Letters to Rose- A Vampire Academy Fan Fiction [UNDER MAJOR EDITING] BOOK ONE

Chapter Eighteen: Drama

Quote of the Chapter

"When two people really care each other, they always find a way to make it work. 

No matter how hard it is."

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Song of the Chapter

Heaven only knows where you've been /But I don't really need to know/I know where you're gonna go/On my heart, where you're resting your head/And you just look so beautiful/It's like you were an angel/Can I stop the flow of time?/Can I swim in your divine?/'Cause I don't think I'd ever leave this place/Oh, turn the lights turn the lights down low/Yeah, now I'm feeling you breathing slow/'Cause, baby, we're just reckless kids/Trying to find an island in the flood/Oh, turn the lights, turn the lights down low, 

Lights Down Low by MAX

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Cast of the Chapter

Unavailable

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EDITED

Rose's Point of View

I took some medicine and sat at the dining table ever since Olena left. My tears were long gone and unanswered questions occupied my mind. I looked at the clock and realized that school had just finished. I wanted to class Lissa badly and vent out my frustration. She would know what I should do.

I sighed and picked up my phone calling Lissa. But she couldn't pick up her phone,so I sent her a voicemail. 

"Hey Lissa, call me back whenever you have time. Something just happened and I-I really need your help. If you can come over, that would be great," I recorded my voicemail and hit 'send'. Feeling drowsy, I made my way back to bed and heard the echoes of Olena's words in my head. It felt like a slap to my face. Numbness.

Oh gosh..........

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Lissa called back and told me she was coming over. Ten minutes after her phone call, she arrived looking frustrated as well. Well, looks like we're both having a bad day.

She dropped her bag and folders all on the floor with a tired sigh. Then she threw herself on my bed, her platinum blonde hair covering her face. I looked at her and asked, "What the heck happened to you?"

She sat up looking angry. "Can you believe it?! Our beloved principle decided to put Christian Ozera in my 'Meet&Greet' group! I'm the president and I didn't even have a say in that. Of all the people, it had to be him. And we're supposed to organize a one-week camp for the freshmen. I can't even talk to him without getting frustrated," she said, running her fingers through her hair. Christian Ozera was the black-haired, blue-eyed brother of Natasha Ozera. Fate was throwing all of my friends and I into the bad boys of our school. One by one.