Title: Blind Side

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy or any of the characters in this story. That is, unless, I decided to put another one in there (then I'll tell you).

To All You Readers:

I hope the people who can be bothered to read this enjoy it. This story is based after Frost Bite and the ratings will vary from chapter to chapter. Mainly teen though. As a warning there will be a lot of romantic stuff and dark stuff happening. You've been warned...

Chapter One

There's one thing I absolutely love about my extra training sessions, and that would be Dimitri.

One…I get to spend time with him.

Two…He gets to teach me things.

Three…He gets to kick my arse.

Four…I get to kick his arse.

and five… I get to kiss him whenever I want.

As I laid there in bed I recalled all the things about him that I loved. I couldn't help myself! It was an impulse that I couldn't shake (however hard I tried). I just couldn't get him out of my head! I hoped that he couldn't get me out of his head either. The thought of him thinking about me brought a smile to my face.

But I couldn't just lounge here and think about him all day. I had to get up. Plus I would rather see Dimitri in the flesh then in my imagination. Although, don't get me wrong, I love day dreaming about him!

-Knock--Knock-

"Give me a second!" I jumped out of bed grabbing the jersey that lay on the floor and throwing it over my head. I didn't exactly want to answer the door in my black bra and white singlet. I rushed over to open the door.
"Yeh?" I stopped. There was no one there! Seriously, the nerve of some people! It was probably some first years playing around. Too bad for them I get up at this time every morning.

I turned back around towards my room but my foot collided with something soft and cool. I looked down. There was a bouquet of freesias sitting by my toes.

I sighed.

Adrian.

Ever since that day I found out he was staying here at St Vlad's I'd been dreading the moment I would run into him. Which I have successfully (so far) avoided. I'm glad he didn't stay to say hi though. I might have busted his knee caps right there and then. He's even had the courtesy to stay out of my dreams. I don't know why. Maybe he's scared I've become some sort of a monster that kills her boyfriends. Or friends. Whatever. Or maybe he's just doing this deliberately to annoy the shit out of me. Either way, I didn't care. Well, not that much anyway.

I picked up the bouquet and put it on my desk. I went into the bathroom, soon returning with a small vase big enough to fit the flowers in.

I was surprised I even cared about the wellbeing of these flowers. It's not like I liked freesias very much anyway. Why does he send them to me?

Something caught my attention from the corner of my eye.

Something dark.

I turned my head around slowly, only to find there was nothing there. Only my mirror, and my reflection staring at me. I swore I saw something else…

Scoffing at myself I picked up my bag and headed out the door.

It took me five minutes to arrive outside onto the school grounds. Just seeing the gym from across the oval made me feel giddy. There was something seriously wrong with me. But I already knew the diagnosis and I found myself almost wanting to skip towards the gym. Now that's a frightening thought. I wonder what people would think if they saw me skipping. 'Oh my god. Rose Hathaway. That royal bitch that get up every body's arses is skipping to training'. Nah duh. You would too if you had a super hot Russian babe waiting for you.

I pushed open the door. "D-" I stopped. My smile died. The one thing I longed to see wasn't there…something else was there, and it was coming towards me.

"You must be Rose," There was a smile and an outstretched hand.

Who is this?

"I'm Peter. Your new trainer."

Something crept out of nowhere restricting my will to breathe.

Your not Dimitri…

Peter's smile died and I could see he was puzzled. He must have been even more puzzled when I had turned around and left without saying a single word.

I could feel his eyes watching me as I began to walk away.

Wait. Why exactly was I walking away again?

I didn't get very far.

I turned around and walked back towards him. He was still standing there. When he saw me do a U turn he crossed his arms, as if wanting an explanation himself. I took this time to take him in. Although he wasn't as muscular as Dimitri he still looked incredibly strong. His dark blonde hair glowed in the afternoon sun, and you could tell by his eyebrows that it was dyed.

"Where's Dimitri?" I spoke before he could. He didn't look too surprised at my behaviour.

"Guardian Belikov has another engagement at the moment." He said, and I realised he had an English accent. I waited for more but nothing came. Just before he had introduced himself to me as my new trainer but now he's making it sound as if it's only for a short period of time.

"Oh, so he's still on grounds he's just doing something else."

"No."

"What?"

"He's not at school."

"Then where is he?" I could feel my impatience resurfacing. I think he could sense it too.

"I can't really tell you where he is."

"You mean you can't tell me--as in your not allowed to--, or you can't tell me because you don't know." When he didn't say anything I stood there silently for a while.

If Dimitri didn't tell me he was going away it can't be that important. He'd probably be back by tomorrow. Maybe even tonight.

"When's he coming back?" Peter opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He just shut his mouth again.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

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