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Love You All,

~IZZI GIRL~

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy. Richelle Mead does. Boo hoo. Oh well. I suppose I'll just have to get over it.

R POV:

I jogged across the quad over to the Moroi dorms. Still in my training clothes, a white, purple and green sports bra and black short shorts (Pics on Profile), the icy wind burned my legs and stomach. This was it. The day Lissa and I would either get our guy or . . . Well let's just focus on the positive. One of us gets our man. One of us will be ecstatic. One of us will have a boyfriend.

I darted in the open doors. Her room was on the fourth floor, way too high to climb up the side of the building, otherwise I would have. I had just had training with Alberta. She said a few weeks ago that even though I was the best novice in the school, that if I wanted to be a legend, I would need extra sessions. Being the best teenager wasn't enough. I wanted to be the best in the world.

I knew my goals were difficult. I needed extra time, and a lot of it. My mother, Alberta and even Stan had helped me. They 'tried' not to play favorites but it was obvious, well at least to me, that I was their first pick.

Alberta worked me to the bone. Both of us knew that I could push myself harder and that was the challenge these days. I created my own moves, making me unstoppable in fights. I could out-lap any boy in my grade and most of the guardians. To sum it up: I fighting beast. I had high expectations and I had already met them. Sometimes it was shocking how scared the boys were of me.

After practice, I stuck in my iPod, putting on You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift. Yes I am a country fan. I had the volume up so loud I didn't realize someone had fallen into step with me. I turned my had an inch and found myself getting lost in a pair of icy blue eyes. Christian.

Christian Ozera was the boy I like. But, he's also the boy Lissa practically loves also. I had known Chris for as long as I can remember. In kindergarten, Lissa and I talked to him the most. After the first week, he had been the only boy I hadn't 'taught a lesson to' for picking on some poor girl. Even back then I could kick some major ass. And even then, he learned quickly. The first lesson taught back then, DO NOT mess with Rose Hathaway.

Out of me and Liss, I was always the fighter. I wrestled, boxed, had a black belt in seven different forms of martial arts and have taken down boys twice my size, which was shocking since I was only five foot six, petite and semi-delicate.

"Hey Chris. What's up?" I asked, taking a bud out of my ears. His face looked a bit off. Tired maybe?

"Hi Rose. Could you tell Lissa that we all need to talk, please? Um, you can just come by after classes or something. Sorry to be so vague, but I kind of want to tell you both at the same time. Maybe it will ease a little bit of tension that way? But just so she knows the topic, I… um… made a decision." he looked hopeful. He said he had to go soon after that. I changed routes from the café on campus to the dorms.

Trying to get into the dorms in general was difficult. But the Moroi dorms having all the extra security, made it almost impossible to get in or out before and after hours. Climbing up and down the walls of the building is the easier solution but not if the room you're attempting to get to is on the fourth floor.

It was about eight at night human time, which meant seven in the morning vampire time. The only issue I had with the morning training sessions was that I had to wake up at four in the morning. Talk about cruel. A growing Dhampir girl needs her sleep.

I slipped up the staircases without being caught or seen. Once at Lissa's door, I reached in my sports bag for the spare key. The door clicked open, and I stepped inside. Her room was immaculately clean. Neat freak, goody-too- shoes. Liss hated getting into trouble which was pretty ironic. I was her best friend and had been sent to the headmistress's office and gotten chucked in detention more times than I cared to count.

I was smart, yes. Did I use my brain when it came to book and school work? No, not usually, no. Did I prefer to be using my body than my head? Yes, yes I did.

Lissa was sound asleep on her bed, her hair in a still- neat pony tail. She looked like an angel. I snuck up to the side of her bed. I poked her once, twice, a third time. "Lissa!" I whispered. My patience was already wearing low. Taking a step back, I dropped my bag on the pale pink carpet. Sucking a breath in, I screamed, "LISSA!"

She jumped awake, startled. Through our psychic bond, I got feelings of distress, exasperation and shock. She pulled the fuzzy white eye mask down on her nose, smearing her facial cream. I busted out laughing. Her reaction was so hilarious! This girl was a crack up!

As soon as she spotted me, doubled over and bleary eyed, letting out a sigh, she threw a pillow at my face. I was so focused on not choking on my laughter that I didn't have time to react and catch the pillow aimed at my head. The feathers hit the mark.

Now it was me who was shocked and slightly pissed off, and she was the one crying from her laughter. After many pillows thrown, ripped and dodged, I put my hands up in surrender.

"Ok, ok. Truce. We got a little distracted but I've got some news." She shut up immediately. She was such a sucker for gossip. "Lissa, Christian made a decision." I said my tone perky, a rare case for me.

Her face fell. Oh god, what have I done. My best friend knew me so well. If my voice was perky in any way, shape or form, or if I was uncharacteristically nice, something was up. When I told her, she got the distinct impression that his choice was me.

A few months back, I admitted to Lissa my feelings for Chris. Since we were sophomores, when Liss discovered her emotions for him, I had known about her crush. At first it was cute. For a while it was nothing more than admiring him from afar. It stayed that way for a while, about seven months I'd say. After that, it got more serious. Flirting, semi- sexual suggestions, over-the-top dressing; well it was getting a little too out of hand for my taste.

There was no possible way that I was just going to give up the guy I've liked for years without a fight. I got to know Chris better. He wasn't like most Moroi. He got into sports that usually only the Dhampirs liked. He boxed, which is where I met the real Christian. We paired up a lot when I wasn't doing guardian training. We were into the same music and we had the same style and attitude. You could say we were practically twins separated at birth. Well I hope that wasn't the case exactly. It would be very awkward liking your brother more than usual.

"Lissa it's not like that at all. After my training with Alberta, he came up to me and told me to bring you and stop by his place after classes. Just because I'm happy, does not mean he chose me over you. You don't have a thing to worry about." I tried to reassure her.

To be perfectly honest, I wanted to be selfish for a change. As my friends know, I'm not as petty and slutty as the royal bitches make me out to be. I was a dedicated, focused guardian- to- be and actually people said I was pretty down to earth. I had already given up my life for Lissa, not that I minded that at all, really. But, I was still a teenager. Being a seventeen year old girl and not being able to flirt or have a true boyfriend because it would compromise your best friend's safety was a hardship.

I wanted to be able to say to my girlfriends, "That's him, that's my boyfriend," and tell them about my latest romantic interlude, but it's just not possible. For this chance to come around, I wanted to take it. Lissa just would never be able to understand just how much I was sacrificing for her. I was pretty sure that if she did, she would be a lot less selfish. In the fact of getting what she always wanted, she was as bad as Jesse, Camille or any other royal really.

For all the sacrifice I do, you think she would just let me have this one thing.

Now that Lissa knew, I ran out of her room. I made it to my room in like a minute and a half. It's an exceptional time considering my dorm was halfway across campus. I changed into dark blue skinny jeans, a pink, ruffle halter top, a cardigan/ vest and wedge heals (Pics on Profile). What can I say; I wanted to look good for some reason. I applied light make up and pulled my hair into a ponytail with my bangs puffed up and clipped back. I looked damn good, I had to say. The make- up and hair probably would only last the morning- I had combat in the afternoon.

I headed off to breakfast soon after that. The cafeteria started packing people in by the time I got there. With my plate piled high, I sauntered over to where Christian sat alone. People still held a prejudice to the Ozeras- Christian, especially since his parents were the ones to change willingly.

He eyed me wearily. Smiling slightly, I shook my head no. I was in no mood to press the mater in front of people just to end up crushed and in tears. He and I ate in silence, completely at ease in the other's company. I was nearly finished when Dimitri and Adrian, my two best guy friends, sat next to me. Well ok, breakfast just turned slightly awkward.

The thing was, Dimitri and Adrian both sort of love me? And they were all sitting with me. Yup, me, my crush and or soon- to- be- boyfriend (hopefully), my BFF Russian God, and my other BFF Dream Stalker, were all at the same table. Just peachy. After an eternity in girl years, which was only about ten minutes, Lissa bounced in.

Here we go again, I thought. Liss wore a really short black skirt, a blue tube top and matching Christian Louboutin heals (Pics on Profile). The skirt covered about half her ass. She smeared her face with bronzer and heavy black eyeliner making Lissa look like she had thick, lumpy skin. To be perfectly honest she looked like a slut. Before we agreed to our slight truce, she dressed like this to get Chris' attention. I had worn basketball shorts and baggy t- shirts and still got his attention more. Back to her old ways she goes.

Jesse and the royals cat-called her, while the girls simply glared. And there starts the rumors. Liss smirked slightly, readjusting her silver satin hand bag. She got a bagel and sat next to Christian. He was shocked. He knew this Lissa once and chose me to hang out with. To see her again like this, there appeared to be a battle waging in his eyes. Christian unlike Moroi like Liss, ate a ton normally, not little fillers.

I finished quickly. I rose to dump my tray with Chris following. I had a feeling he wanted to get as far away from that girl as possible. Many students had already left for classes so my heels clicking against the floor was widely heard. I may not have been half clothed like some girls, but my jeans clung to my legs like a second skin and my top accented my chest in a way that made others jealous. Wolf whistles sounded in the semi quiet room and I simply rolled my eyes.

"Rose, do y-, do you know . . . why Lissa's dressing like a… well a-"

"Whore? Nope. I have got no clue. I told her that you made a decision, left and there she is, pretending she's, like, Camilla or Carly."

He sighed. I did too. I hoped this side of my best friend never came out again because quite frankly it frightens me. School went by. Slowly but eventually I was able to go back to my room and prepare for whatever may come.

I had practice with Alberta in ten so I, however reluctantly, grabbed my lime green sports bag and headed out. Again popping in my iPod, I played "Break Your Heart" by Taio Cruz.

Before I love and leave you

They call me heart breaker

I don't want to deceive you

Those lyrics kept playing in my head. Could Christian just be another boy who wants me for my body? Did he plan on leaving me if he did choose me? He's my best friend, and I didn't think he's like to hurt me. He knew the consequences if he hurt me too badly. Him plus me plus a boxing match equals broken Christian. Don't you just love my math?

Suddenly my head hurt. I was so deep in my thoughts and the music that I RAN IN TO THE DOOR! Oh my god, if anyone saw that I would never live it down. All throughout practice, I was distracted. I took horrific hits, vicious kicks and, well, I pretty much had the shit beaten out of me. On a water break, Alberta came over.

"Ok Hun, what's up? You did fine this morning and now… you'd be dead by now." Alberta was never one to soften things up. Her words sounded blunt and harsh. I felt all guilty. She gave up her time almost every night and morning and I was totally fucking it up. I hung my head in shame.

"I'm sorry Alberta. I know I'm screwing up it's just…"

"Did you and Lissa fight? Or you and Christian? Hun what happened that you're not telling me?" She acted so concerned for me. Alberta and I were friends and colleagues as we had the same skill levels. She treated me as her equal.

"You kind of nailed it on the head," I mumbled. "Liss and I both like Chris. A few months ago we got super competitive and protective over him. That was when Lissa dresses like a slut. We were about ten seconds away from killing each other when Dimitri and Adrian stepped in. They suggested letting Christian choose, that way we didn't get in too many cat fights. After practice, he told me he had made his decision. I told Liss and now she resembles a blood whore. We're meeting him tonight, to find out who he chose. I'm just a little worried. I've never had a real boyfriend unless you count Eddie when we were in seventh grade."

She shook her head. Uh oh. "Rose, you deserve to get Christian. You may never get another chance to have a love life if she takes this from you. You are fully prepared to do everything for Lissa… except give up the once experience you've never had. So?"

I cocked my head to my side. "Huh?"

"So! What are you still doing here? I thought you'd have been out the door already getting ready to knock Christian Ozera dead! GO!" Alberta chuckled slightly as she yelled this at me. I stood there dumb- struck. She's… letting me… go… EARLY? What crazy world have we entered? This has never happened before. I snapped out of my trance. This was a once in a lifetime chance and I sure as hell was going to take it. I ran up to hug her, my second mother.

I grabbed my bag and sprinted out. I faintly heard, "Tell me what happens tomorrow Rose!"

When I managed to unlock my door, I jumped in the shower. Despite my determination to look perfect no matter how long it took, I couldn't help but sit under that shower head and let the blazing water cascade down my back. The scent of roses and vanilla fill my senses from my shampoo. Finally getting out I chose my outfit. A purple draping dress with spots of green and black with purple and black high heels (Pics on profile). I curled my hair so that it fell a little past my shoulders and did a smoky eye with shaded of purple. I felt ready. I could do this.

I walked over toward the male Moroi dorms. I met Lissa half way. She wore the red strapless dress I outgrew a few years ago. She had it altered apparently, for it was tight in an I-can't-breath way. She had on the red heals I gave her to complete the outfit. When I wore that last, I looked elegant and poised, while Lissa looked slutty and cheap. Wow.

We knocked on a door on the fifth floor. Chris opened it up. He looked nervous. I sympathized with him really but this needed to be done, for our sanity. We sat down on his couch. He was about to speak when Dimitri and Adi came. After that…

Ok sorry about that. But if I didn't stop then I would have been grounded. I hope you liked it and sorry for the long wait on this but I needed to take care of family issues first. Please Review but if you don't want to then, you'll just have to wait longer for the next chapter. Well it's up to you. Also go to my profile and check out the outfits and TAKE THE POLL!

Love you guys,

IZZI GIRL

P.S: Also recommend music for me. I need to listen to something new. BYE!

Songs:

Break Your Heart- Taio Cruz

You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift

Not Afraid- Eminem

That's What You Get- Paramore

Your Love Is My Drug- Kesha

Single Ladies- Rihanna

I Got A Feeling- Black Eyed Peas