A/N: NEWWWW CHAPTERRR! Don't own nothing….oh, wait…WE OWN EVERYTHING! MUAHAHAHAHA!

Fate followed Damon and Rose as they headed out for lunch, and went to the lunch line. Fate noticed a certain brown-headed guy in front of them. She tugged the hem of Rose's shirt.

"Yo, Rose, isn't that the guy you talked to in class?" Fate asked, pointing to him. Rose blushed and the guy, Scott, immediately turned around. "Oh, no." Rose muttered. "Hey," he grinned a devilishly handsome grin. Fate had a devilish smile on her lips. Rose stopped right in her tracks. "Just so we're clear here, I do have a name." he smirked at Fate. She looked at him with her cold blue eyes. "Yes. And you didn't tell us that name didn't you?" she smiled. He smiled back. "The name's Scott, but I bet she already knows." He turned to Rose and winked, "So, how can I help you? You want someone to sit with, someone to talk to, someone to, ahem, look at?"

"And just what do you think you're doing with my girlfriend?" a rather infuriated voice shouted behind them. Scott frowned. "Girlfriend?" he muttered, and turned around. Damon's fist immediately collided with his face, and it sent him sprawling to the ground. He jumped right back up, though, and wiped the blood off nose. He took a look at his offender and scowled, gritting his teeth. "Sanders."

Damon sneered, "Jones." Fate looked at both of them. Rose stared at her boyfriend.

"Y-You guys know each other?" Rose asked.

Scott spit at Damon's feet. "I wish I didn't." His face suddenly blanked, and then he looked at rose with a horrified expression. "Rose, you're his girlfriend?" Rose looked at Scott with her pale face.

"Y-Yes...But that's not the point! The point is you have a broken nose and I can heal it! Now if you two would just stand still and stop fighting I would actually manage to accomplish something!" Rose huffed.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Rose, I don't think you need to heal him. He looks better with a crooked nose anyway." Scott charged at him all the harder, but Rose ran between them. "No! I will not have you two causing more damage! Now, Damon, let me heal him!"

Fate rolled her eyes.

"Boys are such idiots!" She muttered. People started whispering amongst each other.

"Isn't that Rose? The prettiest girl in the Light Class?"

"What is she doing there? Hanging out with those guys! I knew Damon was bad!"

Fate glared at the crowd.

"SHUT UP WILL YA! Get out before I freeze your lungs," she hissed. People started running away from Fate. Everyone knew her cold and serious attitude. Often, the blood-type (no, not A or B or O or AB) was similar to their attitude. If you were light-blooded, you were most likely nice and friendly. If you were earth-blooded, you were most likely a "hippie" or eco-friendly.

Rose shot her a grateful look and she nodded. Rose then bent down onto her knees in front of Scott, who was sitting, looking furious. She frowned at him. "Try not to move." He stared at her curiously, then stared at her in shock when she put both hands on his face. Everyone stared at them, and people were whispering to each other, "What's she doing now?" and "Doesn't she have a boyfriend?" but one cold glare from Fate shut them up. Rose shut her eyes tight, and concentrated on her palms, which were lighting up. Scott just sat there, mouth open in awe. His nose began to shift until it was back in its normal position, the blood no longer there, his nose healed.

"Rose is light-blooded," Fate explained to Scott. Rose looked at Scott.

Scott cleared his throat, "Uh, yeah, she told me." Damon glared at Scott.

"C'mon Rose," Damon said rather coldly, "let's go." Rose looked up at him, then back down at Scott for a moment. She stood up slowly, and took Damon's hand, and walked away with him, staring at Scott the whole time. He stared right back at her.

Fate stood her ground, unsure if she should go, or stop Rose. She decided to go with her gut. Stop Rose.

"Rose. Ya' know I love you, as a friend, and stuff right?" Fate said. People started to gather around again. Fate glared coldly at the crowd, holding her hand up. They started to back away, but took peaks at them.

"Y-Yeah..." Rose said, stopping.

"You always follow Damon," Fate said, her hands shaking. She wasn't what you expected: sometimes timid and nervous.

"No I don't-"

"And you," Fate said, glaring at Damon. "You're a stupid, demanding, commanding person. The opposite of Rose. I'm going to be blunt. I hate you. I hate you with all my heart. The reason you're not dead yet is because you're with Rose." Fate hissed. Damon smirked.

"I can kill you any time, too. I just haven't because you're Rose's best friend."

Rose stepped between them, tears in her eyes. "No. No, I will not have my boyfriend and my best friend kill each other! I've had enough, okay? Enough!" She walked off, tears flowing, to her next class.

Damon glared at Fate.

"Look at what you did! You just had to talk didn't you!" Damon hissed. Fate glared.

"No girl has ever stood up to you. You think you're so great." Fate said.

"You're so full of yourself. You think you're so cool and-"

"You're not going to comfort her." Fate interrupted.

"Hey! Don't interrupt me when I'm-"

"You would rather argue with me and blame me. Do you care if she's sad or not?"

"Of course I do!" Damon said, shocked but Fate remained her cool face.

"Then go comfort her. Try making her feel better." Fate walked past Damon, who was furious. She turned to Damon.

"Unlike light, I don't need to touch you to use my powers on you." Fate reminded.

o~*~o

Rose sighed and wiped her eyes as she sat down in her next class, The History of Dragon Bloodedness. "Hey, are you….alright?" She turned to her right, and saw Scott sitting next to her once again. She fumbled with the papers and books on her desk as she mumbled. "Yeah...I'm fine."

o~*~o

Fate walked to her next class, which was also with Rose. Fate, as she passed by, saw Matt. She could feel her cheeks turn pink. She quickly hid behind a wall. Matt just knew her as "the cold and pretty ice girl". Fate looked at him again, but wished she didn't. Fate felt tears run down her cheeks. She saw him kissing another girl. She could see her face. She had rosy skin, curly red hair, grey eyes, and was tall. She looked Matt's height, which was 5'9". Fate looked at herself. She was the opposite. Short, 5', pale skin, ice blue eyes, long and straight black hair. Fate quickly turned away and walked quickly to her next class. She quickly wiped the tears but without earning a few glances.

"Is that Fate?"

"Is she...crying?"

Fate waved her arm and the two people that said that quickly froze. Literally. Half their body was ice.

"You-"

Fate quickly walked away before she could hear his sentence. She saw Rose talking to Scott. Fate sat on her chair, which was right next to Rose's, and put down her green messenger bag.

o~*~o

Rose sniffled some, and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, earning a few glances her way, but unlike her best friend, she ignored them. She slowly turned her head up to look at Scott, to find that he was still looking at her with concern. But…there was something about that look…..had she met him before? She remembered the big brown eyes full of worry, the slight crease in his eyebrows, his mouth pulling into a small frown…

"Excuse me…sorry for asking, but…..have we met?" Scott immediately turned red, looking down at his hands. He cleared his throat, "Umm, yeah, third grade. Those two dark bloods were umm, bothering you…" Suddenly, it all came crashing down on Rose.

~Flashback~

She was running. She ran from the rest of them, the rest of her class. She ran from all the teases, all the jeering laughter, all the discrimination. And all this because she was a light blood! Being a light blood in elementary school wasn't easy, or fun…..and she doubted it would get any easier in middle school. She ran until she was panting. She ran until she tripped on someone's leg….they tended to do that a lot, too. She sat up on the tiled ground, trying to spot her offender through all the tears. It was….another dark blood. They couldn't seem to stop hurting her…Austin? Wasn't that his name?

He stared down at her amusingly with his dark, purple eyes. "Hey, lighthead." 'That's not true,' she thought to herself, 'We light bloods are actually quite smart.' "So….where are you off to?" he mused. She bit her lips together tightly, standing up and keeping her sobs in. Her tears flowed freely down, though. "If you would just let me get to class, I'd be really gratfu-"She bumped into someone else as she backed away from Austin. She looked up frighteningly to find…..yet another dark blood. They were always out to get her. "Well lookee here!" the dark blood…Drake laughed. She backed further away, and was about to run off, but they grabbed her hair before she could, and the sharp, sudden pain in her head was enough to make her cry with pain, collapsing on the ground, shaking with sobs.

"Please!" she begged, "Please, let me go!" The dark bloods laughed at their cruel treatment of her. "Not just yet, lighthead!" They each held out a hand…she stared up at them through her tears. What did they expect a little nine year old to do, now? "Ten bucks for passing through! Each!" She sniffled and took out her newly bought wallet, but before she could reach in and pull out a twenty, they snatched it and took off, yelling, "WE KNEW YOU LIGHTHEADS WERE RICH!" She gasped and sat there on her knees in shock before breaking into body-racking sobs, her tears forming small puddles on the tiles. She pulled herself in the corner that the lockers made touching the wall, and pulled her arms around her knees, crying.

It was a while before she heard the sound of feet shuffling up to her. When she finally picked up the courage to wipe her eyes and look up, she saw big, curious, but also concerned brown eyes staring down at her. "Hey, are you…alright?" a wobbly voice came from his mouth, still forming a small frown. She stood up, wiping her eyes. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." His frown sunk in deeper. He held out a hand. "Here, let's get you to the nurse. She'll know what to do!" She sniffled, and smiled, taking his hand. "I'd like that!"

~End of Flashback~

The teacher came in and spoke, everyone quieting down in an instant. But this time, it was she who stared at him, him with his head down, staring solemnly into his hands.

o~*~o

Fate ran in the halls, ignoring the scoldings from the teachers but happened to run into Rose. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Rose exclaimed, turning around. Rose looked at Fate and walked away but not before she froze Rose's feet. Rose nearly fell over, and she turned around, glaring at her best friend. "What?" she asked darkly, not at all in the mood to sugar coat it.

Fate glared icily. Her glares could top anyone else's any day. They were said to strike fear in anyone's mind.

"You don't have to be a-"

"Be a what?" Rose interrupted. Fate looked at Rose.

"Nothin' Miss Perfect." Fate sneered, and walked away. "Fate!" Rose called, "Fate, unfreeze me this instant!" Fate crossed her arms with confidence. "And if I don't?" Rose's lower lip quivered. "Fate, what's gotten into you?"

"I'm tired of being quiet and not standing up to you," Fate said, stranding up. She unfroze Rose's feet. "Now I suggest you run along before I freeze your heart." Rose walked past her, head down, only whispering six words before she left her best friend standing there all alone.

"I thought you were my friend."

Fate stood up. She hated herself. She felt like punching herself right now. She stood up and glared at the people who stared at her. She hated that she was cold and didn't show her feelings well.

Fate turned around before Rose was out of sight.

"You were miss popular. Always with Damon. Never listening to me." Fate said before walking away. She didn't look back.