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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE ACADEMY. ALL CHARCTERS BELONG TO RICHELLE MEAD.

This was it. My last day as a student at St. Vladamir's. It was 7:30 PM. God, Lissa spent so many hours on just our makeup and hair. But I had to hand it to her, I—I mean we looked amazing. Dhampirs were aquired to wear silky white robes; as Moroi had to wear black ones. But since I was one of the very few female dhampirs, I stood out. Lissa curled the edges of my long dark brown hair which made the outfit even more extravagant. My eyelids were filled with black eyeliner and I wore a little lip liner that made me look daring.

I slipped on my white robe and slung a gold sash around it. Oh yeah, did I mention, I'm graduating top of the class. I was shocked when they told me about this, since I missed years of classes. But they had told me that I caught up quickly and I seemed to be the best one out of the batch.

The gold sash was actually spun from real gold and had white marking in Russian. I'll have to ask Dimitri to translate it later.

Just as I saw Lissa slip on her own black gown, Christian and Eddie entered. I started laughing when I saw Christian.

His black hair was pulled back with gel. A lot of gel. He looked as if he were a rich hoodlum getting trying to hard to get a girl.

I laughed hard.

Christian glared at me, but I didn't care. "Wha—what's up with your hair, fire boy? You look—you look—" The sentence was interrupted by my wave of giant laughter.

Christian grunted. "Tasha made me do it, okay? She said my hair was a haystack before."

Even though I did hate her, I had to give Tasha props for that one.

Lissa came over to Christian and gave him a peck on the lips to calm him down. "As much as I love you, Rose's right, Christian, your hair is just…"

Ooh, burnt again, sparky. By your own girlfriend.

Christian threw his head back. "You know what! I don't care anymore." He glanced at me with frustration. "Rose, where's your brush?"

I stopped laughing and backed away. "No way are you using my brush. It'll probably break of that supply of gel in your hair."

Lissa rolled her eyes. "Use mine." She handed him her bright pink brush that said Princess on the back.

Christian stared in disgust. "No offense Liss, but don't you have another brush that's not too…girly?"

Lissa shook her head. "Either you take it, or you'll be walking down to get your diploma looking like a hippie."

Christian groaned. "Fine!" He took the brush from her hand and started to brush his hair. "Hey Eddie, give me a hand."

Eddie chuckled. "Nah, I'm good."

Christian ran the brush through his hair furiously. We all watched as he struggled with his hair.

Minutes later, his hair was the messy way he—and all of us—liked it.

I looked up at the clock. "Let's go amigos, it's 7: 50. We're gonna be late."

Christian smirked. "Look who's excited to get outta this school."

I rolled my eyes. "Hell, yeah I am! And I'm just excited to get away from Kirova and all her bullshit."

Lissa giggled. "Not so fast, we still have that graduation party at the boy's dorm."

"Uh-huh. Let's just hurry up."

The gym was amazing. There was a big stage set up at the far end and about a million foldable chairs scattered everywhere. There was a white banner that said CONGRATULATIONS! hanging in a corner. I looked around to see a wave of white and black gowns kissing, hugging, and crying.

By my surprise, Jesse Zeklos appeared right in front of me, grinning like the idiot he was. He was on of the people I was hopping to never see again after this. "Hey Rose. How 'bout a little goodbye kiss right here?", he pointed to his lips.

I stared in disgust. "In your dream, Zeklos."

Jesse smirked. "Oh you are in my dreams Rose. Every single night. And you wouldn't believe the things you wanted to do with me."

Even if he was impossible, his words were smooth. Did he not know about me and Dimitri? I thought he would have for being the Gossip King of St Vladhamir's.

"You're right", I said, "I wouldn't believe it. Now go get a girlfriend that doesn't fade away when you wake up. Oh wait, you can't. Too bad."

Jesse pursed his lips. "I'll miss you too Rose." Then he walked away to talk to Ryan.

I scanned the room for Dimitri. We'd agreed to not see each other until the ceremony started. He wasn't here yet. But someone else was here.

My father, Abe.

I stared wide eyed at my father. "A—Abe?"

He nodded his head. "Hello Rose."

"Wha—what are you doing here?", I asked stupidly.

"What, a father can't see his own daughter graduate?"

I shifted uncomfortably. He hadn't mentioned our "connection" in, well, never. It made me feel awquard. I hadn't seen him since I left Russia.

"No, I meant, what are you doing here, in Montana."

Abe smiled knowingly. "I told you, I'm here to see you graduate."

I was dumb-strucken. "Why?"

He chuckled. "You're my daughter. I thought we could spend some, uh, "quality time" together, tomorrow."

I fumbled with sash, not knowing what to say. "Um, actually, I have plans tomorrow."

Abe nodded slowly. "So…what are you doing?"

I didn't know how to explain that my undead boyfriend came back to life and I was going to Russia with him tomorrow. "Er, I'm going somewhere with a friend."

He felt my discomfort and backed away. "Okay, well good luck today. I'll be watching."

I nodded as he turned around and left. I put my hands on my hips and took in what just happened. My father just came, I thought. And I wasn't even a little excited.

Just then, breaking me out of trance, was an announcement made by Kirova. "All graduates please take their seats. We will start the ceremony."

Ever Moroi and dhampir headed up to stage and sat in their assigned seats. I took my seat and placed my hands on my lap. This is it.

I caught Lissa's ear-to-ear grin as I glanced at her. She was seated in between Camille and Christian. Lucky, I thought as I stared at the two dweebs beside me. Ryan and Jesse.

Kirova went up to the podium and adjusted her skirt. There were a few silent chuckles as we looked at her attire. She was wearing a long, brown skirt with a white cardigan and black flats. Her hair was piled up into a bun held by a gold clamp. We all settled down while she started her speech.

"Ladies and gentleman, I welcome you to St. Vladamir's Academy where these humble seniors have spent most of their lives in. Today we are celebrating their path from novices, to fully fledged guardians. And as for Moroi, that they use their gifts for good. This year, we have given the pleasure of having the Moroi choose their guardian. One male, and one female guardian. Each guardian will be given a choice whether he or she will accept this Moroi, or not. Let's begin with the ceremony."

I gave a wicked smile. Now I knew I was going to be with Lissa.

Kirova called up everyone to get their diplomas and saved me for last.

"And last, but not least, we would like to congratulate the top of the class, Rosemarie Hathway."

I grinned and walked up to the podium. She handed me my little diploma which I clutched in my hand. I turned to leave but she caught my arm, turning me back to face the audience. What was going on?

"And now, Rosemarie will say a few words."

What the fuck!? A few words? I wasn't even prepared!

I took a deep breath and thought something up quickly. I stared out into the audience and found the face I'd been looking for all night. My Russian god's face. He looked…WHOA! He was wearing a black tux that hugged his body perfectly. His chocolate brown hair was tied back into a ponytail.

I thought I would melt down at that moment. I swallowed and stared into his face, knowing I could only get through this with him.

"Thank you everyone. Er, since I've gotten here, this school has been like my home. I've met new friends and formed new memories. I wasn't that "perfect" student everyone expects, but I worked my hardest. All these graduates have become like family to me and I can't bear being separated by them. So don't think about it as an end, but a beginning. I'll miss all of you, and I'd like to thank you for these great years. Thanks."

I blushed as I turned back to my seat. A thunder of applause rounded as I took my seat.

Kirova came back up. "Now we will start the guardian picks. As I call your name, please come up and choose your two guardians."

I waited as Moroi came and the choice of guardians lessened.

Once She called up Lissa, I sat up strait and smirked.

Kirova nodded. "Princess Vasilisa Dragomir, the last of the Dragomir line, who will you choose to protect you."

Lissa smiled. "I choose Rosemarie Hathway."

Kirova nodded again.

I stood up and said my vow. "I promise to guard Vasilisa Dragomir will all my strength, putting her life before mine."

There was a round of applause as I stepped forward and knelt down to get my promise mark. I stretched my neck out and felt the little needle tickle the back of my neck.

Once it was over, I stood back up and walked to Lissa. She took my hand and gave it a squeeze as I took my place next to her.

"And for my male guardian, I choose Eddie Castile."

I watched as Eddie said the same vow and got his mark.

Six more royals went chose until there were no more guardians. But there was still one more Moroi without any protection. That was, drum-roll, CHRISTIAN OZERA! Christian stared as he was the only royal without a guardian choice.

Kirova tilted her head and made an announcement. "It appears there are not enough dhampirs to guard the remaining Moroi, Christian Ozera. I'm terribly sorry Christian. But since you are going to Court with Vasilisa, I'm sure the Queen will be greatful enough to sort this all out."

Christian mouth was dropped open. First the hair thing, now this.

"The ceremony has officially ended. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the class of St. Vladamir's, 2010!"

There were screams and rejoices as we all threw are caps in the air. I grabbed Lissa's hands as we hugged and spun around in circles. I pulled away from Lissa to discover happy tears falling down to the midpoint of her cheeks.

"OMIGOSH ROSE! WE MADE IT! WE'RE DONE!"

I laughed and hugged people near me, not caring who it was. I was just too happy, nothing could spoil this moment.

Lissa ran over to Christian, who was still in the same exact spot Kirova left him. I ran up to him and shook his shoulder. "Come on, fire boy! Lighten up! You're gonna get your guardians soon or later. COME ON! We're done! We just have the after-party at your dorm and then we're outta here!"

Christian slumped. "Worst graduation ever."

I put on my best smile. "Liss, cheer him up. I gotta go find my sexy Russian god. I'll meetcha at the party."

I patted Christian's back and left Lissa to handle him. Just before I started my search, the love of my live was there standing before me.

"Congratulations, Roza. You were great."

I blushed and looked up into his dreamy eyes. "I couldn't do it without you."

He grabbed my waist with on arm and pushed me against him. "Did I mention you look beautiful tonight?", he whispered in my ear.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned up to kiss him. It was one of those sweet kisses, but still filled with enormous power.

A minute or two later, he pulled away and stroked my hair.

"Are you coming to the party?", I asked.

He shook his head, and I couldn't help but be a little disappointed. "I can't. I have to pack for tomorrow. Plus this is the last day you'll be with your class. Make the best out of it."

I groaned and rolled my eyes. Yet another Zen lesson. "But I can't make the best out of it if you aren't there, comrade."

Dimitri's hand traveled down my back and rested on the small of my back. I shivered.

"Stop calling me that."

I smirked. "I'll stop calling you that if you come to the party."

He sighed. "I can't, Rose. I still have to organize something with the

airport. You probably won't see Lissa for a while. You'll miss her. Go spend time with her."

I pouted, but gave in. "Fine", I grumbled.

"But Rose, please promise me one thing.", he said with a serious tone.

"Anything."

He paused, and smiled. "Please don't get drunk or hook up with a guy while your there."

I grinned. "I'll try not to."

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. His lips were warm and burning with desire.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to him.

The kiss was becoming more of a make-out session, and I could tell Dimitri thought we were attracting a crowd one he pulled away gently.

"I'll wake you up at five AM tomorrow. The sooner we leave, the better."

I nodded and gave him one more peck before heading to the boys' dorm.