Well, here's the first chapter. It's REALLY short, but I hope to put up a second one tomorrow.
Enjoy! :)
Chapter One
I sat there in class listening to Stan lecture, and everything he was saying was going in one ear and out the other.
I really had no clue why I was still at St. Vladimir's, or even why I hadn't just bothered to kill myself at that point.
I had been taught my whole life that the Royal Moroi were important to both our races, but now all I saw was a group of spoiled rich families that had as much right to live the way they did as the Strigoi themselves did. Between throwing lavish parties and never being punished for any wrongdoings they ever commited, to mistreating those labelled as "non-Royal". None of them deserved to live anymore, at least from my posistion they didn't. Even Lissa, who had been like a sister to me my whole life, couldn't notice something was seriously wrong with me. At times I wondered if she ever payed any damn attention to me even in the slightest. I had been ignoring her during lunch, staying in my room most of my spare time and not even saying anything when she spoke to me. And still, NONE of it had gotten her attention.
Well, maybe it was time for drastic measures. I started to think about what I could do, but then Stan dissmissed the class. I grabbed my books and walked out of the class and towards Dhampir housing, where I could be alone in my room for a while. Maybe I could think about things for a while, clear my head.
But then, that's when I saw him.