AUTHOR'S NOTE

YAY! I got on, in order to post this. Not QUITE DONE with being in trouble… Dx

But, anyways, I have to forewarn-updates (as soon as I get computer back) won't be lickity-split, though I promise not TOO long. This isn't really my baby…

My story Things You See in a Graveyard is… Heh. That one I have more freelance with it. BUT anyways… ON TO THE STOREHHH xD
Once again, you know what the italics means…

It honestly wasn't as bad, as Rose seemed to be making it out to be. She was positively livid, at least I think… She was hiding something, and I'm pretty sure that, out of respect for me, it was her anger at this situation. Rumors were flying, oh boy, they were flying. It was quite insane.

Rose was going to flip, and kill Christian.

Or

Rose was going to go AWOL, and start a school massacre murder.

Then, my personal favorite

Rose and Christian were going to hook up, big time.

That one had me giggling behind my hand, and Christian looking aghast as we walked by a student in a lower class level, whispering a little too loudly. Rose and Christian… Locking lips, in the dark night, while her mind was still cautiously alert. Or, perhaps they would elope together, desire overwhelming for them, during the field experience.

During biology though, with Christian's arm snug around my waist as we sat on a table, conversing lightly with two other Moroi in my class – Jennifer, a pretty, timid girl with light brown hair and watery gray eyes, and Julia, who looked slightly too wild, for Moroi, with her fiery hair and jade eyes – my mind started to wander…

I glanced over my shoulder, at Rose. Gorgeous, exotic, and all around perfect, if not the closest thing to it. And yet, she was single. Guys loved her; she had the ideal figure, and a great face to match. There wasn't anything for her to get over; she and Mason hadn't been truly dating. So why, oh why, was she remaining available, yet unavailable, and not take one of the many men who fell at her feet, into her heart?

One male though, popped into my mind, as ideal for Rose as she was.

Adrian Ivashkov.

He adored Rose, worshipped her, I could see it in him, and it was just… Well, it was almost painstakingly obvious. If he strived any more for her affections, he just might appear desperate. But Rose still snubbed him, turned him down. He would be good to her - and for her as well…

But the bell rang, signalizing for a class change.

And, my departure from Christian and Rose.

I leaned over, placing a light kiss on Christian's cheek, and he squeezed his arm warmly around my waist, before stepping back and releasing me.

Eddie suddenly appeared closer, than he was before – why had he been far away in the first place? Some guardian thing?

"You guys don't have the same schedule this time?" Rose asked her face suddenly weary and unsure.

I made my smile sympathetic, though I didn't have to try too hard. "Sorry. We're going to study together after school, but right now, I've got to go to creative writing."

"And I have to go to culinary science." Christian said, smirking as Rose reacted horribly-he knew she would.

"Culinary science? You elected culinary science? That's like, the most brainless class ever." Her voice was faintly mocking, but her disbelief was real.

"It is not. And even if it was… Well, hey, it's my last semester, right?" Rose responded to him with an aggravated groan.

"Come on, Rose. It's just one class period," I laugh to try and make her loosen up, "It won't be that—"

One of the guardians, Emil, had suddenly grabbed one of the Moroi. He grabbed her, and instantly had her neck angled as if he were to bite her. Fear raced through me, as I temporarily forgot that he was just a guardian, and not a true Strigoi.

Shane Reyes, who must have been the guardian assigned to her, seemed panic stricken, but I felt a sense of pride for him. He handled his own, making sure the dainty Moroi got out of Emil's grip in time, before they began to fight. I glanced at Rose, seeing excitement in her eyes, and smiled. She could probably name, and perform every punch and kick that Shane and Emil performed. I cheered for Shane, as he 'staked' Emil,

I let out an 'eep!' of surprise, as Camille was suddenly snatched away from HER guardian, Ryan Aylesworth. Ryan didn't even seem to realize.

"Stay with them." Eddie said, and for a second I thought it was directed to me, before realizing it was to Rose. Rose didn't look too pleased about it, but watched admirably as Eddie snuck up to the two guardians Ryan was facing, and Shane was helping.

Eddie hit one of the guardians, Dimitri my mind told me, and he began to help them with the fight. It honestly, was pretty cool to watch them fight. They were all just suddenly squaring off, not as trained as the guardians appeared, but still working together. Guardians were trained, I realized, to not just fight well, but to work together. It was really interesting…

I glanced over at Rose, and was dimly surprised. She'd stayed with us, and hadn't jumped into the fight. That wasn't particularly like her, but I did feel safer, with her right next to me. Of course there was no real danger, we were at the Academy where everyone was safe… I still took immense comfort in Rose's presence.

Then, suddenly, the fight was over. Eddie came back to us, and he seemed to positively glow with happiness, and pride in himself. And honestly, I was extremely proud as well. He'd done good-real good.

But, I realized sadly, that now we had to split up. I leaned over and gave Christian a light peck, before nodding to Eddie. "Let's go." I murmured. With a smile on my face, in my head I sent Rose a message: Have fun in culinary science…

And, to myself I added; don't rip each other to shreds…

It was interesting, to say the least.

I mean, there were always guardians around, being protective, checking in. But never were there a whole group of them, positioned around the room, some closer than others. Some of them were talking and smiling with their Moroi, relaxed on the job. But then there was Eddie, properly positioned by the window, his face set in stone… I think I managed to pry a smile or two from him, just a hint of it.

It was odd, how dedicated everyone here was, those like Eddie. I knew guardianship is a HUGE deal, but I'd never imagined how much. I understand that we're Moroi, and that we don't necessarily have the same strength, nor the beauty, but we weren't so weak that we needed guardians so heavily trained…

Were we?

It suddenly occurred to me, that I was being extremely ridiculous. We were Moroi, yes, we weren't exactly weaklings. But one on one, against a Strigoi? Not only would we be unqualified – though that is NOT our fault, but the Academy's for not training us – but most of us, thanks to our lush lifestyles would probably freak out. And we weren't strong enough in general, not like dhampirs were. Not like Rose, and Eddie…

And, to my partial disbelief, I'm wishing I had been born a dhampir.

The more I probe that thought… It's intoxicating.

I could be beautiful, and blessed with curves that would make Christian drool, though the muscles that glided together under the surface would be raw, well trained, and strong. I could have auburn hair, instead of pale washed-out blond, or maybe even something darker than auburn. My eyes could be a nice honey color, or maybe even dark brown…

I nearly screamed, as Eddie clamped his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him, feeling my eyes still obnoxiously wide, before smiling.

"Lissa, lost in your thoughts?" He teased, before gesturing with an incline of his head towards the door, where students were shuffling out. "It's time to go."

Hastily, I gathered my things, ducking my head in shame. I shouldn't long for something that I don't know the specifics about. Rose went through torture, and she wasn't nearly as… Open, for opportunities as I was.

I'd had a moment, danced with the demon, Stupid and Covetous. And I'd won…

But it got me to thinking.

What would Rose be like, if she were a Moroi?

Or more promising… What would she do, if she had all the chances that I had for a career?

What would Rose-

"Hey did you guys here? Rose just gave up, on her first experience! She made due on her threat to kill Christian, eh Dragomir?" The boy gasped out, before turning and running, stopping at every person he could to tell them the news too, wild laughter stinging my ears.

Was it true? Would Rose… Would my Rose, my best friend since before I could remember, truly do that?

Only one way to find out…

And suddenly, I was on the verge of seeing red.