Vampire Academy Page #3

against their will.

They can leave any time

that they want to.

Yeah, it's just a one-year

service limit,

and their memories are

officially compulsed upon departure.

That's completely normal.

Don't feel

too sorry for the feeders.

If you recall, the bitee does

get something out of the process.

- Oh, there's Norrine. Here.

- Hey! Look at you!

- How are you?

- Yeah, good.

Here.

Okay.

Rose! Come and keep

a decrepit man company.

Decrepit? You're just saying that so

I won't kick your ass in five-card draw.

Tell me, my darling,

while you were gone,

did Lissa get any closer

to declaring?

There's not a lot of places

to practice magic in Portland.

Oh, true, true.

On the subject of non-declarers,

I want to know why, when I brought up

Ms. Karp's name yesterday,

you all acted like

I put a porcupine in a hot tub.

Karp has always been a few corpuscles

shy of a full artery.

She didn't have a Dhampir

to look after her.

I know you have your

special bond with Lissa,

but it makes your escape

that much more alarming.

I'm on your side, Rose,

but we live in a world

where the bogeymen are real.

I know.

I'm still a little freaked-out.

I was there last night

when that Strigoi attacked,

and I just... I totally choked.

Don't be so down on yourself, Rose.

Why are you...

I know you have your

life mission to protect Lissa,

but would you now and again

look out for my Natalie?

Mm...

She's a goofball,

but I do cherish her.

Yes.

Well, she worships her father.

She would do anything for you.

I must go to her.

Hey.

Hi.

Do I have anything...

Just fat-lady feeder breath.

Here.

So, do you even know your feeders?

Norrine's recently divorced,

and she's catching up on some me-time.

She writes Twilight fan-fiction.

- Have you read any of it?

- Oh, God, no.

Rose, Princess Vasilisa.

I mean, Lissa.

You said I could call you Lissa,

but if I can't anymore,

- that's totally fine.

- Hello, Natalie.

By the soul of St. Vlad's,

so much has happened.

Nothing bigger than your escape,

of course. Why did you escape?

Did you hear Sheila Flight

and Bruce Bugsburger broke up?

Apparently, Bruce still has his

baby fangs, and it freaks Sheila out.

And you know about Tess and Jackson?

Each was afraid that they're

gonna be the ones to get dumped,

so they started this really

weird rumor. I can't really remember...

Natalie?

Do you take gossip requests?

Mia Rinaldi over there, is she new?

Well, she's been around,

but new haircut, new fangs,

and now she's hanging out

with all the royals.

Rose Hathaway,

what are you doing here?

Surely you would not deprive

a girl of her religious needs?

Just get inside.

The debate team,

and I don't really know if I...

Speaking of extracurricular

activities that I miss, is that Jesse?

The hot get hotter.

Yeah, Jesse's still the academy's

number one wet dreamboat.

He has a terrible personality.

Jesse has a personality?

I didn't know.

Don't judge a book by its content.

You know this is a church, right?

Gosh, if only there was a way

that we could set up a double

date with Ray over there.

You can't tell me that there's

no inbreeding amongst you royals.

Exhibit Ray.

Ray just doesn't know

how to express his feelings.

You know, when a boy throws

sand in a girl's face,

it really means that...

Never mind.

Yeah.

- Your friend's a tool.

- Don't change the subject.

You, me... you and me.

Yeah, but don't you

have a girlfriend?

- Probably.

- Oh, you are bad.

What's so bad about bad?

You do understand, Rose,

that even the walls of a church

can't protect a true sinner

from a good lightning bolt?

Save a seat for me

in the Dhampir section, you dork.

Mason likes you so much.

Why can't you go outwith

a nice, funny guy like him?

I know. If only I could

put Mason into Jesse's body.

God can be cruel.

Yes. That's true.

Come on. Let's go.

Following God's path is never easy.

Even St. Vladimir

had difficulty controlling

and understanding his powers.

But he was bound

to a loving Dhampir guardian

who always knew

what was in his heart and mind.

Shadow-kissed Anna.

Shadow-kissed Rose,

you're bound to Lissa,

and it's up to you to help her.

What's so funny?

Did you write that?

Down, Dhampir, you saw me in church.

Listen, Gap Kids, if I find out

that you had anything to do with that,

I will rip your...

You'll what? You're on lockdown.

You breathe the wrong way

and you're out on the pavement

doing amateur blood whore porn.

Listen up, that's enough

excitement for a Sunday night.

Everyone back to your dorms

until further notice.

Royal rec room, high noon.

I've changed my mind.

I'm feeling bad.

Good.

We Moroi may not burst

into flames like Strigoi,

but daylight still stings.

Poor thing.

Did you have jobs out in the world?

What about an iPhone?

- What's a hashtag?

- Please, stop talking.

Whoa, horsey,

what do you think you're doing?

Come on, Rose. A bite while

you're going at it is the best.

Stop it!

Oh... I know that look.

You've done it before.

I would never let a guy

degrade me like that.

Not a guy, of course. Lissa.

We've all been wondering

how she fed.

Once you've had fang,

Rose, you never go...

Daytime fraternization.

Forbidden.

I get it. Chill, chill.

Again, Jesse?

Back to your room!

What?

Lissa, what are you doing?

- Rose?

- Lissa's in trouble.

I heard... I heard a noise.

Lissa...

There's so much blood.

It's starting again, isn't it?

I tried, Rose,

I tried to bring it back,

but... it was too late.

Get over here and comfort her, jerk.

It's gonna be OK.

- What the hell is Kirova doing?

- She's giving Vasilisa a sedative,

and we are increasing

her guardian detail.

Our security system is geared

to keeping Strigoi out,

not dealing

with teenage bullying within.

Bullying? You really think

that's all this is?

- Rose...

- Sorry.

Thank you for not saying

anything to Kirova about...

it was foolish of me to assume you'd be

above such 17-year-old silliness.

Hmm. Hmm...

The sunlight, it's nice.

I miss it.

Stupid vampire timetable.

The little sacrifices we make.

And the big ones.

My 17-year-old silliness,

that was the past.

That was an hour ago.

Are you trying to tell me

you're suddenly mature and responsible?

I'm trying to tell you

that I want to be, I have to be.

Teach me something more than doing laps.

I know enough about running away.

And next time we meet,

teach me how to fight.

Pipe down.

Let's pick up where we left off.

After the tribunals in Romania... Mia!

You're usually a lot better

at passing on notes.

- Having an off-day?

- Oh, no, Mr. Meisner,

please don't read this note

out loud, I beg of you.

"I'll bet that drama queen..."

I mean, drama princess,

killed that fox herself

"to distract the school

from her real secret."

Don't go on.

Mr. Meisner, you're being used as a tool

to broadcast Mia's vile propaganda.

Are you calling me a tool?

- If she's not, I will.

- What was that, Hathaway?

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