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Vampire Academy.

Rose. (Rachel is a not royal)

Heart.

The dhampir girl sitting next to her looked no older than eighteen, maybe nineteen. There was something about her face which seemed like she had faced a lot of difficulties in spite of being too young.

Rachel didn't mean to pry, but girl looked so sad. The girl was beautiful. She had dark eyes and dark hair. The girl's skin was lighter than her own. Her eyes looked lifeless. She was staring at nothing in particular, clutching a small bag in her hand like her life depended on it.

She should ask the girl if she was okay. But she wasn't much of a talker.

Rachel continued to glance at the girl every now and then. Finally, she mustered up and opened her mouth.

"Are you okay?"

The girl jumped. "I-I am fine." Her voice didn't seem fine. Then suddenly tears started to steam down on her face.

"I don't know what happened to you. But, everything will be fine. You will be fine." Rachel said softly.

The girl shook with sobs. "Not with me. Everyone I know are either dead or hate me and it's all because of me."

"Don't think like that. Everyone has to go through hard times in their lives." Rachel didn't know what made her say that. She herself was going through pretty tough times. "But times change."

"Time changed for me. Then it got back to being a bitch." The girl hiccuped. "Thank you. Having a stranger sitting next to you is bad. But that stranger bawling like an idiot is worse."

Rachel managed a smile. The girl she noticed, had a photograph on the bag. The photo was half covered by her hand. But she could see a man with brown, shoulder length hair in a cowboy outfit smiling at his left. From his killer smile and body, Rachel knew that the man must have had a number of female followers.

"His name is Dimitri." The girl whispered, her eyes shown with affection and pain.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to-" Rachel started.

The girl shook her head. "It's fine." She showed Rachel the picture. The girl was standing next to Dimitri, in a tight black clothing which was full of stickers. The girl seemed to be talking. Clearly, none of them were aware that their photo was being taken.

"What happened to him?"

"There was an attack. He was turned."

Rachel's eyes widened. "At St. Vladimir's? He is the Dimitri Belikov."

The girl nodded.

"And you are going after him." Rachel said as realisation dawned on her. "That's a suicide mission. He wouldn't have wanted you to do that."

"He would have wanted to be free." The girl said. There was a glint of determination in her eyes.

"Who are you?" She asked. She had to stop her.

"Rose Hathaway."

Hey guys. Economics went well. I'll probably score 12 or 13 out of 50. Yep, it went that well. Sigh.

Anyway, something awesome happened. I gave my name for the position of head girl and the time is here. I have an interview tomorrow!!!!!!! And I have an exam tomorrow as well :-( :-( :-(

Fingers crossed. Oh, and the photograph has another one shot dedicated to it. Also, I'll do a part two of this one shot.

Thank you for reading and reviewing.

See you soon.

Sacraa.