in dictionary for perfection. Even if he says he's not that perfect. See, he's modest. God, I love this man.
Just when his hand reached the hem of my shirt, his phone started to ring. He groaned and I giggled, which made him smile. As he answered I rested my
chin on his chest, looking at him. He started playing with a strand of my hair, his eyes fixed on me.
"Hello?" He said. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Dean, I need you and Sarah to come to my office. Hannah is here." Judging after the strict and determinate tone it was probably Lorraine.
"Of course. See you there." Dean said and hung up.
"Lorraine wants us in her office. Hannah's here." He said.
I nodded and we both stood up. Then I remembered that my books were on his desk and I decided to take them with me to make Lorraine think that I
had actually learned something. As I started throwing them in my backpack I heard Dean opening his closet. I sighed. And he starts again…
"Where the hell is that damned jacket?" He mumbled to himself. I chuckled.
Dean's only flaw: his room is very, very messy.
"The black one?" I asked.
"Yeah…" He said turning his attention to me.
I pointed to a chair next to the little table. As I took the jacket my gaze fell on a picture that was on his table.
I froze.
The picture was illustrating a gorgeous young woman with sapphire blue eyes and long blond hair. Her smile was hypnotically beautiful and her eyes
reminded me a lot of Dean's because of the energy and mystery they managed to radiate.
That photo made me jealous. And I wasn't upset because of it. I was sure that every sane woman would be jealous.
She was so beautiful! It wasn't fair! I wanted to be just as perfect as she was. I continued to glare at the goddess which was smiling at me until I felt
Dean wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. His eyes showed, surprisingly, amusement.
"What has poor Mally done to you to deserve such hateful glares?" He said and chuckled. Mally, huh?
"Who's Mally?" I asked.
"Mallory Tanner, my little sister." He said and sighed.
Sister? I never knew he had a sister?
"Why haven't you told me you have a sister?" I asked.
"I had." He corrected.
"What?"
"I had a sister. She died years ago." He said in a weak voice.
I turned around finally facing him. Poor Dean! Just the thought of my brother dying makes me shudder. I took his hand and squeezed it gently. He smiled
and I smiled back. Everything seemed so peaceful when we are together. I still feel the pain, but his presence assures me that I will be okay. I will
survive and I will be happy because I have him.
"I'm sorry." I said and took one more glance at the picture. "She was so beautiful. I had never seen such a beautiful woman." I said honestly.
"That means you had never seen yourself in a mirror." He said and kissed the top of my head.
"Actually I had seen myself in a mirror. And I can't even compare myself to her." I said.
He sighed. "You're so stubborn. I adore you. You're perfect." He whispered in my ear. Goose bumps appeared on my skin where his cold breath touched
it.
"Hannah and Lorraine are waiting for us." I said breathless.
"Yes. Unfortunately yes." He said and sighed. Then he took his jacket and we started heading toward Director Lorraine's office.
The snow was still thick outside and a cold breeze was floating around. My new body seemed to manage the low temperature very well. As we made our
way to the office I started kicking the snow with my boots. It was something I always used to do when I was little. Fortunately, Kate and Rose's present
was a brand new clothes collection to complement my new body and it also had a large collection of shoes and boots to match, so I've got rid of Dawn's
high-heel boots.
Dean chuckled at my childish behavior. I glared playfully and threw some snow toward him. I giggled.
"Oh! You're going to pay later princess." He threatened playfully.
I rolled my eyes and laughed.
I chocked when I saw the image in front of me.
The whole building was surrounded by scary-looking guardians I had never seen before. They were all wearing similar uniforms which had engraved the
Royal family's symbol: a bright purple rose and two spears which formed a X under it. The spears were engrave only on Royal guard's uniform to symbolize
that they have the responsibility to protect the family (the rose) even if it costs their lives.
And why is the Royal guard in the campus?
Because princess Hannah was here. Yes, Hannah is king Alexander and queen Irina's daughter.
And yes, Christina is a princess too. Because she's Hannah's sister.
I haven't seen king Alexander and queen Irina since I was a kid and they visited my parents. My mother and the queen were friends in their high school
years. Still, such beauty as queen Irina is not easy to forget. I still remember her alabaster skin and pale, long hair which was put in a complicated form
similar to a rose. She was wearing white knee-length dress that complemented her skin complexion and her bright purple royal eyes. Let's just say that
the best way to describe Irina was the word angel.
As for king Alexander, he's the definition for the word handsome. The same pale alabaster skin and purple eyes as his wife. Still, his hair was a different
shade of blond. It was golden blond and a few shades darker that his family's. He was emanating power and determination and was able to intimidate
every enemy but what impressed me the most about him was the way he was looking at his wife. It was full of love, adoration and the desire to protect
her from every threat. And she loved him with equal intensity.
It was very hard for me to understand how is possible for a daughter like Christina to result from such gentle and loving persons like Alexander and Irina.
They were poles apart in personality. The only thing they shared was the stunning beauty. Fortunately, Hannah and Michael are the perfect mirror image
of their parents. Personality and looks.
Have I forgot to mention the Hannah and Christina have an older brother?
Well, they have. Michael. And he's one of the sweetest guys alive and the future king. The same pale blond hair, purple eyes and pale skin as his family
but his smile was something…let's just say that it is on the first page of every magazine.
Really. Kate has tones of posters with him.
Back to reality.
As we got closer to the door the guardians stepped toward us. We stopped. I was scared like hell, they were huge, like mountains.
"Sarah Leen and Dean Tanner I guess?" One of the mountains asked.
"Yes." Dean said while a strangled sound came out of my throat. I thought I saw the guardian's lips twitching up. I cleared my throat.
The guards nodded and we entered in the building. The hall was just as guarded as the outside. Fortunately, it took only a few seconds to reach
Lorraine's office. The guards opened the door for us and we entered. Lorraine was sitting in her bossy chair in all her glory. She was wearing her usual
business woman style of clothing which means a black knee-length dress, black stilettos and a beautiful jewelry set of pearls-necklace and earrings.
I quickly examined the room and was shocked to find out that Christina was casually sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in her hand. She was
wearing a sexy satin red knee-length dress with black high heels. When she saw me and Dean she lifted her glass, smiled devilishly and said:
"Sister, the freak is here."
Then I remarked that someone was sitting on a chair facing Lorraine. The person stood up and there she was, princess Hannah Sabina. Her real name is
not Hannah but Ana but Hannah is the American version. Also Christina and Michael's names are Christiana Alma and Mihail Adrian. Their father also
changed his name in Alexander from Alexandru. The only person in their family who hasn't changed it is their mother. I remembered her saying in an
interview that she keeps her name unchanged because her mother died giving birth to her and her last wish was for her baby to be named Irina. Irina
means in Greek peaceful which describes the queen perfectly. Still, I can't help but laugh at what means Christina's middle name. Alma means in Latin
precious, beloved, dear and kind. Complete opposite Christina.
Back to Hannah. She stood up and glared at Christina for her rudeness and then threw us one of her ten million dollars smiles. Dean and I smiled back. I
took a few moments to inspect her clothes. She was wearing a dark purple satin dress that complemented her eyes. She seemed older than I
remembered. Then it hit me.
Hannah transformed too.
There was no feature left from the shy teen I met years ago. In front of me was a powerful and beautiful princess. I looked between the two Royal
sisters trying to compare them. Christina was visibly more beautiful than Hannah. And Christina's hair was long and straight while Hannah's is very curly.
Unfortunately, Christina had this talent; when she enters in a room, she eclipses everyone.
"Sarah, Dean, it's good to see you." Hannah said. Her voice was also changed. It reminded me of my voice.
"Good to see you too Hannah. I see that you've got the whole Royal guard here." Dean chuckled. I smiled.
Hannah sighed. "Yes. My father insisted to take them with me because of the recent... incidents." She chocked the last word.
So she heard about Reed and Jennifer.
She came closer to me and took my right hand in both her hands. "I'm really sorry, dear." She said honestly.
"Thank you." I said.
"Well, I can't say I am sorry." Christina said.
Hannah's eyes widened and I gasped. Her hands dropped mine. Then she spun around in a fluid motion to glare at her sister.
"Christiana! How can you be so cruel?" She yelled. Christina shrugged.
"You mean I should pretend to actually care about them? Ana, please…" Christina said and took a sip of wine. I shook my head in disgust.
"No one asked you to pretend to care if you don't, but that doesn't mean that you don't have to respect their lives, Christiana." Hannah said.
"Huh! Erau doar niste viermi!" Christina shouted.
"Ajunge!" Hannah snapped.
I really had no idea what were they saying, but I knew that it was in Romanian.
"What are they saying?" I asked Dean. His hands were clenched in fists and he was shaking.
"Erau doar niste viermi means they were just some worms. Ajunge means stop."
My eyes widened in horror. How is Christina able to say about two poor kids who were stabbed that they were just worms. I couldn't even be furious at
Christina. I just felt pity. Her life was drenched in hate.
Suddenly Hannah's fisted hands went limp. Her eyes widened once again.
"Please, tell me you haven't killed them…" She said.
I turned to look at Christina. I prepared myself to jump and attack her if the answer was yes.
But her reaction really surprised me.
She started laughing as if Hannah has just said a funny joke, not a murder accusation. Then she calmed down and said:
"Ana, they were stabbed. Do you really think that that is my style? I thought you knew me better, sister."
"I hope that you're not implied in this. Our family had a lot to suffer because of your…past." Hannah said.
I bet Hannah wanted to say murders, not past.
Then she sighed and turned toward me again.
"I am sorry you had to watch this." Hannah said.
"It's okay." I assured her.
"Hannah, your sister told us the cause of Sarah's early transformation. She also said that you're able to give us some details." Lorraine said.
"Yes. Tell me Sarah, have you ever heard about the spirit?" She asked.
"I read the legend. The spirit is a powerful, magical energy able to release the full power of the immortals and it was hid in a locket. " I said.
Hannah nodded.
"But it's just a legend." I said.
"Maybe, maybe not. The legend you read was incomplete. An information was erased. Still, the Royal family has that information." She said.
"What information?" I asked.
She went to Lorraine's desk and lifted a very old looking book.
"The final part of the legend: If the spirit-locket will be found, the immortals won't be able to release the spirit and to gain the power. It will kill them
instantly. Only the Immortal Blood will be able to open it. And the Immortal Blood will have the power." She read.
At first I was confused. Then I understood.
"Fortis sanguine…Immortal Blood." I whispered.
"But it's just a legend, Hannah." Dean said.
"As I said, maybe it is, or maybe it's not. But that doesn't matter now. The only think that matters is that Sarah is the Immortal Blood. Ordinary
supernatural people are not indestructible, we just don't get old. She is indestructible. " She said.
So, I had just found out that I am some kind of an indestructible creature, mental and physical.
Well, Christina was right.
I really am a freak.