I'm back; got super bored! Hope you enjoy this chapter, and oh, a question. When did you first pick up Vampire Academy? I picked it up in the library as we were walking towards the checkout desk it was on a trolley and so I reached out and grabbed it because I wanted more books. I nearly didn't read it until the next day, when I was like, oh, what the hell and picked it up. BEST DAY EVER! Ahem. I own nothing. Yet.

RPOV.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me. Some of them waved at Lissa and then stared at me unashamed. I looked back at everyone, even though I was practically on the edge of a breakdown. They were typical rich kids. The girls were perfect, thin and with glass straight hair, wearing expensive brands and sporting Gucci bags. I shifted, feeling self-conscious in my op-shop wear. They sniggered and whispered, obviously about me. The guys were all pretty good looking, with muscles and the fashionable hair do, kind of a shaggy, messy look. A couple of them grinned at me and checked me out but I ignored them, they were all too cocky and sure of themselves.

Lissa and Mason sat down at a table of people that were shouting and yelling at her. They quietened down once she spoke, and looked up attentively.
"Hi guys! I'm back, and this is my uh, cousin, Rose Hathaway! She's new here." Lissa giggled, and pointed to me.

All of them grinned at me, and introduced themselves. There was a small, petite blond, Mia, and a sandy haired guy, Eddie. There was also a strawberry blond girl who glared at me and introduced herself as Elena and then there was her boyfriend, a dark haired guy called Isaiah, with the creepiest eyes I've seen so far. They were a light grey, almost white. Finally there was a girl at the back who looked pissed for some unknown reason. She looked up and caught my eye, and smirked.
I liked her.

I slid beside the girl at the back. She was pale, with a mop of unruly black hair that was cut like a boy's, and deep blue eyes. She also had scars that twined up her arms and ended at the base of her neck. She looked tough and like I shouldn't mess with her.
"I'm Tasha. You're staring at my scars. Don't look, or I will make you not look." Her voice was playful and husky. I grinned.
"Sweetie, I got worse." I said, watching her reaction. She smiled and lazily turned her head,
"Yeah?" Fighting a laugh, I nodded.
"Yeah." She stretched and got up.
" I have I feeling we'll get on, Rose. Later." She strutted off, completely ignoring the others. Lissa tugged at my arms and drew me into conversation. I didn't like large groups, and this was no exception, but I got through it. Finally, he bell rang, and I leapt up and dragged Lissa to our next class, Maths.

We entered the class and took seats near the back. I was delighted to see Tasha there and I tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and I realized it wasn't Tasha but a boy version of her. He glowered at me and then turned to glare at Lissa but his gaze softened and he gazed at her until I cleared my throat. He turned abruptly and ignored us. Lissa was biting her lip as she looked at the back of his head. I snorted and rolled my eyes. Love is stupid.

The teacher arrived, and stumbled into the classroom. He couldn't have been more than twenty, and he was pretty handsome, with mesmerizing green eyes. He laughed manically and then looked at the class.
"Helloooo, darlings! Today we are looking at the penguin." I frowned. Was he drunk? He giggled a little and then skipped over to the black board. He drew a shaky outline and pointed to it.
"Penguin." He said seriously, and then drew a similar outline next to it.
Penguin Two. What happens when they are added?" A student next to me raised her hand.
" Uh, two penguins?" She asked tentatively. Ivashkov looked at her hand in the air and shook his head.
"Why are you talking about penguins?"

I groaned and put my head down on the desk. I screamed when I opened my eyes and the teachers head was right next to me. I jumped back into Lissa's lap, my heart pounding. Ivashkov straightened up and looked at me strangely. "Are you a lesbian?" I shook my head. "Okay then! Will you go out with me? Your hair is shiny." I stared at him, shocked. The class erupted into giggles and he looked around, bewildered. "What's so funny?" he asked, sounding close to tears. He stalked back to the board and proceeded to teach the class about penguins. I did my best to tune it out. When the bell rang I ran out of the class and into the room across the hall, which was where Religious Education was.

This was taught by a pretty, young woman called Miss Sage. She was quiet but firm and to my surprise, I enjoyed the class. I wasn't religious, well, I was technically, but it wasn't that I felt I had given up on God. I felt God had given up on me. After what happened, how could I believe that there was someone looking after me? If there was someone, an invisible guardian, of sorts, how come he didn't stop me from being kidnapped? So I passed that class in a haze, caught up in memories that I didn't particularly want to relive. But it was peaceful, and there was no drunk teacher pretending to be a penguin, so it was all good.

Lunch rolled around and I picked at my food. What I was craving was a juicy delicious piece of meat, but it was vegetarian day. This place sucked. I frowned at my tofu noodles and fought the urge to scream. Tofu was not food! It was a pathetic excuse for meat, and it wasn't working! I stabbed my noodles with venom, and then knocked it onto the floor. I wanted to cry, but then I remembered Lissa didn't buy lunch. I gave her puppy dog eyes and she sighed and gave me some of her sandwich. I started when someone sat down next to me, but it was Andre. He smiled at me,
" Hey Rose, just popped by to say hi, and that I got a note from the doctor. Unfortunately, contact sports are out, sorry." He winked and handed me a slip of paper, and then sauntered off. I stood up and yawned.
"Well, Liss, guys, I feel like exploring this school of mine." I walked away, and headed to the library. Whilst browsing, I caught the tail end of a conversation.

"I love you Mama, I miss you so much. I hate it here."
I blushed. It was obviously private and I didn't want to intrude. I backed out of the aisle and then knocked into a pile of books. Slick. I fell right at the feet of someone. Groaning I struggled up and looked up to face Mr Belikov. He had a phone in his hand.

I muttered an apology and turned on my heel. "Miss Hathaway, you're bleeding." Belikov said, clearly amused. I ground my teeth. Reaching up to my head, I found my scar. It was painful and wet. Swearing, I searched in my bag for a tissue. "Shit, I reopened it." I said, to myself.
"Reopened what?" Belikov asked.
"None of your business." I snapped. I still hadn't forgotten the way that he had treated me.
"Miss Hathaway, if you are not grievously injured, I would appreciate it if you would move yourself. You are standing in my way. Now." His tone was mocking. I turned around and gave him the finger. He smirked and shouldered me out of the way. "That wasn't very polite Rosie. What would Daddy say? Oh wait my mistake. He wouldn't even know to whom I was referring to."

And with that verbal slap, he exited the library. I felt tears pooling in my eyes. I ran to my next class, thankfully Andre was there. He noticed the blood stained tissue and cleaned my face in the changing room. I sobbed the whole time.
"Rose, who did this?" I looked up at him.
"No one. I fell." I said, quietly. He looked like he was going to argue but let it go. He stuck a Band Aid on my forehead and pulled me into a hug. With Andre, even though he was a guy, it didn't scare me. It made me feel safe. Well, as safe as I could be.

I skipped PE, as it was soccer, and you got tackled in soccer. I didn't want to risk it, even though Lissa thought I should give it a go. I ignored her pleading looks and watched her as she got paired up with that guy from Maths. I heard her giggle nervously and talk in a high-pitched tone. I laughed at her until the class was over. She came running up to me, cheeks flushed. I doubted that it had anything to do with the exercise.
"Oh my gosh, he is so cute and nice! His name is Christian and he was so helpful, he showed me how to kick and then he tackled me and I swear, I was in heaven! She babbled. I nodded in all the right places and she didn't shut up until last period, Music. The teacher was a bit airy, and all we did was say how much we knew about Music, but then, I suppose it was better than Mr Alto's English class.

I and Lissa took the bus home, as Andre caught a ride with a friend. I flopped on the bed, and fell into a multi-coloured dream.

I was forcefully awoken by Andre calling for dinner. I came down, hair fuzzy and still half asleep. I was quickly shaken out of my stupor when a lightly accented voice addressed me.
"What is she doing here?" Belikov. I mentally shot myself. Fabulous.
" For your information, I live here." I said, wearily. I sat down and refused to make eye contact with him. D

Dinner passed slowly, and awkwardly. Belikov, or Dimitri, as I discovered, ignored me and purposefully snubbed me, playing nice to Lissa and Andre. I stood up; I just couldn't take it.
"I'm not feeling to well. Sorry." I ran up to my room and sat on the bed. Why did everything go wrong for me?

After a while, Andre came up.
"Rose are you alright?"
"Yeah, just tired." I answered. He sat closer to me.
I just wanted to say how much I admire what you're doing. I t must be hard, and you're dealing with it so well. You're so brave." He all but whispered. He turned to face me and placed his hand on my cheek. He's a brother, a brother, a brother! I chanted in my head. But, that wasn't what it felt like when he leaned in and kissed me.

This was written without a beta, so all mistakes are mine. And remember, she feels safe with Andre. I would like at least 12 reviews.

Xoxoxox Ells