"Let's go out," Cole suggests. It is Saturday evening and we are all inside as usual. This time for a change, we are hanging out on Mia's room along with a few other Blessed. Honestly, my room is a mess, and no one is yet to help me clean it up."Where?" Penelope takes a slight break from kissing one of her new boy toys to actually say something. This can only mean that she is bored. I'm on the couch with my legs on Dean's lap. Magnus is sitting beside him with his hands on his hair twirling one
I soak in the warm water of the bathtub. My hands are lightly shaking beneath the water. My body is too and I know that it isn't because I'm cold. Chris. What in the world happened? I kissed Chris. Intense, fire, passion, lust... a perfect symphony of our lips. I can't deny it anymore. I feel something for him. It is intense. I still feel his body pressed on mine, his hands on my hair, my back, caressing me all over. His lips, those juicy full lips, and his delicious blood dancing on my tongue. I shake my head in an attempt to rid it of these thoughts. Thoughts that are deliciously dark and seductive. I grab my towel and get out. As I walk inside my bedroom all is silent. Just the sounds of snoring from a few guys fill the room with noise. I
If I said no to William, does that mean I'm with Chris now? No. No. I'm not his or anything of his. We just kissed and had a moment back at the mall, and I have tasted his blood. Twice. And we had an intense moment back there at the beach, and each time that he is close to me I don't know what to say or act. I can't even move when he is around. It's like my body calls out to his, to him. Dear god, this is complicated.My room is crowded today, as usual. All of my closest friends are here. Crysta
"This is so not me. You guys always get me in the most revealing things." I look at myself in the full bathroom mirror. The dress is black with a little stone diamond belt. There are no sleeves and the dress ends just before my knees. It was tight and sexy, and I'm going to give Chris a heart attack. It was truly beautiful, but I felt too out there. Exposed."It's not like we forced you to pick it up. You agreed to it. Besides you have a super great body now, Al. Suck it up." Dean yells from the
We are packing our things with a heavy heart. After what happened in the dance we were rushed outside and the police were called. The faculty was questioned, as well as the students. No one had seen a thing. The police suggested that it was best for the students to go home, even though, we were supposed to do that anyway.My room is silent. There is a heavy cloud of sorrow and guilt hanging on top of us. Not even Magnus's power can change our heavy heart. I can't stop thinking that all of it is
The couch doesn't warm me up as it did at three in the morning. I sit with my hands on my lap waiting for my mom to say something. After our silent breakfast, Crystal went up to my room. My mom wanted to talk. So we've been like this for a couple of minutes now. I haven't said a word and neither has she. I don't go inside her mind, or speak telepathically, that's what started this awkward silence. I glance at her, and she's looking at me blankly. It's more like she is looking through me like she is in a faraway memory."W-When
Snow's falling. I sit quietly on my bed. It's early; there is no sound outside. There's no sound inside. Why there's no sound outside? Oh, right, it's Christmas. I sit up in bed. Has my mom bought me something? I can't remember the last time I ran down the stairs to the big tree. I grab my robe and run downstairs. I feel like a little girl again when I see a couple of presents under the tree. I sit beside the tree and start to unwrap my gifts. I have new clothes, new books, - vampire drama- that's not that fantastical and unreal anymore- shoes, among other things. My mom really knows me well. My smile goes from ear to ear.
After Christmas, everything turns quiet. My mom goes around the house in her usual routine. Cleaning, washing clothes, making dinner, working on her cases. She's a hard-working woman. I help with what I can. Doing the dishes, having my room clean, helping with the laundry. I have never liked being still. I guess I do take after her. The days move slowly. I spend my time helping in the house and in my room. I curl on the bed with my new books, my MacBook, and my cellphone. I text the guys now and then. Penelope is stubbornly wanting to do a New Year's Eve party. I don't know if I'm up to it. After the last party we were, well let's just say, it wasn't the best up to a point.