Our lips touch and it was like the entire universe exploded.

I moved my lips on his and he actually kissed me back. I felt victory and complete joy in this.

I knew that he would be the only one I would ever love and care for. I love Lissa, I love her so much, but not like this. She couldn't make me feel this way. And I knew that he loved me. I knew that I'm not the only love in his life, but I am glad to be the most active and caring.

We kept kissing, and kissing and kissing. The only parts of us touching were our lips, and hands. He twined his fingers in mine, and I let out a sigh of relief. A sigh that hopefully he wasn't just doing this to please me.

My arms then broke from his tight intertwining grasp and went around his neck. The only things we did was kiss. Well, until Janine Hathaway, my mother, walked up.

This instant Dimitri broke away I was like 'What the hell?!' until I realize she was staring at us, or more of me, open-faced. My mouth had to be gaping open, because I was in for a shit load of trouble. Hell, Dimitri was going to be in more trouble.

I closed my lips in a tight line and couldn't help but laugh in my thoughts. Apparently Dimitri had just got caught with his hands all in my cookie-jar. And everyone knows when you say something childish you always have to make it dirty.

My Mom had a vein popping out of her temple, oh boy, I thought.

"What's going on." I wasn't a question but more like, 'I know what's going on, but I need a very good explanation.' Oh God, you can just gag me. She sounded just like Dimitri when he was about to beat the shit out of that one guy.

"Nothing," I smirked. Dimitri just sat there, can you believe it? Red as a beet.

"Don't start sassing off to me!" Her voice was strong and well Guardian like. It scared me, "you know exactly what's going on. Now explain," she paused and shot Dimitri and her lips tightened, "or you can."

"What did it look like we were doing Mom?" I had a short fuse, partly because I was drunk, and the other part due to my harsh nature.

"It looked like this twenty-four year old man was kissing my daughter," her voice was as sharp as a pin," and you were kissing him back."

"So?" I slammed my words into her, the weren't as sharp and harsh as Dimitri's, but I knew those had to affect her in some way.

She was apparently caught speechless, because she just stared at me and walked off.

Oh god, my mind thought, she's going to spill on Dimitri and I, the whole academy, hell the whole world would know. Then I smiled.

I was turning eighteen in a week, If I could keep her quiet 'till then, no one would have any say in what happens between him and I. Actually, I was held in complete joy as this thought raced through my mind. If my Mom held the gossip in, Dimitri and I could be together, he wouldn't have Tasha, and we could talk it out.

Dimitri wasn't one for avoiding things, but he apparently did because he silently walked my back to my dorm and left.

My brain was buzzed and was in need for a big chill pill, I shuddered back to sleep, or so my head thought.

As soon as my mind drifted off and my beautiful plan flooded my dreams, they crashed, and Adrian walked into this wonderfully gorgeous meadow.

"Hey, little Dhampir, I thought I wouldn't see you tonight," He smiled and walked up to me, his hair stylishly messy. Does he ever sleep? I thought.

"Considering what happened tonight, I don't think I would have either. How could you have not noticed what happened Adrian? Or do you still not know?" My lips where in a hard line. His clueless face indicated that he didn't know squat. I mean it couldn't be hard to tell between a drunk person and a feeder that just got bitten, but hey Adrian never acted like he was the smartest apple in the bunch.

"Wait," he paused, looking a little confused, "what happened?"

"Your friend Vigo drank from me, he used me Adrian." My eye's were flooding with tears and almost on the verge of spilling, I held them back though, not wanting to look like the disappointed used child.

Adrian didn't say anything, he just stood there in his dream looking paler and ghostlier than usual. I could tell he blamed himself for what happened. After all, they were his friends. And he was suppose to be looking after me.

"Adrian, don't blame yourself. Ok?" I paused, "I have to go, um, to sleep." It was a lame excuse partly because I knew I was already sleeping.

I escaped out of the dream. I propped up in bed. That's when I heard a light knock.

I stumbled out of bed, and opened the door. It was Alberta.