This chapter has taken a lot of time to write, so I'm sorry if it's crappy, but I wanted to get this up as soon as I could. I don't want to ever have you wait as long as you had to before. (The whole 6-7 months hiatus thing. I hated it just as much as you guys did! Haha!) Anyways, this chapter is definitely not my best ever, and once the story starts to pick up, it's going to be interesting. Which brings me to my next point...

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I could really use some help on this story, so if there is any event or just anything you want to see in this story, feel free to tell me. All of these chapters are pretty much written on the spot with little or no previous planning. I know some of the things that I want to have happen here, but I can't really just jump straight to those events. This story would make no sense if I did that, and I feel like it would make less of an impact. So, please, don't be afraid to say anything. I will do my very best to incorporate as many of the ideas as possible into this story. I want to allow you, the reader, a chance to voice your ideas.

Now that that's out of the way...

Thank you to: anon, Airangel1992, lovingbites, Ranim, obsessed53, and tracymarie! Thank you so much for the thoughts on what to do with the RxD thing. Since it's 50/50, how about I go somewhere in the middle, and Rose and Dimitri get together sometime on the day of the party? Let me know what you think. But thank you again for the reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not, in anyway, own Vampire Academy. That belongs to Richelle Mead. I do, however, own the plot of this story... Muhahaha!

"Is she trying to make my life a living hell?" Mia fumed as I put my gym bags into my locker, and laughed under my breath. "I mean, seriously? These classes are all over the place! I am never going to have any time for anything!"

I turned my head towards her slightly. "I've got the same problem as you, M. This school is way too big for such a short passing period." I replied, shutting my locker as quickly as possible.

"You two do realize that they extended the passing period to 10 minutes, right? That's why the day is almost an hour longer." Sydney said, walking up from behind me, with Lissa at her side with Christian.

"I was wondering about that. Actually, I was pissed about that. But, at least it's for a good reason." I smiled.

"Like more time to break people's hearts."

I knew that voice. I hadn't heard it in the longest time. "Mase!" I screamed, launching myself towards him so fast that I'm happy that he has such fast reflexes, or I would've ended up on the floor. His arms wrapped around me in a quick, friendly hug. When I pulled away, I saw people looking in my direction, but, honestly, I didn't give a shit. When you haven't seen one of your best friends in a year, you tend to not care if you act like a complete wierd-o when you do, much like I must have looked a few seconds ago. "How was London?" I said with a genuine smile plastered on my face.

"Interesting to say the least," He replied, a huge smile on his face. "Honestly, I wish I had stayed here, but I feel like I learned a lot." A look of sadness and sympathy crept onto his face. "I heard about the accident. I'm sorry about your dad."

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Lissa open her mouth, and I heard her gasp. She knew that I couldn't talk, or even think, about my dad without feeling extremely guilty and upset. She also knew that I didn't want to break down at school where everyone could see. "It's not your fault, Mase. Don't worry about it." I replied quietly. I subtly looked around for an excuse to change the subject. A few Freshman girls looking back and forth between their schedules and the school map that is provided? That won't help for long. Um... Let's see... I turned towards one of the digital clocks that hangs in the hallways, and almost screamed when I saw the time.

7:00 A.M.

Within a split second of seeing it, I heard the loud, shrill ring of the bell, indicating Homeroom had just started. "Oh, shit! We've gotta run. Fast!" I yelled, already taking off.

I was standing outside the classroom less than a minute later, trying to catch the breath that I had lost. Normally, I only run that fast in the last stretch of the runs in Cross Country. Never to make it to a class. I settled my breathing in record time, and tried to open the door. You have GOT to be kidding me! It's locked. This kind of thing would happen to me. I peered in the window, and saw Eddie, Christian, and Mason snickering while looking straight at me. Wait. Mason? How did he get here so quickly? I looked around the rest of the room and saw the window wide open. That would explain it. I should've thought of that. The route to the class is so much shorter that way.

I looked towards Edlund's desk and saw that he was nowhere in sight. I turned my attention back to the laughing cows and motioned for them to open the door. They shook their heads with their big grins on their faces. I quickly flipped them the bird, and they stiffened, and quickly pulled out their notebooks. "That's what I thought." I muttered smugly.

"Miss Hathaway." My back stiffened. "Is there a reason you are standing outside the door instead of sitting down at your desk?" I grimaced before I turned around to face Stan Alto.

"Mr. Alto. What are you doing here? Don't have a homeroom to teach?"

"Of course, but I can't get to it. You see, someone is blocking my way."

"Your teaching in here?" I asked, pointing behind me.

He nodded stiffly. I groaned internally, and side-stepped so that he could unlock the door. When he did, he held it open for me, more than likely so that I could do the "Walk of Shame," as so many people call it. Alto was known for it. I would have to walk in with him right behind me while he lectures about the value of punctuality. I've heard it about thirty times in the last two years. I swung my backpack more securely on my shoulder, and stalked into the classroom with as much dignity as I could muster. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I got to my desk and sat down. I could hear Alto start his speech in his monotone voice, and I just zoned out. After all, it's nothing new.

I was walking to lunch when I heard a very familiar, nasally voice from behind me say, "Hey. I just transferred here. Would you be willing to show me around?"

I turned around, and crossed my arms. "Now, I didn't think I would need to do that, seeing as you already found your new pimp's house without help." I sneered.

"C'mon Rose. Is that the way you should talk to your sister?"

I shook my head in exasperation. "You're not my sister, Elena. You're my stepsister. Big difference. A sister is someone I love by choice. A stepsister is someone I am forced to act nicely around. And I don't do that. If you want that, go to Liss or Jill. You're not going to find it from me." I turned around, and started walking towards my destination. "Just follow the flow of the crowd. You'll find it eventually." I yelled.

"You finally show up! We were starting to think that you died or something." Christian said as I set my tray down, and sat down in my usual spot between Lissa and Mason.

"This is the second time in one day that you have been late to a meal. What is it this time?" Adrian joked.

"You really want to know? Elena transferred here, and she started acting like her usual doll-face self." I glared down at my pizza, already half eaten. "Man, what I would give to rip that smug smile right off her face."

Everyone but Mason and Dimitri looked at me knowingly. "Who's Elena?" Mason asked, looking at me.

I opened my mouth to answer, but Adrian beat me to it. "The evil stepsister that competes for everything. She took something from Rose, and Rose is hellbent on getting her back for it."

"Oh."

The table was quiet for a few minutes while people ate their food. I was about to break the silence when Lissa jumped in her seat, officially scaring the crap out of me.

"Rose, we have to start planning the party. It's Saturday, remember?" Lissa said in her normal excited voice.

I groaned internally. "All I want is dancing and where we would normally do the father-daughter dances, I want to sing a few songs in honor of him and Andre."

"That's a great idea! And we can have a DJ, and rent out the dance hall is town!" Lissa said. I smiled, grateful that Lissa could throw this all together in less than a week with little or no help from me. "Oh, you better get a date!" She exclaimed. "We are not going to have another one like last year!"

Is it weird that I looked in Dimitri's direction when she said that, and that he looked back?

So there you have it. This chapter was planned to be longer, but I had no clue how to lead to the next scene after that last line. What would you have put after that? What do you think of Elena? Is she going to cause problems for our favorite heroine? And why did Stan step in for Edlund? Put your thoughts in a review! I read them all! The next chapter should be up much quicker. It still may take a little bit, (with the end of the school/finals creeping closer! AHH!) but it will come! I promise!

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