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Disclaimer: I don't anything from Vampire Academy, just the characters I have created and the plot.
That night…well sleep seemed irrelevant to me. I just tossed and turned and just thought about everything. It was one of the restless nights where you couldn't sleep because you are thinking. Well it was one of those nights.
Calm, Rose, calm.
Well, there was only thing that calmed me down and that was nature. Maybe that was what I needed in ordered to breathe right. I needed to go take a breather outside, near the forest. I walked over to my closet and grabbed the first coat I could get my hands on and then started my way outside.
I looked around the hallway to see if there were any guardians near the staircase. Lucky me, none were around. I started down the stairs as quietly as possible. Now slipping by the guardian that was stationed by the exit—that was hard. As soon as her attention was diverted, I slipped by past her as quietly as possible.
Soon I found myself walking the hallways of the academy.
The cool air was helping a lot on calming me down, making me forget about my mixed feelings. This was what I needed all along; fresh breathing air. Fresh air—
Hey, what's that smell? Is somebody smoking? This is defiantly not fresh air. A took a step further and when I sniffed the air, I knew that someone was indeed smoking, smoking clove cigarettes. I knew it was clove cigarettes because one of my old teachers used to smoke all the time.
But the question was: Who was smoking? The punishment if you were caught smoking was bad. So I knew that it wasn't a student here.
I decided to just ignore it. I kept on walking.
And—
I saw someone leaning against the wall, the person's back turned towards me. I stood there a couple of seconds, checking the person out. He must have felt someone behind him because he turned around; he didn't turn all the way, he half turned towards me and waggled his fingers in the air. Not far enough to really look at me, but far enough to make it look like he was talking to me, and not the wall in front of me.
"Hi, there." it said. From the voice, I knew he was a he. He had the sexiest voice ever, the sexiest that I had ever heard come out of a guy's mouth.
I didn't even say anything. I should have said something. But I couldn't. From his back profile, I knew he was sexy. Sexy enough to make me speechless and making me want to melt.
He turned around. Oh. My God. Just. Shoot. Me. Now. He was…no words could explain his unreal beauty. I was beyond words. If I tried speaking, I knew it would come out like a pig was speaking rather than a human had spoken. God, this guy had to be the sexiest man in this world.
He turned around wondering why I hadn't spoken. He dropped his cigarette and pulled out another one and started smoking it. His green eyes—boy did he have the sexiest green eyes ever—became very gentle, but there was humor in the very depths of them. He leaned up against the wall, facing me now. He looked me over. "Hello, beautiful."
I had been looking down but when I looked up and damn! was I astounded by his features! He had the sexiest body ever! His voice was like a melodious caress but his body was a whole different thing entirely. It was a sin even looking at his body. He was tall, about six feet and several inches. The color of his hair was a golden brown. Damn! He had the most wonderful green eyes! His dark green eyes were designed to drown in. His lips were as sexy as him. I could imagine myself kissing those wonderfully soft-looking lips. He looked about two years older than me. Nearing the age of twenty or maybe even a little older. He was too handsome. Too perfect. I stared at him. Say something! my mind screamed at me. But I was incapable of anything verbal. I simply kept staring like a total idiotic psycho. Self-consciously, I ran a hand through my hair. I'm sure it looked like there had been a chicken fight in there. Some seconds passed; I finally found my voice. "Hi."
He smiled a smile that made my whole insides flop. He reached out his hand. "I am Adrian Ivashkov."
I tried shaking his hand, but he kissed it instead. "And I am Rose Hathaway." I said, staring into those Emerald eyes.
He chuckled and his laughed reminded me of a warm, sunny day at the beach. "I know. Jade has told me a lot about you."
Oh, hell! This was Jade's older brother! "Jade…" For some reason, that brought back the memories of Dimitri and Tasha. I looked the other way and tried to hold back the tears that threatened to gush out.
He noticed my change of mood. Even gentler his green eyes became. "You don't seem well. What's wrong?"
His questioning reminded me of why I was here in the first place. "Just lots of drama."
He nodded, but his look was far away. I think he understood what was wrong with me. "Oh. I understand. It happens to me all the time."
He leaned down to me. For a second, I thought he was going to kiss me. My heart leapt faster and harder. I even closed my eyes, waiting for it. I opened my eyes and he was so shocked. His expression was funny to look at. His expression was one that a new mother would have when she met her newborn baby. Abruptly, he pulled away and leaned as far away from me as possible. I started to do the same thing. It was like someone—or something was making us do this and feel what we were feeling. I shook my head and started to walk away. But he caught my hand.
Bad mistake on his part. Something happened. It was like I knew him from somewhere else, like I had met him before. But I was sure I had never met this guy ever in my life.
His touch sent wild sensations all over my body. He glared at me and then at his hand as if it had betrayed him. "What the hell…who are you?!" So he felt it too?
"No, you tell me, who the hell are you?" I left it at that. "Whatever, I am out of here!"
But, to my misfortune,he was there in front of me. He caught my hand and the feelings started again. It was like someone had shot a Taser gun through my whole bad. Zap! all through my body and I am sure he felt the same way I was feeling.There was friction in the air we were both breathing.
It was like I was stumbling, tripping, falling. There was nothing to hold onto except his eyes. Those eyes that looked like Emeralds of the purest kind, the ones only the finest people could afford. Oh. God. Help me.
There was silence. We just stared at each other.
"Hell! Who are you?!" I asked, brusquely. I had dropped my manners some time ago.
"Shit! Who are you?!" He said, using the same tone I was using.
We both glared at one another. What the hell was happening here? I was arguing with someone I barely knew. I took a deep breath. Shaking himself, he spoke. He looked like a cat that has been alerted, shaken. "Look, what did you do to me? I have never felt like this before." He did a bad imitation of his former bad boy smile. "But, it's okay. I have always liked a girl with spirit." He said, reaching for my cheek.
Hadn't he learned the lesson? Don't touch me! Fzzz! Sparks flew and the world fell away as soon as our bare skin made contact.
I jumped back away from him, barely believing that all this was happening.
"You better go away now," I warned between clenched teeth. Like Jade had said, this guy was really crazy. I was shooing him away but all I wanted to do was to knock him down and fall on him and just start kissing him.
I ignored all my feelings and slapped him hard on the cheek. "Are you dumb or something?! I said…GO!"
That sure woke him up from his trance. He started rushing away from me. He didn't want another undeserved slap.
As he treated, he glared at me like I was the thing he hated the most in this planet. And I glared right back at him. Jade had said I would love her brother as soon as I saw him. Jade had been so wrong because now I hated her brother. And nothing would change my feelings towards him. Nothing. Or so that's what I thought.
Scared, annoyed, and a whole lot of other things, I went back to my room to continue tossing and turning but eventually did catch some sleep but all through my sleep, I dreamt about Adrian Ivashkov and his gorgeous green eyes.
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