I awoke to the sound of my alarm, it wailed and bellowed out it's orders, and I made sure it would sings it's last siren song with a quick karate chop to the nightstand. I managed to smack my hand against the top during the process but with a quick shake of the wrist, I moved on. Dimitri had managed to pop up in my dreams more easy than I'd imagined first possible, though he did nothing more than stand and stare at me as I ran down an endless corridors. Why did my dreams always have to be so cryptic?

I sat up, grabbing my things like usual and headed out the door for Friday classes. A note was posted on all the doors, an announcement about starting the graduate housing remodel. "Looks like we're getting a new roommate after all" I spoke aloud to myself. Ignoring the fact that I just acknowledged myself as a two person group, I headed off.

The day went by rather quickly, classes as usual were filled to the brim with social clique's and teenage angst. I sat in my 8th period, Moroi Culture & Art with Mrs. Karp, most definitely the most interesting class on my schedule. I sat in front of a Moroi named Adrian each day, he'd pass me notes and flick my hair with his pencil. He was a huge flirt and always dropped something when I was around, but he's NOT why class is awesome, he's just a bonus. A dark haired, fair skinned, well dressed bonus. This class rocked because we got to learn about, and sometimes see, the elemental powers Moroi specialize in.

In Layman's terms, occasionally things explode.

And as if it was heaven it's self casting down a righteous fist, the potted plant a water user in the front row of class was working with exploded into a splatter of soil and plastic across the entire front half of the room. A chorus of squeals and screams came from some well dressed Moroi at the front. No doubt they'd have to get something dry cleaned, or have their house keeper do it. I scoffed inwardly and flicked away some of the plants remains from my arm, laughing a bit as a charming voice crept by my ear.

It was Adrian.

'Of course, here it comes.' I thought to myself and I quickly batted away the cynical rude part of me and turned my full attention to one very handsome , very close Moroi breathing tentatively in my ear.

"You know, we could get out of here pretty easy, you and me.' He spoke In a hushed tone, the warmth of his breath tickling my ear. He'd been after me all year, and I was still convinced he only wanted me for my particular assets, though he'd argue all day about it. My looks were by no means spectacular, but I was unique In a lot of ways, and the boys [mostly the Moroi] seems to like what they saw.

"Oh? and just why would we do that?" I spoke softly, the slightest signs of a smirk curling on my lips.

"Because it's hard for me to focus on the task at hand with such a beautiful woman so close to me. I need a change of scenery, one involving more of you and less of this. " He waved his hand in a mock circle, and though his voice was quiet, his intentions blazed like fire behind his words.

"Like you actually focus in here?" I couldn't hold back the grin soon flashed him my pearly whites "In your dreams Adrian." I cooed coolly, half expecting him to be fed up with my rejection and finally move on.

Instead his voice became sultry, almost as smooth as Dimitri's had been last night, as if I'd sparked some flame in his chest. "I'll see you In yours little Dhampir..."

RIIIIIING-RIIIIIIING-RIIIIIING

The bell for the end of the school day echoed loudly through the hallways, It's screech like music to my ears announcing my freedom. I cast a quick smile at Adrian and darted for the door, It was Friday and this weekend was mine for the taking, and believe me I was going to take as much as I could get away with.

It only took me 10 minutes to make it back to dorms, and when I arrived, My dorm room door was wide open, a suitcase propping it there. I grinned 'Time to make a good impression' as I rounded the corner to greet the new girl...and soon after... lost my train... of thought...

There was no girl standing there across from my bed.

There was Dimitri, stone faced with broad shoulders, dressed in a gray shirt and a pair of sweats.

In. My. Room...

After that moment, my super cool personality act turned it'self inside out and I stood there slack jawed and In awe of my current situation.

"It's Willow...right?" He asked, It seemed like he remembered my name already but needed something to break my zombified state of awestruck.

"Uh, Yeah." I walked into my room and sat on my bed...across from Dimitri. He was unpacking his first suitcase, his broad shoulders and back facing me, which I was already studying subconsciously. I wasn't sure how long the remodel was going to take but with that much luggage it didn't seem like this was just a weekend thing.

"So, isn't it, oh I don't know... Odd? that you're staying in a dorm with a girl. Me. A girl...I'm a girl..." My voice teetered off to a lull and I wanted to scream at myself for sounding so stupid right now, and mentally, I was doing so.

"There were no rooms left, and I'm trustworthy, the Academy knows that. Plus most of the time I won't even be in here, so you don't need to worry, nothing bad will happen while I'm around." His back stayed to me, and I did nothing more than nod and stare. I could almost see all the definition in his back, beneath the thin layer of gray cotton from his shirt.

"Well then, Comrade!" I stated cheerfully, I was pleased with his new nick name. I'm such the Sherlock with my quick observation of his heritage from his stunning features and conveniently Russian last name. Genius! "Looks like we're going to get along just fine." I spoke and went to my closet, grabbing some clothes and heading out the door to the shower houses without another word about it. This was going to be an interesting last semester.

And had I'd slowed my stride ever so slightly, I just might have been able to hear him say "I think we will too Willow..."