St.Vladimir's Academy discussion

((rp))

Anya walked into the class. "Another one of those boring Moroi classes. When will the torture end?" thought Anya

John Kenter walked in and saw a student."you are early"he told the girl.

"Yes, I find that is often the case when you have no where else to be" said Anya

"Haha"Joe laughed.

"I know most students won't ask their teacher this. Especially in class but can you tell me what is this class about?"asked Anya

Joe laughed again"This class will teach you more about the Slavic culture.Slavic art and architecture is very famous.The Slavs are an ethnic group found mostly in central and eastern Europe and Russia.I will explain more about this"he replied.

"Oh! Now I get it and the purpose of all this being....."asked Anya

"You do..well I am happy..I was useful"he said and sat down on the teacher's chair.

"Seriously Sir, I am asking about the purpose of this whole course" said Anya

"I don't know actually..I hated this class when I was young"he said.

"Then why are you teaching it?" asked Anya

"To quench my thirst for knowledge I guess"he replied.

Anya laughed."You did mean that as a joke. Right"

"No...it is not a joke.."he said laughing.

"You are serious?"asked Anya incredulously "Then why this particular subject. Why not something useful?"

"I am your bodyguard-protection and theory teacher if you ever noticed that..."he replied."And I love to have adventures..speaking about adventures have you seen Perenelle?"he asked.

"Must be looking for more Strigoi's to test her portions on" said Anya sarcastically. "Since you are the bodyguard protection teacher. Can you teach me that?" asked Anya

"Sure..but you are a moroi..you remind me of my younger version"he said.

"That is why I want to learn. I know I can use some of my powers for killing Strigoi" said Anya

"Yes"he said.

"Really, when can we start?" Anya asked excited

"tomorrow"he replied.

"Will...Will any other Dhampirs be there?"Anya asked

"no..i don't think so"he replied.

"Oh!" Anya was disappointed she was looking forward to spending more time with Dimitri.

"Hey!Dimitri is one of my best students..I'll ask him to help you out"Joe said.

"Really..I mean Okay" said Anya turning slightly read

"Okay..so I'll ask him tonight"he said.

"Do I still have to study Slavic Art?" asked Anya

"yeah..bummer,right?"he asked.

"Right" said Anya but she was happy she get to learn real stuff. Stuff that matters and Dimitri being there is a bonus

"Where are the others anyway?"he asked Anya.

"Don't know" said Anya "Tina should have been here hours ago."

"I'm here"Tina said.

"What took you so long?" asked Anya

"Sorry..I got caught up by my annoying bro!"she said.

"And where is he? Isn't he supposed to be taking this class" asked Anya

"Yeah..I am here"He said standing behind her.

"Welcome to Slavic Arts you two" said Anya dramatically

"yeah"Tina said with a smile."I'm excited"

Viktor stood behind her and gave a I'm-gonna-barf expression.

"The feeling is mutual" said Anya looking at Tina and Viktor giving Tina the impression she was talking to her while she really had the same feelings as Viktor

"I know what he just did"she told him and smiled at Joe"Hey,Joe!"she said smiling.Viktor did the same.

"You guys already know each other?"asked Anya confused

"What kind of a question is that..he is ma buddy"Viktor said with a laugh.

"He is our relative"Tina told Anya.

"Oh,now I get it. That is why I felt like we could be friends" said Anya looking at Joe "Same as my friends here"

"Yeah"he said smiling.Tina and Viktor looked at Joe and winked.

Stan entered the class room "Sorry I am late, sir" said Stan to John Kenter. He has opted for this Moroi class. After all he wanted to get much information about his father before he set out on his quest.

Tina looked at him and suddenly became silent.The smile vanished from her face.What he told her in the garden was so mean.

Stan saw Tina and was trying his best to ignore her. He felt a little sad at the way Tina reacted but what is done is done and it was what he wanted. He sat down on his seat with a sigh.