Chapter 4
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"Seriously Adrian, what exactly are you trying to accomplish by sneaking into my room?" He stepped out of the shadows as soon as I spoke.
"Only a little mischief today I'm afraid."
"You know, a normal person would have come through the door."
"You forget that I'm not a person."
"Close enough." I started to become a little agitated as he sat down in the seat next to my bed. He sighed.
"I don't know why you do it."
"Do what?"
"Train to be a guardian." He looks at the caste around my arm. "If I was you, I would have left this god damn academy already," He stretched back into the chair and lifted his feet up on the side of my bed. "Pursue something more…worth while." He drawled. I glared at him but I forgot that he was immune to it. I looked away from him, feeling the defeat coming on.
"Yeah, well, I don't know why I do it anymore either." I crossed my arms. I could sense the smirk on his face growing wider each second.
"Is this because Dimitri is gone?" I turned around and glared at him. "Or is it because with Ozera around your feeling a little rejected?" he continued, earning more sharp death glares from me. "Or," he breathed, the smirk more evident now.
"Ok, stop." I put my hands up in defeat before he could go on.
"God I'm good."
"Shut up."
"Oh baby, you're just a little unhappy today, that's all."
"Don't call me baby, and I'm not unhappy I'm just very, very, confused right now."
"Of course." We sat there in silence for a minute looking at each other.
"Seriously, how do you know these things?" I asked.
"I'm telepathic."
"You are not."
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Ugh!" I huffed.
"I can't help myself."
"Well, If your telekinetic skills allow you too, answer me this," I said, laying my head back against the pillow. "Is it true?" My voice was barley a whisper, and not as nearly as recognisable as it should be.
"What is?"
"Dimitri. Is he and…you know…really…"
"Ah, Rose." He sighed, linking his fingers together and pulling his feet from the bed. "I never took you for someone who believed in rumours."
"Have you not heard what the students and teachers have been saying?" I asked, slightly upset with myself for bringing up the topic.
"I've heard, but I've also heard other things…" he paused "from, let's just say, more reliable sources." Something inside me lifted at this. Was that hope I was feeling? I sure hope it was. I sat up, feeling slightly giddy.
"So he's not with that Ozera bitch after all!" I punched the air triumphantly with my workable arm. Adrian rolled his eyes at me.
"I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you," He stood up and moved towards me. "Stay well little dhampir." He whispered as he bent down and pressed his lips against my forehead. I sat momentarily frozen to my bed.
"W-wait…what's that supposed to mean?" I whined, but the only answer I got was the soft click of the door closing.
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After a morning of repeatedly cleaning and exfoliating my forehead, I had decided I had obliterated myself of any Ivashkov cells and DNA that might still be lingering. Ugh. The nerve of that guy! In my mind I was replaying the scene…which ended with me clubbing him with my stone hard caste. Before breakfast, I headed to the gym in search of Peter, and sure enough, there he was…yelling down his mobile phone.
"Well, that's not exactly my fault now is it?" I stepped behind the pillar so he couldn't see me. "Aww wah wah, go have a cry."
Who the hell was he talking to?
"If you don't, I will……no, I am not threatening you!"
I rolled my eyes as I stepped out of the shadows and into his view. I swear his eye twitched slightly at the sight of me.
"Sorry Mum, I have to go now," he said too quickly "No, your breaking up, I can't hear you!" he lowered the phone and hissed into it. "Love you mum, bye!" and with that he slid his phone shut.
"Rose!" he greeted me with a false smile.
"Who knew you to be mamma's little boy?" I smiled back. He raised his eyebrows at me questioningly.
"What are you doing here?" His voice was serious once more.
"Well, you did break my arm."
"I've already apologized for that already." he picked up his gear and started moving towards the door.
"And you said I was an emotional roller coaster." I mumbled, but he heard me. From the door he turned to look at me.
"I'd like to talk to you later."
"Talk about what exactly?"
Before he could reply his mobile began to beep again. He groaned and flipped it open. "Hey mum…" I just continued to stand there, looking at him. There was something about him that I couldn't figure out. "No I am not high," I hated that. I hated how I couldn't figure him out. There was too much that I didn't know about him. "I am perfectly capable of teaching thank you very much." He said in a manner of verity. I decided to leave him to his call.
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The bell rung (which was strange because I don't recall St Vladimir's ever having a bell), regardless, I knew it was break time. I cringed inside. Break is the only time when Lissa and I get the chance to talk about deep and meaningful happenings in our lives alone together. Except we don't.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lissa talking to Mia in the hallways.
"Crap." I stumbled behind a pillar. "Crap!" I cursed again, realising that my stupid caste hindered me from pulling my arm in. So when people walked past they could see the outline of my elbow.
I was still in pain and I wasn't feeling like myself, so naturally I wanted to skip the bonding session. If you could even call it that, but I really wasn't in the mood to hear Lissa blabber on about Christian, her magic, abilities, and pompous arse royal friends. Least of all how absolutely fucking fantastic her life is at the moment.
Ok, so, she's happy. Fine. I just wish she wouldn't have to parade it around in my face.
"Rose?" a familiar face appeared to my side.
"Damn you Peter!"
"Why the hell are you back here?" he looked at me up and down with his eyes suspiciously.
Through the bond I could see Lissa looking in our direction curiously. She was wondering why Peter was talking to a pillar.
"I'm hiding. SHHH!" I pressed a finger to my lips.
"Hiding from whom?"
"You." He frowned at me before observing his surroundings.
Damn.
He turned back to me.
"Are you hiding from Lissa?" I poked my head around the pillar to check out her position.
"You mean Lissa?"
"Yes," he paused "That's what I said."
"Huh, what?" I whipped my head back around. He sighed in response. "Sorry. I wasn't really listening. Most of the guardians refer to her as princess." He rolled his eyes.
I looked through the bond once more.
Only finding, to my dismay, that Lissa was looking at Peter again. This time in a way that worried me.
"My, he's definitely handsome." Lissa spoke to Mia. Mia could only agree in return. "If it wasn't for Christian I would totally try and snag him."
Now that I think about it she could probably get away with it. All she'd need is her compulsion and an empty janitor's closet and BAM! Student teacher affair!
Then afterwards erase his memory and anyone else's who might have witnessed or participated in the act.
Damn, just think what I could do with compulsion. Number one would be to bring Dimitri's hot arse back here so I can kick it.
"If he ever looked me in the eye, I swear I will faint." Mia giggled.
"Mmm." Lissa looked at him again and…oh. My. God.
Ew.
Since when did Lissa want to be naked with anyone else but Christian?
This was a new and unusual feeling for me. Considering that the only person I wanted to be naked with was 'rumoured' to have run off with another woman.
"Anyway, I was looking for you."
"Huh?" Peter's voice pulled me back.
"I. Was. Look-"
"Yeah, yeah, I got it the first time!" I waved my hand in the air.
"Now?" he pushed.
I saw Lissa walking towards us. Or in her mind, him.
"Sure!" I said a little too cheerfully for what I really felt. In a second, I had decided, that keeping Lissa away from Peter was a good idea. Of coarse Lissa wasn't actually going to force pommy face here to make out with her in a closet. I just didn't want her to get any ideas.
Okay, fine. I lie.
Deep down, in the depths of my heart (and I really do mean deep because there is no way I would ever stick my neck out for that arsehole), I felt sorry for Christian. Yes. I felt sorry for Christian Ozera because his girlfriend had just fantasised about another guy naked. But not just any guy! This guy just happens to be my new mentor.
And we all know what happens when a young school girl gets involved with an older guardian.
I felt Lissa watching us, slightly confused as we walked off together side by side.
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We walked in an awkward silence until he pulled me into an empty class room.
"Look, Rose," he began, dishevelling his hair clumsily. "I know." He said as if I knew what he was talking about.
"Know what?" he rolled his eyes at my reply and sighed.
"About you and Belikov."
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A/N: You guys must really hate me (tee-hee).
Till next time!