Vampire Academy: The Complete Collection: 1/6 by Richelle Mead Page A

about him.”
    “Come on, she picks fights and talks about us behind our backs. She accused me of getting jeans from the Salvation Army yesterday.”
    “Your jeans are from the Salvation Army.”
    “Well, yeah,” I snorted, “but she has no right making fun of them when she’s wearing stuff from Target.”
    “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Target. I like Target.”
    “So do I. That’s not the point. She’s trying to pass her stuff off like it’s freaking Stella McCartney.”
    “And that’s a crime?”
    I affected a solemn face. “Absolutely. You’ve gotta take revenge.”
    “I told you, I’m not interested in revenge.” Lissa cut me a sidelong look. “And you shouldn’t be either.”
    I smiled as innocently as I could, and when we parted ways, I felt relieved again that she couldn’t read my thoughts.
    “So when’s the big catfight going to happen?”
    Mason was waiting for me outside our dorm after I’d parted ways with Lissa. He looked lazy and cute, leaning against the wall with crossed arms as he watched me.
    “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”
    He unfolded himself and walked with me into the building, handing me his coat, since I’d let Lissa go off with my dry one. “I saw you guys sparring outside the chapel. Have you no respect for the house of God?”
    I snorted. “You’ve got about as much respect for it as I do, you heathen. You didn’t even go. Besides, as you said, we were outside .”
    “And you still didn’t answer the question.”
    I just grinned and slipped on his coat.
    We stood in the common area of our dorm, a well-supervised lounge and study area where male and female students could mingle, along with Moroi guests. Being Sunday, it was pretty crowded with those cramming for last-minute assignments due tomorrow. Spying a small, empty table, I grabbed Mason’s arm and pulled him toward it.
    “Aren’t you supposed to go straight to your room?”
    I hunkered down in my seat, glancing around warily. “There are so many people here today, it’ll take them a while to notice me. God, I’m so sick of being locked away. And it’s only been a week.”
    “I’m sick of it too. We missed you last night. A bunch of us went and shot pool in the rec room. Eddie was on fire.”
    I groaned. “Don’t tell me that. I don’t want to hear about your glamorous social life.”
    “All right.” He propped his elbow up on the table and rested his chin in his hand. “Then tell me about Mia. You’re just going to turn around and punch her one day, aren’t you? I think I remember you doing that at least ten times with people that pissed you off.”
    “I’m a new, reformed Rose,” I said, doing my best impression of demure. Which wasn’t very good. He emitted a choking sort of laugh. “Besides, if I do that, I’ll have broken my probation with Kirova. Gotta walk the straight and narrow.”
    “In other words, find some way to get back at Mia that you won’t get in trouble for.”
    I felt a smile tug at the corners of my lips. “You know what I like about you, Mase? You think just like I do.”
    “Frightening concept,” he replied drily. “So tell me what you think of this: I might know something about her, but I probably shouldn’t tell you. . . .”
    I leaned forward. “Oh, you already tipped me off. You’ve got to tell me now.”
    “It’d be wrong,” he teased. “How do I know you’d use this knowledge for good instead of evil?”
    I batted my eyelashes. “Can you resist this face?”
    He took a moment to study me. “No. I can’t, actually. Okay, here you go: Mia isn’t royal.”
    I slouched back in my chair. “No kidding. I already knew that. I’ve known who’s royal since I was two.”
    “Yeah, but there’s more than just that. Her parents work for one of the Drozdov lords.” I waved my hand impatiently. A lot of Moroi worked out in the human world, but Moroi society had plenty of jobs for its own kind too. Someone had to fill them. “Cleaning