Christy's POV

The beach. It is lovely. I see a boy. David is his name. I want to talk, but I can't. He turns to me and runs.

"Hello Christy. We meet again." he said, I find my voice.

"Who the fucking hell are you?" I asked. He smiles.

"I'm Alberta's nephew. She had a brother you know. Albert."

"Albert?"

"Yeah, her younger brother."

"So you're saying that Alberta had a younger brother named Albert?"

"Yeah."

"Weird."

"I know. Anyways, when I heard Alberta died, I came to replace her."

"I see."

"Yes, odd isn't it. Anyway, I dragged your body inside, and got you set up on your cot."

"Oh, thanks." I said. Feeling very awkward. He came towards me, till he was a inch away. I started at him, then fell to my knees, crying. I never felt so embarrased. He knelt down, looking at me sternly. He was a dhampir, he was supposed to be tough, be able to handle anything. I wasn't, or at least, not anymore.

"Christy. Calm down, I wasn't going to do anything to you."

"I know. I'm sorry, I hate it when I'm like this."

"I understand, so do I." Just then I looked up into his eyes. The were a shining blue, he had a nice face to. His nose was sharp and so was his mouth, but it looked good on him. His hair was a ash blonde, and he was tall. He had only shorts on, revealing some pretty hot muscles. He was tan, and I started to like him more. Ever without the accent. I see why girls tend to follow him around.

"I, uh, I." I stopped. Think self, think! " I like your eyes, I said." Idiot! Not that!

"Thank you. i like yours as well. Stricking silver. It fits your persinality."

"Thank you." we sat there for a while till we turned ourselves, facing the water. The sun was right above it, throwing golden-red lights across the beach. I sat with him, my head on hi shoulder. His head on top of mine. I looked down. I was wearing shorts, and a tank top. My curly hair was in a pony tail, and I had a bathing suit under it. It was a bikini, and I decided to take a swim. I took off my top and bottoms, revealing a nice blue bikini with gold G's covering it. I smiled. I looked down at him, he looked up, and soon we were racing each other to the water. Iwon. We splashed each other, having fun. I sat down in the shallow part, him sittng next to me. I turne to him, he turned to me. He started to speak.

"Christy?"

"Yes?"

"Kiss me?" but I didn't need to answer, my actions answered by themselves. We leaned in, our lips meeting, and my world exploded. I felt warm and fuzzing, and I saw Lissa. But I wasn't looking at her. She was looking into my dream. Shit! And my world faded, because I woke up, kissing David.

Holy shit! I was looking around the room. Still kissing David. He was a good kisser. Just then there was a knock on the door. I looked around, it was still my room. But David was in here. He woke up, looking around, confused.

"What the bloody hell?" he asked.

"Shhhh!" I said. Another knock, and both of us froze. I shoved David away into the storage closet that no one uses, accidentally making him stub his toe on the way. I then noticed I was only wearing my bra and underwear. What the, hell? David was wearing shorts. I noticed he was looking at me oddly when I was thinking of how my clothes came off, and David in my room. I knew neither of us knew. Another knock, I shut the door, telling him to be quiet. I grabbed a robe, putting it over me after a breeze came through. I opened the door.

"Lissa?" I asked, stepping aside as Lissa stormed in.

"What the hell were you doing with Guardian David?"

"Nothing I-" she looked at me, and I realized my robe fell. Shit.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?" she said slowly and full of suspiction.

"I don't know! Thats the problem!" but she wasn't listening, she stormed through my hallway and to the storage opening the door to David. He stood there, tired as hell, looking at Lissa calmly. Then he jumped out.

"Surprise! Happy Birthday!" He shouted.

"It's not my birthday."

"Hanukkah?" she shook her head. "Kwanza?" she shook her head again, "Christmas?"

"Nope. It's October."

"Halloween?"

"Two weeks."

"Whoops, wrong time of year then!" he said, trying to pass Lissa, but she held out her hand, blocking him.

"Oh no you don't! What the hell were you and Rose doing?"

"I don't know!" he shouted. "Wait, who's Rose?" Oh, shit, Lissa!

Dimitri's POV

That damn girl! Trying to stake me! Who does she think she is? Huh? Well, she's dead. I'm going to kill that little bitch Lissa. I was pacing. Thinking about what happened. Lissa and Rose were gone, and i didn't know where they went. Some said they left the country. I can't be sure. But the world is big and free. And I could guess where they were. Russia. I knew it in my heart that they were there. Roza always wanted to go there.I sighed. No! Don't think about her that way! She is a lying, evil, malipulating bitch and I hate her for what she did. But that made me love her even more. God I love her!

"Dimitri, your plane ticketssssss and bagsssss are outssssssside waiting for you."

"Thank you Abaddon."

"No problem, oh and one thing?"

"Yeah."

"I call killing Rosssssse." and just then, I snapped.

Lissa's POV

Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! Why the hell did I just say that? Why? We were froze. Crap.

"Rose, was my old best friend, sorry, Christy reminds me of Rose. I get them confused sometimes." I said.

"Oh, okay? I see." David replied.

"Yeah. Sorry!" Christy said sacastically. I turned, and walked out the door. Shutting it slowly, closing. Just when I was walking I realized it. Christy and David are . . .

"Lissa!" someone called to me. Oh no.

"What do you want Jesse?" I asked irritated.