Ohkay so a HUGE sorry to UnderworldVampirePrincess (: (:

I didn't realise it didn't make much sense sorry, I probably should have put all of this in the summary but woopsy. LOL! So I will explain.

Janine is not dead. She is still the badass guardian everyone knows her to be, but because of her reputation among strigoi she sent rose to a human family to protect her. In my story Janine isn't quite the bitch she appears to be in the actual series (SORRY RICHELLE MEAD).

The picture is of the people Rose lost because of the strigoi, but she doesn't remember any of them. I think I half explained this in the letter to Dimitri but I'd have to go back and check. But they are not the ones she feels she can't trust. They are the ones that the strigoi killed – Kirova won't let her remember that though. The people she feels she can't trust are the general student population at St Vlad's.

So sorry sorry sorry it didn't make any sense :/

I promise I will try harder in this chapter (:

Oh and I wish I was as cool as Richelle Mead to have thought up such awesome characters like Dimitri and Rose. But unfortunately I'm not, and she owns both of them...

Such a shame.

"Go put your training clothes on; I'll wait for you here." She walked over to the female change room to get changed. This morning id given her, her timetable and gym schedule before we left our room.

~~flashback~~

"What's with all the training and combat classes?" she asked me. I felt like an idiot. What was I supposed to tell her?

"Must have been the only elective classes they could fit you into" I lied. She accepted the lie without any further explanation.

~~end flashback~~

She came out of the change room in grey track bottoms and a black sports bra. She was definitely something to look at. She walked over to me. "Is this ok? I don't really have much else."

"Its fine" I reassured her. "So, have you done any sort of combat before?"

"I don't know" she said sadly.

"Sorry, sorry I forgot. I'm sorry" what an idiot. "Well, how about we run?" I suggested. She nodded her head eagerly, probably thinking this was the easiest thing she would do in 'training and combat elective'. We did our stretches in silence and I left her to her own thoughts. "Ten laps" I said as soon as we were finished, stepping into guardian mode. No more time for feeling sorry, No more time to admire her body. "I don't want you to hold back, I want you to push yourself, as fast as you can go for as long as you can, then a slow jog on the last lap." She nodded at me and I let her go. I stayed behind her the whole time, trying to estimate where she was, stamina wise. She was good; she was able to sprint without slowing for the whole ten laps. On the ninth I told her to slow it to a jog.

I decided not to spar with her, today, so instead we spent the rest of the hour on weights. The time we spent in the gym, she seemed different, at peace sort of, but as soon as class was over, she returned to the glum person she had been last night when I met her. "Can I ask you something?"

She looked at me curiously. I had lead us to a small patch of grass near the running track. We had a free period. "Sure, as long as I can ask you something in return." She smiled. I liked her smile. I nodded.

"When we were in the gym, you seemed different. You seemed skilled and confident. I mean, don't get me wrong I'm not saying I thought you weren't, I'm just saying, you were different to the person I'm talking to right now. Why?" she thought about it for a little while.

"It felt, normal. But being here, at this school, it doesn't feel normal. I guess that's why. So, my turn. I'm sure you have plenty of other things to be doing at the moment, and during class, and during breakfast than to just hang around me. I'm sure you have friends and a girlfriend that missed your..." she trailed off thinking for a word and I saw a twinkle in her eyes. "... your sexy presence and yet you've been with me all morning, boring me. I don't even want to be here. So, why?" My sexy presence? This girl was a mystery, and I wasn't going to tell her about my girlfriend just yet. I hadn't even thought about Tasha since I'd met Rose.

"I'm here for you" was all I said. "Why don't you feel normal here?"

"The people, they stare at me like they know me, like I'm some big deal, but nothing about them is familiar. But the people in my photo, the one I showed you last night, I know I know them. But they aren't here." There was silence between us. She was very observant. Yes, everyone had heard of her famous mother, but she hadn't. Rose had no idea of the world she was living in, and despite Kirova saying it was safer for her, I couldn't help but think she was wrong. How could it be safe to live in a world full of danger and not know, not understand the danger your life was in for just breathing? "I had a dream last night" she eventually said. "Red eyes, they were everywhere, but they wouldn't go away. They wouldn't go away until the sun came out. Do you ever dream about the red eyes?" she looked at me pleadingly. What would I tell her? Yes? Every night I dreamt of those evil monsters? But hers weren't monsters, they were just eyes. Probably something her subconscious was able to remember despite the compulsion. Her dreams were an innocent fear, that's what I would keep telling myself so I wouldn't reveal anything about the all too real strigoi.

"No, never" it came out as a whisper.

All week it was the same. I only spoke to my friends and Tasha in class or if they texted me. Otherwise I would spend my time with Rose, trying to figure her out. Her dreams became more vivid as the nights went on and I felt bad for having to lie to her. Rose still felt uncomfortable around the general student population so we always sat in that same, small patch of grass near the running track. She always had new questions for me and I only ever answered with the half truth.

But I was astounded one day, when I decided we would spar, and she had me pinned in two minutes. She had obviously had fighting experience. So then why didn't Kirova want her to remember anything? She seemed capable of knowing the truth; she only seemed fragile because everyone was keeping her in the dark. She seemed tough and able to handle everything id learned that had happened to her.

It was Friday at lunch and we were sitting at our usual spot. She was eating and I was just watching her curiously. I knew she could handle the truth and I knew who I could take her to that would let her remember. I got out my phone and sent a quick message to Lissa. The only reason I had anything to do with moroi royalty like her was, well she was Tasha's brothers girlfriend. She always seemed nice.

Hey Lissa,

I need you to do me a favour – even though I probably don't deserve it after snobbing you all off this past week. But can you come to the little sitting area next to the track? I have someone I want you to meet.

Dimitri.

Not five minutes later, I saw the blonde headed moroi heading across the track to meet us.

"Rose, I have someone I want you to meet" she looked up from her food and looked around until her eyes fell upon Lissa. She dropped her plate and stared.

"I- I know her" she whispered to herself in disbelief.

Eeeh I don't think this chapter is any good, actually I think it's boring, but it's sort of necessary for where I want to head with the story so yeah.

R&R

Love georgiie (: