I'm back baby, and I'm writing again! I don't own anyone except for my personal characters. And thank you I. for the idea!
Chapter 6: VAfan1's back; Admirer?
Rpov
I awoke to a knock on my door. I opened my eyes groggily and stared around the room. "Mail call!" I heard someone call from the other side of the door. I got out of my bed and tripped on my shoes that I forgot to move. I hit the ground pretty hard and felt a vibration. "Is everything all right in there?"
I quickly stood up and walked to the door. I opened it to a young moroi boy with hazel eyes and sand colored hair. He smiled innocently at me and had a rather large mail bag slung over his shoulder.
"What's that?" I pointed a finger to his bag.
He handed the bag to me and kept his smile. "Fan mail from people in the academy and out." He answered. I nodded.
I handed him five bucks and closed the door. The bag was really heavy and bulky, how much this time?
The last time I got fan letters, it was both email and handwritten. And much worse than that, there were over six thousand of them! And I wanted to be nice so I read every single one of them. It took me over seven weeks to read them all since I had a movie and a TV show going on.
I sighed and I dropped it on the bed next to me. I opened the bag with some difficulty since my arm is still in a cast.
As soon as the bag opened, some of the letters flooded out. I sighed and shook my head. I picked up the first one. It was purple and from a girl in Jersey name Sara.
Dear Rose,
You're, like, totally AWESOME!! You are the greatest person alive!! I hope your arm is better!!
Sara
I smiled and picked up the next one. It was from a guy right here in the academy.
Dear Hathaway,
Wow. You're an actress huh? Who would have ever thought that the famous blood whore to be would actually get a real job? Well, better stay sexy, or else you won't be able to eat huh?
I skipped the rest of the letter and rolled my eyes. I tossed it into the trash and swore underneath my breath.
"When will people shut up?" I asked myself.
I picked up the next one. It was a pink rose colored envelope with words written in crayon. I smiled and opened it.
Dear Ms. Rose,
My name is Mandy. My mommy is sick and she says that one day she wants to meet you. I want to meet you too. I heard that you broke your arm. Get better okay?
Signed,
Rose
I have the same name as you!! :D
I laughed at it. It was so cute that little kids write to me. I couldn't help but read it over again. This has definitely been the best thing that happened ever since returning to the academy.
I read a few more letters that were really boring. They only said: You rock! Or Suck ass bitch!
I rolled my eyes as I grabbed the very last letter. It looked really peculiar. It was a white envelope and looked a little worn. I turned it over and saw that it had a red seal on it. My eyes widened. Who is this from?
I opened it and read it.
Dear Rose,
From the very first time I saw your face, I knew my world had changed. From the very moment I found out your name, I sang out in joy. From the first time I heard your voice, I thought that every other sound isn't as brilliant.
You're my shining light in my darkened world; you are my hope; my joy; my life.
I need to see you with me. I need to hear your voice again.
I'm with the most brutal person in the world. She's cruel, cold hearted and horrid. I need your warmth and your careful embrace around.
I need you. I love you
Signed,
Your Admirer
P.S.: I'm closer than you think.
My cheeks were flushed. I re-read the letter again and I couldn't help but blush more, and trust me, it takes a lot to make me blush.
I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I called.
Lissa opened the door and closed it behind her. "Hey." she said as she sat down next to me.
"Hi." I said.
She looked over my mail bag and the pile of opened letters. She looked back at me with an amazed expression. "They really love you." she murmured.
I shrugged. "Some do, some don't" I said and showed her the letter from little Rose. She read it and smiled. "What do you think?"
"Cute." she said. "So, are you going to visit her?" I nodded. We looked over all of the letters until she found the one from my SA.
"Any idea who its from?" she asked. I shook my head.
"The courier said that these letter came from inside and outside the academy," I shrugged. "So I don't know."
"Hmm…" she said. She flipped over the letter to the side with the seal. Her mouth popped open and she dropped the letter. She just sat there looking at me with her mouth wide open.
"Lissa," I waved a hand over her eyes. No response. I snapped my fingers. "Lissa?"
"Oh my God," she finally said. She picked up the letter and showed me the seal. "Do you know what this is?" she said excitedly as she pointed to it.
I shook my head. "A seal?"
She shook her head. "No," she said. "It's the Ivashkov family crest!"
My eyes popped. I took the letter from her and examined it. Definitely the Ivashkov seal.
Which means…
Adrian Ivashkov might me my admirer?
So how was it? I haven't written in a while since I had like 6 projects at the same time and tests, but now I'm back.
Julie