51So here it is, you guys voted, and you picked a When Janine was young and met abe story.
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I can't believe I am out on my own. Finally. I felt like life at the Academy would never end. Being at St. Vladimirs wasn't all that bad. Other than getting in trouble all the time, school was pretty bearable. I mean I love training and kicking ass, and I was the top of the class, but sometimes it just wasn't enough. I want to be out here, being useful. I have a driving need to protect others. Now here I am. Two weeks after graduating, halfway across the world, going to guard someone I've never met before. Oh the irony of getting what you want. I don't mind so much thought. I didn't have anyone I was particularly close to back in the state's anyway. Still I didn't predict coming to Turkey. But hey, I don't mind seeing new parts of the world.
I step off the plane and scan the airport. They didn't say who was picking me up, so I just look for someone else looking for someone. I spot a tall man, probably about twenty three, and dressed like a guardian. I figure he's looking for me, and walk towards him. He see's me coming, and turns my way. He runs his eyes up and down my body. God, what am I a piece of meat?
"Guardian Hathaway?" He asks.
"Last time I checked." I tell him coolly. He chuckles. The bastard actually laughed at me.
"Good to know. You American's are so amusing" He turns and walks away. While his back is turned I take the opportunity to check him over. I figure, hey he checked me out, might as well return the favor. He has good muscles. He was moderately attractive, and carried himself with grace. All together he wasn't too hard on the eyes.
I followed him to the belt where I picked up my luggage, then out to a parking garage. He nodded towards the passenger side door of a SUV so I assumed that meant it was his car. I opened the back door and threw my bags in, and climbed into the passenger seat. We sat in silence as he started the car and pulled out of the parking garage.
"So," The Guardian says into the awkward silence, "My name is Steven Greene. I answer to Steve, Steven, occasionally Stevie, if you're really nice" He winks at me and continues with his list "Guardian Greene, or Hey Sexy, I don't care which" He says confidently, I can think of a few things I'd like to call him. "Now I am supposed to brief you on the girl you will be guarding. What would you like me to call you?"
"Janine" I tell him " Or Guardian Hathaway, whichever you prefer." He smiles at me and for the next thirty minutes I listen to him tell me about my new charge. Her name is Isabella Badica. She is the same age as me, and just graduated from Turkey's equivalent of St. Vladamirs academy. She was going to attend a small Moroi college not far from her family's home, so we would be living there. I looked over the folder he gave me, filled with information on her. I studied everything in the packet, while still listening to him tell me about her.
Finally about an hour later, we pull up in front of a large house. Not to flashy in this neighborhood, but definitely not small. I slowly got out of the car, sliding down to the ground. I grab my bags out of the backseat and follow Steven to the door. He walks in without knocking, which I guess isn't to strange sense he lives here too.
The first thing I saw when I got into the house was a tall slim brown haired girl launching herself at me.
"Oh My God, Oh My God. Your here!" She squeals, grabbing me into a surprisingly warm hug.
"Uhh. Hi" I stutter out. I'm not really the hugging type. I have never been close enough to anyone for them to want to hug me, well apart from the guys who were just trying to get in my pants, and that was definitely nothing like this. This girl seemed to be genuinely happy to meet me. I hug her back gently. When she finally detaches herself from me and steps back she says sheepishly "Uh, sorry. I was just excited to meet you. My name's Isabella. You can call me Bella, or Izzy. I like Izzy best, but some people don't like it." and smiles.
After being introduced to everyone and getting a tour of the house, Isabella tugs me towards what I assume is going to be my room. I reach down to grab my bags but she stops me. "No, you are probably tired from your flight, Steven can take them, can't you Stevie?" She asks him sweetly. He just grunts, which she takes as an affirmative, and begins dragging me again. I follow her down a long hallway, filled with doors. She stops in front of one. "This is my room, and yours is right next door." She informs me. I just smile at her, not sure what I was supposed to say.
She drags me down a door and stands aside. I open the door to reveal a room three times the size of my one at the academy. The bed was big enough for four people to sleep in comfortably. I thanked Isabella and she left telling me I should rest, and dinner was at seven. As she left, Steven brought all my bags in and set them down.
"welcome to your new life" He tells me, running his eyes up and down my body again. "If you need help with ….. anything, let me know. 'Kay beautiful?" He turns and leaves before I can tell him where he can shove his help. I turn and survey my new home. I lay down on the bed, I really was pretty tired. As I lay there and think back over my life, and I realize for the first time in a long time, as the tears slide down my face in a strange house, that I really miss my mother...
Two weeks have gone by, and I still feel like an intruder. When I'm not guarding, or doing something for Isabella, I am in my room, alone. I never imagined this would be the life I couldn't wait to get to. I didn't feel as if I was doing any good. I want to protect, not babysit. What was all the training for if all I do is sit around?
I was laying in my bed, reading a book, when Isabella came in. "Are you ready for school tomorrow?" She asks me excitement evident in her voice. I try to sound cheerful when I reply.
"Yeah, definitely"
"You don't look very excited" She observes.
"I'm sorry," I try to think of something to tell her, "I've just never thought I would go back to school after I graduated from St. Vladimirs" Lame I know but it sounded better than 'Well you see, I am apparently not as kick ass as I presumed and am currently extremely homesick for a place i've hated for the last twelve years.' Yup, I should stick with the first answer.
"Well this college is pretty amazing, I think you're going to love it!" she smiles at me. I doubt it, but decide not to tell her that and just smile and nod at her. "well our first class is at ten, so we have to leave here nine, it's a twenty minute drive. I already got your schedule and books, so don't worry" She give's me and encouraging smile. "it'll be great, you'll see" were her parting words. Yeah I bet. I sigh and lay back in bed. Might as well go to sleep, God knows tomorrow is going to drag on forever.
After three hours of classes, or hell whichever you prefer, we finally made it to the Dining Hall for lunch. I was a growing girl, and needed my food! We had just entered when I saw him. He was tall, with seriously amazing dark brown hair pulled back into a pony tail. He had the start of a goatee, and tan skin. Well as tan as a Moroi could get. He was wearing a long coat, and a cashmere scarf. He even had a gold hoop in one of his ears. He was hott. I realized what I was doing and mentally smacked myself. It was too late. I didn't notice I had stopped until Isabella ran right into the back of me, still chattering about our classes. "Who's that?" I ask curiously.
"That's Ibraham Mazur" she whispers "He has a bad reputation, he got into a lot of trouble when he was at the academy. I don't know him well, he graduated a few years ago, but people still talk about him. Apparently he had a knack for starting fight or something" I still couldn't drag my eyes from him. Which means I was mortified when he looked up and caught me staring at him. Of course I am Janine Hathaway, so I didn't let it show on my face. We stared at each other before he leaned over and whispered to his guardian. His eyes were just amazing. A light brown, almond shaped. The kind of eyes that can see right into a person's soul. It took me a few minutes of mind babble to realize that he's not royal, he shouldn't have a guardian. As unfair as it is, a lot of non-royals don't get a guardian, there just aren't enough Dhampir's. I was still working through this when his guardian looked up and eyed me suspiciously. Ibraham just snapped something at him and he began to walk towards us. I instinctively pulled Isabella behind me.
"Mr. Mazur would like you to join him for lunch" He spoke to us formally. I looked at Isabella, but she just shrugged and nodded. As we made our way towards the beautiful black haired boy, I had a sneaking suspicion my life was never going to be the same.
APOV
I was in the dining hall of all places when I saw her. She was staring at me, and I glanced up and caught her. She was striking. I couldn't take my eyes from her for a few minutes. The only thought in my head was 'Who in the world is that goddess'. I leaned over to ask Jordan, my guardian, and he didn't know either. Well that just won't do. I had to know her. There was something about the way her eyes caught mine that pulled me in.
"Go ask them if they would like to have lunch with me" I tell him, without taking my eyes off her. As if I could look away from such beauty, she might disappear. He says something along the lines of being a Guardian and not a slave, but I just tell him to go before I get angry. Normally I am not so rude, but I just had to know her. As he walks towards her, the goddess pulls her charge behind her. So she is a devoted guardian, good. I wonder if she is looking for a change of scenery, I could use another guardian. When Jordan finally reaches her, I watch closely for her reaction. She looks to the other girl who nods. Good, they'll come. She makes eye contact with me again, and I smile. She nods, and as she begins to walk over I can feel it. Nothing will ever be the same.
Ohh yeahh! young love. Who knew janine hathaway had a heart.
So i was thinking about making this maybe a two shot or a short story, what do you think.
i'm just not feeling the ending. Idk. It's up to you guys. :)