Hope you guys liked my last chapter. Sorry for updating late, I went out for my bday so I was delayed a day or two. Hope I don't disappoint. I feel like my writing hasn't gotten worse over the holidays.

Preger Entertainment bought filming rights for Vampire Academy! I don't know what to think! 'Damn, I'm not older enough to audition', 'Yes! VA is going to be a movie! Or 'No, they're going to ruin it like Twilight. Don Murphy is gonna be producer for VA!

What do you think about VA the movie? Personally I think it would be better as a tv series like Vampire Diaries. It lasts longer than a movie and is just better. Hopefully they stick to the original story line.

Thanks you for the awesome idea! I used it (:

Disclaimer – VA not mine… :(

Enjoy!

Then, he kissed me.

Chapter 11 -

Slowly, our lips began to move in sync, taking their time to familiarise themselves. His lips were like soft velvet against mine. His breath heavy and minty. I could taste my strawberry lip gloss on him now. We pulled back for a moment to catch our breaths. My eyes were locked on his. Chris's eye's darkened and blazed with playful love and lust. The golden tint in his brown eyes shone brighter as we closed the space between us again, making it more intimate. Slowly, I placed my lips on his again, waiting for his reaction. Sure enough, he responded quickly.

Suddenly our sweet, loving, testing kiss turned animistic and lusty. I've waited for so long for his kiss. So long to feel him, to touch him, to taste him...

The kisses became more frequent and needy as if life depended on them. Excitement, happiness, love, and lust escalated. I shoved my hands in his hair, curling my fingers in his light brown locks. So soft. Using my hands, I pulled his head further down, deepening the kiss further. I could never get enough of him...

His hands were on my waist in an instant, both stabilising me and teasing me. He rubbed my hips with his fingers, drawing shapes in a circular motion. Heat spread through my body, fuelling my kissing skills. His touch melted my heart. Why need a jacket in this cold weather when I have Chris?

My body was now pressed up against his, allowing me to feel every finely toned muscle. He was such a good kisser. Experienced.

We broke again due to lack of air. If oxygen wasn't an issue I would be kissing him for much longer.

I stared deeply in his eyes. They were clouded with love, lust and pleasure. I'm sure my eyes reciprocated these emotions. He brought his soft, muscular hands to my face, taking it between both hands.

"Wow." He breathed. I felt blood rush to my cheeks, turning them a flushed rosy pink colour.

He closed the space between us again, planting a soft, lingering kiss on my swollen lips.

When he pulled back, he swung his arm over my shoulder, bringing me closer to his sexy chest. I breathed in his strong, seductive scent as we staying there, perfectly still, gazing at the stars. They twinkled one by one, shining brightly as if they were applauding us.

"A perfect kiss to conclude a shitty day." I concluded, softly laughing along with Chris. The rise and fall of his chest was calming and soon enough, I found myself drifting into a peaceful sleep.

"Sleep babe, I'll take care of you. I promise." Was the last words I heard.

I woke up, feeling a light pressure on my lips.

"Morning Babe." Chris greeted me warmly.

"Morning Hot Stuff." I grinned and kissed him again.

"Hot Stuff?" He questioned.

"I needed a nickname that suited you."

I glanced around my room – wait my room? Last thing I remember was falling asleep on the roof. Chris, noticing my confusing told me that he carried me to my room and stayed the night.

"Hope you didn't mind me staying." Chris said worryingly after seeing my sad expression.

"No I don't mind, it's just… you were staying the night and I wasn't awake!"

We laughed and then Chris turned serious.

"Remember how I asked you out?" Of Course I remembered. It was the day I found out Chris reciprocated my feelings.

"Yep."

"I was wondering if you would go out on a pre-date with me today?"

"Pre-date?"

"Well for the date, I wanted to take you out of the academy so the pre-date is inside the academy…"

"Sure, but no one knows about us yet." I continued. I know Chris said he didn't mind having everyone knowing about us, but what happens if he is having second thoughts?

"Don't worry babe. I told Alberta and she told all the staff. The whole school should know by now. Everyone's cool with it." I smiled liking that Chris took care of everything.

"So Hottie, what are we doing today?"

"Hottie?"

"Another nickname. But you didn't answer my question…"

"Okay. Get dressed." He said slowly retreating to my door. I sprung up in my bed.

"What?"

"Get dressed and meet me at the main quadrangle in 20." He said, already out my door.

Sighing, I hopped out of bed and raided my wardrobe. Okay Rose, what to wear on a 'pre-date' with Chris? Looking through all my clothes, I just couldn't decide. As a last resort, I opted to call Lissa.

"Hello?" She answered after two rings.

"Help! Fashion Emergency! SOS! My room NOW!" I panicked, making a big deal out of it.

"Going out with Chris." She sung 'Chris' in a teasingly matter, just like a little child would.

"Yes now HELP! " I demanded.

"Coming!" She laughed and hung up.

In less than two minutes, Lissa was at my door and then in my closet.

Piles of clothes were thrown out my wardrobe, landing in a messy pile of my floor. I waited impatiently while Lissa repeatedly muttered "No, no, nope, hmmm, no." Minutes passed and the clothes pile grew bigger and bigger. I probably have enough clothes to built Mount Everest.

"Your cleaning this up, you know?" I said clearly pissed off. Lissa ignored me, still digging in my clothes.

"Yes!" She cheered.

"'bout time, let's see."

"No. On second though it's too casual."

Groaning, I picked up a fashion magazine and flicked though the pages. Rose Hathaway is so bored and pissed that she is reading a magazine. Only Lissa could do this to me.

"Lissa I have to met Chris in 10 min-"

"PERFECT!" I waited for a moment to see if she was actually serious and not just saying that to get on my nerves. She was staring at me, waiting for me to see her selection of clothing. Jumping up, I grabbed the stone encrusted, white, halter neck top and studded denim skirt. (A/N Outfit on Profile and so are outfits from previous chapters)

"Worth the wait." I mumbled.

"Is that your way of saying 'I love it, you're the best Lissa." I laughed and gave her a hug.

"Get dress, put on the Metallic leather gladiator flats and wear the bronze jewellery I bought you. I need to go meet Christian. Good luck with Chris." I smiled and she left.

After checking for the tenth time in the mirror, I left to go meet Chris. Naturally I was five minutes late but he'll forgive me… hopefully.

It was the vampiric day's afternoon and weekend so the people were taking advantage of having no classes and socialising. The grounds were crowded with Moroi and Dhampirs.

I finally reached the quadrangle, where I saw Chris waiting for me. He was wearing black, billabong pants and a Dolce and Gabanna t-shirt. I've said it before, and I say it again, this guy can pull of anything.

"Hey babe." He greeted me with a lingering kiss on the lips.

"Hey Hot Stuff." I replied.

"Thank God, you came. I thought you stood me up." He joked.

"So… what are we do-" It was then I noticed the 4 water guns and dozens of water balloons beside him.

"Water fight?" I asked in disbelief.

"Problem?" He teased.

"You could have told me. If I was to have known, I would have worn something… non-white." I gestured to my white t-shirt.

"It's fine. Now grab your weapons and run. You have 10. 9. 8…"

I hurried to grab two guns and a handful of water balloons.

"3. 2."

I ran as fast as my gladiator shoes let me, away from Chris. Only Chris would think of a 'pre-date' this fun. His originality is one of the things I love about him.

"1."

As soon as that word let his mouth, I felt a sharp, wet feeling mid back. I screamed and turned around to see Chris with his two guns crossed over his chest.

"I am a pro water fighter." He said in a mockingly. "Try your best, you won't beat me."

I pull the trigger and sprayed water over his pants so it looked like he pissed himself.

"Come on babe. I like these pants!" He whinged while I ran away.

"Rules are to stay in the main quadrangle only!" I screamed as I hide behind a tree.

Chris was searching for me so when he's back was turned away from me; I took the opportunity and covered him in 3 water balloons. He spun around and saw me laughing behind the tree. Soon I was covered in water. My white top was starting to get see though. Shit.

I grabbed another 4 water balloons from 'home base' and continued finding Chris. I found him again, soaking his pants, only to find that my skirt was soaked back. I muttered 'bastard' and continued.

Chris and I were so into our water fight, that we didn't notice the audience crowding around the quadrangle, watching us throw water at each other.

We continued spraying water at each other for 10 more minutes then our water fight turned into a … tackling fight.

We dropped the guns and balloons and instead chased each other around the quadrangle tackling each other.

We rolled around on the grass, chased each other, tackled each other then repeated. I heard the girl's saying like 'Aren't they a cute couple.' And the guys saying stuff like 'Hathaway's got a wet shirt? Where?"

Chris and I got bored of tackling each other so we ended up continuing our water fight. Through all our screams and squeals were heard a voice full of authority approach us.

"Rose! Chris! What is this?" Alberta screamed at us while taking in our drenched appearances.

I struggled.

"Not only are you two wet, so is the grass and when the grass is wet – it's muddy. Do you know how much mud is gonna end up in the sch-"

While Alberta was talking, Chris and I exchanged glances and aimed our water guns at her. To end her little 'speech', we fired, soaking her from head to toe in ice cold water.

She screamed while Chris and I ran away laughing.

"Rosemarie Hathaway! Christopher Conner!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Shit." I whispered as Chris and I ran towards my dorm.

We were outside my dorm, fumbling and struggling to unlock the door when I heard footsteps behind us.

I stopped. Chris soon stopped when he heard the footsteps as well.

The next word gave away everything.

"Roza…"

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