ALL HUMAN. What would happen to Rose if she has to deal with the guilt of killing her brother? And on top of that she has to deal with a new school, new friends, and the feelings she has for a hot, Russian exchange student. Will she forgive herself and explore those feelings or will they eat her up inside? And will her brother's murders come back for her…..again?

Disclaimer: I do not own most of the characters in this story. They are Richelle Mead's.

Chapter 1.

I looked back at him. I could see the pain in his eyes and I could do nothing about it. I screamed at them to let him go. That they could have me. They laughed in my face. Until a few hours ago, I thought this would never happen to me or someone I knew. "Matt! Please leave him alone! Matt!"

I sat up in my bed with tears running down my face. A dream only a dream. I sighed and got up out of bed to splash some water on my face.

I look at the girl in the mirror. Her eyes are bloodshot from crying, and she has bags under her eyes. She looked like she had given up on life. And in realty, she kinda had.

I gave myself one last looked before I headed back to my bed. I was surprised I hadn't woken Lissa and Christian up. Lissa normally would be the one to shake me awake from my nightmares. I laid back down on my bed to try and fall asleep since I had my first day of school today. Great.

A new school. Lissa and Christian, her boyfriend, said it would be good to start fresh at a new school. I knew they were trying to help but I didn't want a new start.

God. I never knew how much I would miss that annoying brat of a brother. But then again it was my fault he died. He was the only family that I had had left.

I thank my parents every day that they made Lissa our guardian if anything happened to them. They died a few years back in a car crash. I was 16 while Matt was 14. He took it pretty hard. I knew we grew closer during that stressful and painful time in our lives. But it still didn't mean that he wasn't annoying and irritating either.

Two years had passed since that awful day when the police showed up at our house to tell us that our parents were dead. But life is never nice. I've learned that the hard way.

I looked at my alarm clock. It was about an hour before it was supposed to go off to wake me up. I sighed and decided to get ready for the day. I knew there was no way I was going back to sleep.

I took a shower and changed into my favorite jeans and a red V-neck t-shirt. I brushed through my dark brown hair and put it into a messy pony tail. No way was I dressing up. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Yeah. I looked like hell but at least I looked as put together as I could ever be anymore. I grabbed my keys and cell phone and headed downstairs.

Lissa was up of course. She was 21 and about 5'9. She was also super skinny with blond hair that went just past her shoulders. She looked like a goddess. I looked behind her to see Christian sitting at the table with a coffee in his hand.

He looked up at me when he noticed I had entered the room. He could always tell when I did. Something about how I made the room more depressing when I entered it.

"And here's sleeping beauty! I never thought she would be up this early!" was all he said. I glared at him. It was true. I normally spent all my time sleeping. And when I wasn't sleeping, I was either eating or working out in the gym in the basement.

He smiled into his coffee cup. His dark hair fell into his face. God how I hated him. Yes, he was nice when he wanted to be but most of the time he was an ass. He's lucky I haven't kicked him out the door.

Lissa's happiness is the only thing I really care about anymore. Sadly he makes her happy so he stays…for now at least.

"Here Rose. I made you French toast, just the way you like it." Lissa said as she handed me a plate piled with one of my favorite foods and syrup. Tons and tons of syrup.

"Thanks."

I sat down across from Christian. He was still smiling into his cup. I ignored him and started on my food. Man this was good but then again anything Lissa and Christian made was like heaven in your mouth.

"You ready for school?" I heard Lissa ask me as she sat down in the chair next to me. I just kept eating. She knew how I felt about going to school. She rolled her eyes at me and got up and left the room.

I don't know how I would have been able to get through these last few months without her. She's my best friend even though she's 3 years older than me.

I finished my French toast and put my plate in the sink. I checked the clock. Five minutes until we leave.

Ugh. I can't wait for this day to be over so I can just lay in my room. I looked at my right arm. When I'm around Lissa and Christian I half forget it's there. But I never totally forget. The scar going from my shoulder down to my wrist is one of the only reminders I have of that night.

I remember the pain I felt when I got that cut. It hurt so much. I remember almost passing out from the pain. But I didn't. I had to stay strong for Matt I couldn't let them hurt him…..

I shook my head to try and clear it from the memory. You can't think about that now. I yelled to myself.

"Rose! Come on! We gotta go if we're going to make it to the school on time!" Lissa yelled from the garage. I hadn't even heard her come down the stairs. Giving my head one last shake, I quickly run upstairs to grab a sweatshirt to cover up my arm. I did NOT feel like having people stare at it all day.

But then again, everyone's going to have to see it eventually. Might as well let it be today. I quick head to the kitchen and grab my backpack and shove the sweatshirt in it. I run out the garage to the waiting car with Lissa sitting in the driver's seat.

It takes about five minutes to get to the school. Everyone there is looking at us. Or well our car. How can they not? It's not every day you see a bright pink car.

Lissa pulls into a parking spot and we hop out of the car. And the stares begin I said to myself. I could see people looking at my arm. How could they not stare? It was ugly and if someone else had had a scar this bad, I would be staring too.

Lissa grabbed my hand and smiled down at me. We headed up to the school to go get my schedule. Ugh. This is going to be a long day.