Sorry for taking a while to update, I know I said the next chapter would be up sooner, but there were unexpected delays -.- . This is the first chance I've had to get this chapter up, so don't hate me too much.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy. It belongs to Richelle Mead, and the songs mentioned belong to their respective owners.


At lunch the next day, most of us were sitting around our table, anxiously anticipating the arrival of our final 2 members. Summer was ready with her Earth magic, and we'd all attacked Ash with Sharpies a minute ago. The finished result was ridiculously funny, and it would only get better.

After a few minutes of mindless chatter, we heard the unmistakable start of 'Call Me Maybe' playing over the school speaker system. Everyone looked confused as to what was happening, and the teachers looked pissed that someone (us) had managed to get into the supposedly secure sound system (again).

The confusion soon turned to laughter as Ash threw the double doors open. He strutted down the gap between the tables as the first verse went on, but on the 'hey!', he jumped and started dancing and pointing to people.

Ash was wearing a pair of his fluorescent pink boxers and a bra that we had found to match. He had long, unmatched socks pulled haphazardly up to his shins, and his floppy black hair was put back in loads of tiny, multicoloured hair bands.

All over his body we had written things such as 'ass licker' and 'chode sucker', and my personal favourite 'fire hose', with an arrow pointing to his crotch. That had been one of mine.

So overall, he looked absolutely ridiculous.

The instructors looked at each other, deciding which one of them would have to deal with the Queen's son, who was currently making an utter dick of himself. Nobody noticed that I was recording the whole thing on my camera. There was no risk of anybody else recording it and tarnishing the Dragomir reputation any further as we weren't allowed phones in the lunch hall, and no one wanted to risk it being confiscated for a week plus detention if they were caught with it.

To my sheer delight, it was Stan who stood up to deal with the crazy Ash, who was still dancing like a lunatic. Give him his due; though he hated doing things like this, he really got stuck into them. He shared my view that if you were going to make a dick of yourself in public, you might as well have some fun with it and get some laughs.

Stan reached Ash just as he shouted 'Call me maybe' a second time. I was completely stunned when Ash ground against Stan for a second, before shoving a piece of paper in his shirt pocket, winking at him, and darting out of the hall.

Stan stood there, frozen for the second time in 24 hours. He shook his head in bewilderment before heading back to the teacher's table, muttering about how he'd 'get that little git later.'

Just as the uproar began to die down, Jet walked into the hall, looking confused.

"What just happened? What did I miss?" He complained.

He didn't have time to receive an answer before his belt popped undone (Summer's handiwork), and the dark jeans he was wearing slid to his ankles.

This started another round of laughter, but after a moment Jet just shrugged. I started him off on the song he had been dared to sing, with a 'wayyy-ohhh."

Turning to me, Jet grinned, and began to sing

You're causing some tension
You've got their attention
No need to mention
Baby that your trousers just fell down.
Just keep on walking,
Keeping them talking,
they'll never know your trousers just fell down.
Do what a man would,
And show'em your manhood.
even though your trousers just fell down.

That was when the rest of us joined in with the 'doooooooown, dooooooooooooown's.

My trousers dropped to my knees
I just feel like free willy
behold
I bought these jeans from overseas
I thought that they were Burburys
but turns out they were shmurburys.

You're causing some tension
You've got their attention
No need to mention
Baby that your trousers just fell down.

We all joined in with the last verse as Jet reached the table. Just as soon as he had started, he stopped singing, pulling his trousers up and re-buckling the belt.

Then he sat down like nothing had happened, kissed Sophia on the cheek, and began eating the food we had got for him earlier.
After a moment, he seemed to realise that everyone was staring at him.

"What are you looking at? Sorry, the sneak previews over. You're lucky you even got to see that much of my beautiful body."

Everyone turned around and began to gossip amongst themselves, and the staff seemed to be speaking in despair about what they could do to us.

Not much, really. We hadn't broken any rules, not really. We were fine.


Of course, that was until we got into Stan's class that afternoon. I was spaced out as usual, as Stan was droning on with some lecture about respect and some other crap. I'd give Stan respect when he earned it. I took to looking out the window again, and again saw that raven that had been walking around last time.

"Hathaway!"

I jumped, turning to Stan. "Yes?" I answered quickly, not wanting an even longer lecture.

Stan slowly walked over to my desk, taking his time with every step in a way I supposed he thought was menacing. He stopped right in front of me, bending down so I got a full close-up view of his beautiful face.

"What are you doing Hathaway?" He demanded.

I tried to bite back a snarky retort, but failed.

"Contemplating whether it is medically possible for someone to die of boredom. I think I was getting close to a major scientific breakthrough there- I could practically see the light from the other side."

Stan narrowed his eyes, hatred rolling off him.

"Get out."

Picking my bag up, which I hadn't even bothered to unpack since we hadn't actually written anything, I swung it over my shoulder.

"Willingly. I'll call Guardian HQ on my way out. Next time they're on a raid; they can just get you to lecture the Strigoi to death."

Stan went tomato red. "Go!"

I grinned, giving him a thumbs-up. "There you go- put that much passion in your teaching and maybe your class won't fall asleep on you."

After saying that, I bolted for the door before Stan had the chance to put me in detention for the rest of my life.

...

The rest of the day went pretty uneventfully, until I was doing my homework on my bed and my laptop flashed, telling me I had a Skype call incoming.

I closed my maths book, and opened the lid. I accepted the call, sitting down and making sure the webcam was in the right place.

"Hey, mom. What's up."

She didn't answer, instead looking at me through the camera with narrowed eyes.

"Why did I receive a call today from the school, telling me about you getting thrown out of a lesson?"

I rolled my eyes, blowing a strand of hair out of my face. "Look, it was just Stan. He was pissing me off, alright? Don't rage at me for it."

Mom's face softened. "Look, I know that you hate Stan and he isn't very fond of you- believe me, I know how much of a jackass he can be. But please try not to get thrown out for a little while. Next time you might not be so lucky about when the phone rings. If I hadn't switched shifts to take Lissa to the mall tomorrow, your dad would have answered the phone. And then you might be having a different conversation now."

I sighed. "Yeah, I know. Are you going to tell him about this?"

Mom shook her head. "I don't see why I need to this time. But if it happens again, I will have to get him involved, alright? Promise me you'll try to stay out of trouble with Stan."

"But it's not my fault!" I shouted indignantly at the screen. "He's such a douchebag that he'd kick me out even if I didn't retaliate. The other day he-" I trailed off before I told her about that first lesson back this term.

"What? Tell me, and I can rub his face in it next parent's evening."

So I did, and let me tell you, was she pissed.

"That bastard! Right, thanks for telling me Anya. Next time he says something like that, tell him you'll wipe the floor with him, then rip his head off so the floor gets dirty again, then use his worthless ass as a mop to clean it all up with."

I laughed at the mental image. "Alright mom, I'll remember that one. And I'll even say that I'll use his dick as a duster and his balls to make decorations afterwards."

Mom smiled indulgently. "That's my girl. You tell that dick what'll happen if he messes with you."

"I'm on it."

I closed my laptop, leaning back and spinning round in my desk chair. There were worse reasons for teachers to hate you than because of your parents- that way they just encouraged you to keep doing it when they got a call from the school.

Taking my laptop, I started to make a list of things I wanted for my birthday. It was only a couple of weeks away now. We'd all be going back to Court to see our families since it was on a weekend, and we hadn't been back yet.

After writing 4 things on the list, which took me about half an hour to decide on, I decided to call it a night. Sophia had come back from seeing Jet a minute ago, and had practically collapsed on her bed and fallen asleep.

Just as I turned my light off, my phone flashed. I picked up the message, my heart jumping when I saw it was from Aleks.

Night Nastya x

A goodnight text- did this mean something? He'd never sent me one before, though I guess he's never needed to. We were either on different time zones, or together.

Night Sasha x

After a moment's hesitation, I decided to just go for it and send another text.

We haven't had much time to talk- how are you really getting on here?

A minute later I got his reply.

I'm fine. It's just...different here to St. Basils.

Well that was vague. But if he didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't have brought it up. Aleks wasn't one to elaborate unless he needed to.

What do you mean?

I can't really explain it through a text. I'll talk to you tomorrow or whenever we get a chance.

I knew that if I let this go now, it could be literally months before he opened up again. Fortunately, I had a way to let us talk now.

Meet me by the big tree outside the dorms in 5 minutes. Wear something warm.

Where are we going?

You'll see.


The song in bold that Jet was singing at lunch was an abridged version of 'Down parody' by The Midnight Beast. They're awesome :D But 'Wands' is their best song, followed by 'Quirky' and 'Ninjas' :P

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