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Chapter 3

The running was nothing; honestly, it was something you get use to growing up around Dad's training techniques. If you get caught in a mall without a silver stake with your Moroi, you run. They come first.

I knew the rest of the year here would be hell. I had single handedly pissed of the legendary Rosemarie Hathaway a woman who in most circles was respected, but in mine she was nothing more than an ungrateful little dhampir who messed with the wrong novice.

I realized I was running awful close to the Moroi dorms but didn't realize until it was too late that I was tripping over something taller than me.

"Hi, I'm Isabella Dragomir. You must be the new student everyone's talking about Angela, right?" her kindness astounded me as I stuttered when I saw her up close.

"You're Lissa's eldest daughter?" My eyes widened I had already made a fatal flaw, "I… I mean Princess…"

"Yes she is my mother, but I like being called Izzy. What are you doing up so early?" she was curious and it was getting on my nerves so my smart ass side took over.

"I'm obviously running…though I don't understand why you're up so late I've been up since dawn" I smirked as she wouldn't truly understand the human world like I did.

I saw her face harden as she looked at me again, "Being a smart ass will get you no where!" she rebuked and walked away.

I heard footsteps behind me and a breath on my back as I turned to punch it was caught in the open hand of a god.

"Little Belikov, you should know better than to let your guard down," he lowered my fist and looked down into my furious gaze, "Beautiful eyes" he murmured causing me to step back.

"Andrick, right? Look, I don't need your help. I don't need anyone's help. I can do this on my own!" I glared pushing him away I started running again I know I had passed the five mile mark over an hour ago but it seemed ridiculous to stop when I still had so much anger ready to lash out at dad or worse Guardian Hathaway.

"Listen Angela," he paused as he kept up with me, "I know what it's like having a hard ass guardian for a parent," he touched my cheek while running and that caused me to blow.

"Didn't mommy teach you to never let anyone in!" I glared and ran away, this was a new habit, I couldn't face it anymore.

My father had abandoned me to touture with his ex-pupil which he had fallen in love with now my mentor, he had pretty much disowned me by calling me immature and telling me to refer to him as Guardian Belikov even though he's my father, AND he insulted my intelligence, kinda.

My mask was weaker than normal I'm not use to this situation. I have always been the girl no one comes near, the one they're afraid of; the one everyone expects to be top of the class.

Running helps, or it used to before it reminded me of the only person that mattered to me. Dad used to run the five miles with me pushing me to cut my times in half now since this Hathaway family has come into our already calm lives everything goes wrong.

Again I wasn't paying attention, my guard was down, and surprise surprise I run into yet another person. This time it's a rock a tall brown haired rock.