I kept falling in and out of sleep on the plane ride to Montana, it was just me and Alberta, and she was snoring really loudly. I was becoming really bored so I looked over to the guy next to me. He looked to be about fifteen or something, pretty cute sandy blonde hair, he reminded me of Jamie… So I put on my best flirtatious voice and began talking to him. I was literally only talking to him for about a minute, he was responding very eagerly to my flirting.

I was now becoming bored of that too, at the same time as noticing the marker in his lap, along with a puzzle book. I couldn’t help but grin mischievously at the, well sort of stupid idea that came into my head. I glanced over to Alberta; she was still asleep, possibly snoring even louder. I put on my famous man-eater smile, “hey, James?” his name was painfully close to Jamie, “can I please borrow that marker pen in your lap?” I asked as I teasingly trailed my fingers along his shoulder blade. He shuddered at my soft touch, even through his jacket. He replied: “of course”, he then did something that he shouldn’t of and that was WAY over confident. He poked the pen down slowly in side of my cleavage.

I instinctively grabbed his wrist, twisted it behind his back and kicked the back of his knee so he hit the floor. He was knocked out for now, this of course woke Alberta up, shot me a ferocious glare and nearly yelled: “what is the meaning of this! You attacked a defenseless boy, even younger than you! This will not go unpunished.” I was about to think of a witty remark: well, he actually did its called sexual harassment! When she just dragged him off to the medical hatch at the back of the plane. Aww crap! I thought. A punishment at school and I wasn’t even there yet. So, I just sat down to wait out the remainder of the flight. It then occurred to me what I had actually done; I had attacked a guy just because he was responding to my flirting! I would have usually just giggled flirtatiously and done something cute back to him. Other than immediate guilt I felt strange like an unknown part of my blood has awakened. Well, technically, it has. I liked the feeling, it was warm and welcomed. I fell into a sad but peaceful sleep.

Entering the academy…

The academy was huge; we drove quickly through the thick iron bar gates after receiving permission from the guard at the booth. I was slightly worried about the people at the school, I didn’t really worry about them being nice, I could fend for myself, but just that they would be so much further ahead of me. If I was definitely fit enough, I use to take a full gym day on Saturdays, which is more than most my age do. I was a bit concerned on how I would find my way around also, and as if Alberta read my mind, she called over a girl called Lissa to show me around. She complied, nearly skipping over; I immediately liked her, she was a happy and funny girl. She had wavy blonde hair that was put up into a loose bun with a knee-length purple dress. She was very pretty; she had a pale complexion bright green eyes and… fangs?

Ooh, she was moroi, well they seem friendly enough.

“Hey” Lissa said and drew me into a hug.

I was a bit surprised at first but replied: “Hey, I’m Rose” and hugged her back.

She came out of the hug and said: “wow, what a pretty name, c’mon I’ll show you around.” She offered

“Yeah, that sounds great but can you show me where I’m staying first, please? I really need to drop these bags off. They’re killing me” I asked with a small nervous smile.

“Of course, follow me”, she led me through a few dimly lit hallways until we came to a specific room, which we entered.

The walls were a pale purple colour, with a white bed in the corner. There was also a small television, computer, set of drawers and a built-in wardrobe. It was an awesome room! “This is great!” I said to Lissa

“Yeah, mine’s like yours”.

I dumped my bags on the floor and announced: “Cool, let’s go”

So, we walked down to the cafeteria where it was supper for me but a breakfast for the dhampirs and moroi. We were going to meet her friends; she saw them and again nearly skipped over to their table. She said “hey guys, this is Rose Hathaway she’s new. At that everyone looked up with a glint of interest in their eyes, I looked at each of them. Eddie, then mason, who wouldn’t look up from my chest, “hey eyes, on the face!” I scolded him.

He blushed but replied: “yeah, until later…” the whole gang laughed and looked away, I liked him already. Then Meredith who was talking animatedly to a girl called Mia, who kept glancing towards Eddie. Then last of all was Dimitri, but all I could see was that he was pretty tall and had luscious dark hair like mine, and was unfortunately immersed in an old looking book.

I sat down in-between him and mia across from lissa who was now involved in Meredith’s conversation. I wanted to talk to Dmitri, I just felt like it, so I would. “Hey I’m rose” I said.

He took a few seconds to look up, but when he did, WOW.

His hair was as said before, he had the same skin tone as me- a nice tan- and he had beautiful eyes, the colour of melting chocolate. He said with a sexy strong Russian accent: “hey, I’m Dimitri Belikov”. I think it was only me but I was lost in his eyes, his perfection, I had forgotten about Jamie. I liked Dimitri. A lot.

I looked away first, it appeared he had been looking at me too, I blushed bright red and looked in his direction, he was reading, but had gone red too. I couldn’t help it; I loved the effect that I had on guys! Especially that one…

Later in the moroi day…

I was allowed to miss today’s lessons, but I was excited to start so I would attend my extra music but that’s all for today. Turns out that, to catch up, I had to train for one hour with another dhampir my age, so that I could catch up their level. It was to be done at 3:15; it’s about 1:00 now, so I went to grab my guitar out of my room to attend my elected music class.

The teachers name was Sandra, she liked me calling her by her first name, I went outside of my classroom into the cool airs of the very early morning, inhaling them deeply while I tried to string words together:

The pieces are fitting together now,

My life’s all coming into place

The cogs are turning

The ropes are pulling

Nothing is broken now

But one thing can’t always be mended

You left me there on the doorstep

Saying please, please don’t go

But you walked right out of my life

From then on

I didn’t talk to anyone

Because you broke my heart

You broke my heart

I might be happy again

Because I don’t need any men

I wish you the best

The pieces are fitting together now,

My life is coming in to place

The cogs are turning

The ropes are pulling

And I’m gonna be ok

Because I, well I’ll find a way…

“Whoa” said a Russian accented friend of mine, Dimitri apparently took the music elective too.

“Oh, hey. I didn’t see you come out.”I said nervously. How much had he heard?

“Yeah, I was there from the first verse. Did you make that up on the spot?” he asked doing a new sexy thing with one eyebrow raised. I nodded shyly at him, why was I like this around him? Usually I was always outgoing and forward, but with him I am timid and cute, kinda.

He sat down next to me and I blushed, I was so lucky with the fact that it was dark right now. “Hey urm, I need a partner for a duet thingy Sandra set as homework, since you only know me, will you be my partner?”

“Do I really know you?” I detoured, trying not to sound too eager.

“Well, maybe you could get to know me while we’re practicing, I was thinking halo by Beyonce? It’s a good song and a nice one to play on the guitar” he then flashed me a dazzling smile, Oh my god, was he flirting with me? “You have an amazing voice, so you could sing the verses and we could do the choruses together.” He was rambling, and it was so cute, I blushed even harder if possible when he mentioned my singing quality.

We talked and practiced a little and arranged more practice sessions from 4:15 to 5:15, how come he knew about my practice sessions? No one else did. When 3:15 was approaching I put some shorts and a vest, it was pretty warm outside tonight. I ran a few laps around the track and went inside of the gym to check out the equipment. It was all pretty cool, but one piece really caught my eye

The one Dimitri was using. “What are you doing here Comrade?” I felt the nickname was pretty cool, the book he was reading was a western novel so I may as well give him a nick name that he recognizes and likes. “This is my practice session” I teased, walking over to him, a grin on my face and my hands on my hips.

“Yes it is Roza” I was delighted at my new nickname. “And I am teaching you during it” he got off of the machine, sweat glistening on his body from the rising sun peeping through the windows. Now this, I liked, wow, with all of the close body contact in sparring and playing romantic music in our practices, it’s going to be hard to resist him. If I knew he was feeling the same way, I would pretty much jump on him right now. The gym looked like his home, in a way he seemed so used but happy to it. I liked him alot.

Maybe even love if he had the right sight to things, the right personality and the right sense of humor (that one was very important to Rose Hathaway). Yep, I know he will have those things; he’s Dimitri Belikov for god’s sake. I’m going to be in love with him by the end of the week, no matter how he feels.