Hello there. Not much to stay. I need to update more frequently, I know. The next two weeks I have midterms and SATs soooo....yeahhh. I'm still gonna try though, I'm a procrastinator. Okay, love you all very much. Please review, it makes me inspired. :) Love, Molly Rose
I went to school the next day and finished getting all of the make up work I would need from my teachers for the following week. It was a little suspicious because Damien, Emily, Frank, and I all went to the office to get extended absence notes for the same week. They didn't question us though, and a small part of me thought Daniel had made a call to the school and talked to our principle. Daniel could get people to do things they wouldn't normally do. That's why he was our alpha I guess.
When I was in my last period, my teacher asked me to stay after class. I waited until everyone left and walked up to my teacher's desk.
"What's up, Mrs. K?" I asked nicely.
"Well, I just wanted to know who've you heard back yet from, college wise?" She asked excitedly. "I tried really hard writing that recommendation letter to Yale for you. Do you know I've never had to write one to an ivy league for one of my students? I just hope I did a good job, for your sake, honey. You deserve it."
I smiled. "Thanks, Mrs. K." She was my Physics AP teacher, and also my favorite. Its surprising how much you like the teacher effects how much you like the class. "And..." I thought about it for a second, then decided there was no harm in telling her, "I got my letter a few days ago. I got in."
"Oh, you did?! Oh goodness that's wonderful, Rose! Why didn't you say anything!" she asked.
"I don't know. Actually, you're the first person I've told." A thought came to me. "And please don't tell anyone else!"
She looked startled for a second, but then nodded. "Its just that," I explained, "I'm planning on telling them next week, when we're away. I'm...going to surprise them. Plus, I haven't even decided if I'm going there yet."
"Oh, oh, oh," she nodded enthusiastically. "Of course I won't say anything. And I hope you make the right choice. Yale is an excellent school."
"I know," I said softly. I said my goodbye and walked out of the class.
"Yale, huh?" Someone said next to me. I jumped.
"Jesus, Damien!" I said and put my hand over my heart. "How long have you been there?"
"We're going home together, remember? You told me to meet you here." Crap, I forgot.
We were taking multiple cars to the vampire's home. I was taking Emily, Sean, Damien, and Frank in my car, and we were leaving right after school. Brysdon and Greg left yesterday so that they could get there before everyone. This upset me slightly, but it came with the territory of Brysdon being with the royal family crowd. Diane, Justin, Amanda, and Tina were traveling with the werewolves to show them the way. Brysdon told me that his dad wasn't happy about the fact that Amanda wasn't coming earlier with Brysdon and Greg, but she had insisted.
"Oh right," I said. "Let's get going then, don't want everyone waiting for us." I started down the hallway but he caught my arm and held me back.
"Not so fast, flower," he said. "What's this about Yale?"
I sighed. "It's nothing. Really." He just gave me a look. I sighed. "So, I might have applied a while ago. Found out I got it. Not going there anyways, so there was no point of telling anyone. The end."
"Rose-" he started, but then stopped when we heard footsteps coming around the corner. I sniffed the air. It was Emily.
I looked at Damien. Please don't tell her, I begged with my eyes. Please don't. He just continued to stare down at me, and then at last nodded. We'll talk about this later, he mouthed to me.
"Who's ready to go!" Emily said once she rounded the corner and spotted us.
"We are," Damien answered. "Let's get going." He put one arm around my shoulder, and the other around Emily's as we headed to the parking lot.
They had dropped off their stuff the following night at my house, so we just had to meet Frank and pick up Sean. Once we did, we headed to Emily's where we would follow Jona's car and a few others to our destination.
"Stop it!"
I awoke with a start to Damien yelling. He was driving while Sean was in the passenger seat of my car and Emily, Frank, and I were in the back. We were switching turns driving, and Damien had the last shift.
Sean reached over to change the radio station and Damien swatted his hand away. "I said stop it!" Damien said to Sean.
"I can't stand this crap anymore," Sean said, referring to the popular top-20 radio station Damien had on.
"I'm not listening to your alternative shit," Damien said, "I'm driving, so we're listening to what I want." Sean blew out a frustrated breath but let it go.
"How much longer?" I asked while rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"About 15 minutes," Damien replied. "Everyone start getting your stuff together."
Frank, Emily and I started getting everything that we had spread out over the back seat and putting it in our bags. I was getting a little panicked when I saw all of the food everywhere. They were lucky I even let them bring food in my baby. We finished getting everything together and just sat in silence for the rest of the way, which was fine with me because my mind was racing now that I was awake.
Oh my god, calm down, I told myself. There will be all of the vampires you know there. The king and queen will be there, Greg, Amanda, and Brysdon. Don't freak out. I couldn't help it though. I started to sweat.
"Stop it," Emily whispered in my ear. "Stop freaking out." She grabbed my hand and squeezed it, and I smiled at her.
Damien suddenly swerved off the road we were taking onto a side road.
"Woah!" Frank said, as Emily and I slammed against him.
"Sorry," we both muttered and set ourselves upright.
"My bad," Damien said, "they took an unexpected turn and I didn't have that much time to make it."
"Obviously," Frank muttered, while rubbing his arm.
"Where is this place?" Sean said, looking out the window. We had just pulled onto a one-lane dirt road with nothing on either side of it but trees.
"Brysdon said the mansion was very secluded," I told them, also staring out the window. "Part of it is built into the mountain."
"Awesome," Frank said.
We kept traveling on the road for a while, following the caravan of cars. They took a sudden left after about ten minutes, and then we were driving on the ledge of a mountain.
"Oh man, oh man," Sean said, looking down at his lap. He was afraid of heights.
We turned the corner of the mountain ledge, and I gasped. "Hey look!"
"No thanks," Sean said, still looking at his lap.
"No seriously, look!" I said, pointing to the bottom of the valley. Everyone, except for Damien, thank god, looked down.
The valley was filled with trees for miles and miles, but a little below us, we could see almost a small village of large brick houses scattered around in the trees. Then there was a clearing, with more small buildings. And then finally, I saw it. Well, it was hard to miss, considering how large it was. The mansion was built out of stone, and as Brysdon said, the back part of it was built into the mountain. The house stretched across the base of the mountain, with large windows covering it's front side. The front is probably the only part of the house where you can get sunlight, considering the back will be mostly in rock. It was huge, at least twice as big as Daniel's mansion. The style was like a fairy tale castle, very medieval in a beautiful way. There were even gargoyles.
"Creepy," Emily whispered, echoing my thoughts.
Damien took us back down the mountain and then we were on a dirt road again. And then we stopped.
"What's happening?" I asked, leaning around Sean who was in the passenger seat in front of me.
"They're stopping at a gate," he said, leaning forward as well so he could see better. We were all looking forward attentively, until we finally saw Daniel get out of the passenger seat of the second car. Our alpha walked up to the small, brick building next to the gate and knocked. The door opened a second later, and a vampire I didn't recognize was at the door. They talked for a minute, shook hands, and then the vampire went back inside. The gate opened. He walked back to the car, told them some direction, and then motioned them through. We were about to make our way in, but he put a hand in a motion to stop us. He walked to our car, and Damien rolled his window down.
"Everyone else is going to park their car's in the garage and unload their stuff. But you will follow this stone road around to the front of your house and get out. Someone will come to your stuff to your rooms." He then turned his head and looked at me in the back. "Brysdon will meet you out front."
We all nodded and Daniel stepped back from our car. Damien rolled up his window and we headed on our way to the front of the mansion. If you went straight down the path, you could see an entrance to what looked like was a cave next to the side of the mansion, which I guessed was the garage. We went left and followed the path along the side of the house. It was even more beautiful up close. Finally we came to the front, where the road made a small circle. In the middle was an old marble fountain with a statue of an angle holding her head in her hands, as if she were crying. Damien stopped the car.
"So...now what?" Emily asked the question we were all thinking.
"I guess we get out?" I said, as I slowly opened the door. It was cold outside, seeing that it was nearing night, and I wrapped my north face tighter around myself. Damien popped the trunk, and I went to get my suitcase.
"Let me take that, Miss!"
"Woah!" I gasped in surprise at the vampire that appeared out of nowhere. He grabbed my bag out of my hand.
"I apologize," he said, "Being fast is part of my job description, considering I'm part of the help." He gave me an apologetic smile while grabbing the other bags from the trunk. I think he was one of the oldest vampires I've seen, yet he still looked no older than 50. Which means he was probably like 100. He had grayish hair, and looked almost...elegant rather than beautiful. "My name is George. I'm the butler for your majesties."
"Um, hello, George. I'm Rose and," I said, pointing to my pack members who were joining me from the car, "These are my friends Damien, Emily and her brother Frank. And this is my cousin, Sean."
"Nice to meet all of you. Everyone has been talking about you coming." He nodded his head and quickly walked inside.
"Alrighty then," Sean said, and started after the vampire. We grabbed the last of our stuff, which wasn't a lot considering George left with all of our suitcases, and locked the car.
The doors to the mansion were at least ten feet tall, and had huge lion-headed knockers on each side of the door. George had left it open for us, so we just walked in. We walked into the foyer and Sean let out a low whistle of appreciation. Even the foyer was huge, with an extremely tall ceiling and a chandelier hanging from it. There was a tall marble staircase directly in front of us with a red carpet running down the middle. To the left was what looked like another hallway, and to the right was a large living room with a fireplace. Past the staircase was a large window where there was a small courtyard, and the more building. I had a feeling after the courtyard; the rest of the house was under the mountain. Let's just say, it was amazing.
"Where's Brysdon?" Emily whispered to me. It was just the kind of place you felt like you had to whisper in. "Wasn't he suppose to meet us here? I almost feel as if we're intruding."
George set our bags down and clapped his hands once together. Another vampire appeared instantly. "Please take the gentlemen to their rooms," George said to the vamp, who quickly picked up the suitcases and started up the stairs. The boys gave us a quick glance, and then hurriedly ran after the vampire. "I will show you to your rooms, ladies."
We walked up the stairs as well and instead of taking a left like the boys did, George led us right. "To the left are the gentlemen's rooms, and over here are the ladies rooms. The king and queen's room is in another part of the estate, along with the princes. We kept going, taking a left at the end of the hall. We passed a library filled top to bottom with books, and I made a mental note to explore it later. George stopped at the end of the second hallway and put Emily's bags in front of a set of doors.
"I've been told to give you rooms right near each others. Miss Emily, this is your room, and Miss Rose, this will be yours," he said, pointing to the room directly across from it.
"Thank you, George," I told him with a smile.
"It is my pleasure," he said with a smile back, and walked down the hall.
Emily and I stood there for a second and looked at each other. "Now what?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said. "I guess we explore our rooms and wait?" She nodded and took her bags into her room.
I did the same, but didn't have time to explore my room, because there was only one thing in it that matter. And that was the beautiful vampire sitting on my bed, waiting for me.
He stood up as I closed the door behind me, and then I ran over and jumped into his arms. He grabbed me hard, one arm around my waist and the other wrapped around my shoulder. We pulled back and he kissed me like the world deepened on it.
And oh, what a kiss.
It was urgent and hungry and sweet all at the same time. For several seconds, there was nothing else in the world but the kiss and the fierce heat of his body against mine. His tongue pressed against mine before kissing me further, deeper.
"I've missed you," he growled, then took both of his hands on each side of my face and kissed me sweetly.
"I've missed you, too," I whispered against his lips. His arms went to my waist and kissed my neck, my ear, and the hugged me tightly.
"Geez," I told him, "If I knew I was going to get that kind of greeting every time we were apart for a day..."
"Don't even think about it," he muttered, and then finally pulled back. His eyebrows were pulled together, creating worry lines near his eyes and forehead. I put my hand to his face and traced them with my finger.
"What's wrong, Brys?" I asked gently.
His faced smoothed immediately. "Nothing," he sighed, and took both of my hands from his face and clasped them between his. "Coming back is just as stressful as I thought. I would have much rather of stayed home."
"Technically," I said with a small smile, "This is your home."
He chuckled, kissed me on the neck and said, "Not anymore. My home is with you now, little wolf."