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Chapter 7: Is it him?

Lissa and I stared at each other and back at the letter that I held in my hands. A few quiet moments passed. The feeling set and I slammed the door close and we both started freaking out over it.

"But…he…Camille?" Lissa asked frantically.

I kept shaking my head and paced around my room with my hand behind my back, since my arm is still broken. Why the hell does Adrian Ivashkov love me? Adrian Ivashkov…loves me…. Oh crap.

"Isn't he dating Camille Conta?" I asked Lissa who still looked bewildered. She stared at me and nodded slowly. I shook my head. God…this is so fucking confusing! He's dating Camille, but he loves me? Huh?

"Do you really think it's him?" Lissa asked me. I turned to her. "He can't be the only Ivashkov in this school. And you might never know, how sure are that he wrote it and not another Ivashkov somewhere else?"

I nodded my head. True, there are more than one Ivashkov in school. And they're a really big branch-In Moroi terms-in the royal families.

How sure is it that the letter came from Adrian anyway? We haven't even met each other, so why the hell would he love me when he only knows me from tabloids and stuff? Maybe he just wants the Rose in the movies and not the REAL Rose Hathaway.

2 days later…

It's been two days since that letter, and a lot have come after that. In fact more than letters now. Every time its curfew and we have to go back to our dorms, there's always a red rose taped to my door with no note, just a blood red rose. And when it's breakfast time, there's always a banner or something hanging in the cafeteria saying 'I love you' or 'Find me soon.' Unfortunately, they also have my name on it so, so instead of the person getting in trouble, I get in trouble.

But unfortunately, when I go to detention for that, I get another detention because after detention, someone will put it back up just in time for dinner.

If this person is Adrian, I will make his life hell.

I looked to the clock that hung on the wall in the corner of the room and sighed. It is three-thirty, which meant that I had at least half an hour until detention finished. Hopefully, my last one here.

Half an hour finally passed and detention finished. Even though I didn't really want to be in this school, I decided taking a walk around and getting familiar with my surroundings again would be a good idea.

I left the classroom and walked outside around the school grounds for a little while. I rounded the school's quads, the commons, and even the gym and administration building.

And for some odd reason, I got bored and decided to walk in the library. As I entered, people immediately started to whisper things such as "She's back?", "Look what the cat dragged in…", and "ooh, everyone's favorite whore and actress is back." I knew the last one was from Camille but I decided to ignore it since I didn't feel like fighting with her at this time.

My head was still fogged up by that letter. Adrian Ivashkov, the Queen's nephew and heir, loves me? That is way too unimaginable.

Yes, I do like Adrian, but I never even met let alone even talked to the guy; I have no idea what he's like. He could just be like one of those stuck up Moroi men that our world is constantly filled to the brim with.

Then, speak of the devil, he just happened to walk up to me. I sat down on one of the tables and read one of the books that some nerd left on the table.

"Hi." He said as he sat down in front of me and smiled. "I'm Adrian Ivashkov, you're Rose Hathaway, right?"

I placed my book down and nodded. "Yeah."

He nodded. "So, you're the girl whose suppose to be a bloodwhore…" With that I got up and ran out of the library before he could say anything else.

I can't believe I almost started to like him. He just called me a bloodwhore. I knew it. He IS like the rest of the Moroi men.

Poor Rose…

Julie aka VAfan1