Moving Objects

Chapter 8

I gave her a weak smile and tilted my head onto her shoulder, letting it rest there for a few moments before Mom broke the silence.

"Alright. You have to go to class."

I groaned but picked up my bag and went to class.

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I looked at Lissa as she laid on her bed, flipping through a magazine.

"Excuse me?"

Lissa sighed, "I said I want to go prom dress shopping. It's two months away! I didn't think about it when we went out for your birthday!"

I grumbled and tucked my legs under me in the plush chair. I didn't want to go to prom, there was no point. I didn't have the money to buy a dress and I'll be damned if I let her pay for one. Not to mention, no date. If I showed up without one it would turn heads, but there was only one person I wanted to go with and that would turn even more heads.

"I don't know Liss."

Lissa narrowed her eyes at me before turning her eyes back to her magazine. "You know, you could always go with Eddie, and we could find you a really pretty dress!"

"I don't want to go with Eddie," I sighed. Lissa grumbled under her breath before her inner monologue slipped through the bond. No, why would you when you make eyes at Guardian Belikov.

I made a strangled noise in the back of my throat, alerting her to the fact that I had heard her thoughts.

"Oh don't deny it, Rose. You're my best friend, I noticed that you have a crush on my Guardian. It's a shame that both of you are slated for me though. You'd be cute together... hell, you two would make a hot couple," Lissa giggled while wagging her brows at me. I groaned and slumped even further into my chair. If only you knew, Liss. If only you knew.

Lissa looked at me again and narrowed her eyes at me again. If you don't say yes, I will ask Headmistress Kirova to let you go as a training exercise and I will pick one out for you. And it will be pink and puffy.

I rolled my eyes but yielded. She would do it too. "Fine! I'll go. But you aren't paying for it. I have some money saved up that I could probably buy something decent."

Lissa smiled widely and sat up on her bed, crossing her legs and toying with her long hair. It was moments like this where it was easy to forget that she was a Princess, the last of the Dragomir line. She seemed more of a regular teenager, well, as regular as you can be for a vampire.

"How long have you been crushing on him?"

"Oh no. I am not getting into this with you. No happening Princess. Change the subject."

Lissa pouted but changed the subject. Unfortunately, it was to something else I didn't want to talk about.

"Tasha is coming down in a few weeks. I know that Christian is excited to see her and I'm looking forward to seeing her too. She's so sweet," she enthused, but I was less than impressed.

Don't get me wrong, she's a great lady and she adores Christian, but she also has feelings for Dimitri. Dimitri may have turned her down but that doesn't mean that her feelings for him are going to fade. He kept me at arm's length and constantly told me no, and now we're here.

I listened to Lissa talk about Tasha's upcoming visit and prom and graduation, but I couldn't really pay attention to it all. The realization that graduation was fast approaching scared me. I was ready Novice wise, but emotionally I wasn't. I wasn't ready to be on my own, even with being Lissa's Guardian. I was used to be being back here again and I was starting to understand just how dangerous it was for Lissa and I to run off. I wasn't ready back then, but now that I am, I'm scared. Scared of failing, scared of messing up, scared of Lissa getting hurt.