SUMMER SCHOOL SUMMER SCHOOL SUMMER SCHOOL. I was never this excited for regular school, but hey, I get to read! My favorite series! All over again! YAY!
This week's homework assignment . . . book two, Frostbite!
Missed last week's assignment? See what I thought of Vampire Academy right here.
April 10, 2008
Young Adult | Paranormal
Vampire Academy #2
I know their relationship isn't the most popular one. In fact, it's really frowned upon since Dimitri is in fact her teacher. I was texting Steph last night about and she said that he should have removed himself from [the] situation and at first I was like, okay, yeah. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized why he DIDN'T.
See, in the first book Rose was going to be kicked out of the academy unless someone was willing to work with her and train her. Which Dimitri suggested and the Principal was all, "Are you going to do it, Guardian Belikov?" and then he was quiet and Smug Faced Principal said, "That's what I thought," and Dimitri was like "HELL YEAH I WILL because Rose has potential." If he removed himself from the situation, she would be kicked out of the academy and THEN what would happen? HMMM, MISS STEPH? (All I want to do right now is stick my tongue out at you and now I'm thinking I am going to make an awesome paralegal.)
I however am a fan of the Forbidden Relationship. So it doesn't bother me as much as it does Steph.
BUT TASHA ANNOYS ME SO MUCH. omg. I am not a fan of Miss Tasha Ozera, who thinks she can steal Dimitri from Rose. *glare eyes* Rose and Dimitri are made for each other. They get each other. <3
I could see his labored breathing and knew his heart was beating as quickly as mine. And he wasn't pulling away. I knew this was wrong--knew all the logical reasons for us staying apart. But right then, I didn't care. I didn't want to control myself. I didn't want to be good.
Before he realized what was happening, I kissed him. Our lips met, and when I felt him kiss me back, I knew I was right. He pressed himself closer, trapping me between him and the wall. He kept holding my hand, but the other one snaked behind my head, sliding into my hair. The kiss was filled with so much intensity; it held anger, passion, release . . . .
He was the one who broke it. He jerked away from me and took several steps back, looking shaken.
"Do not do that again," he said stiffly.
"Don't kiss me back then," I retorted.- p. 112
Sigh. Oh how I love those two. <3
And next week! Shadow Kiss! Where things get EXCITING.