Made by: ICEhanica (this is how the main character looks like =D)
Sorry 4 The Bad Grammar And Hope You Like It:
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I was so desperate. I still liked him. But I was not sure does he like me. He was sitting behind me and it would look stupid if I turn around to him. Then someone send me a massage.
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To: Princess Alex
From: Laura-cute girl
<33 Cute boy looking at u <33
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I just blush a little and put my phone back in my pocket. So he wasn't angry me…or was he? I wasn't sure now! I looked at the teacher bored. Math was even for a vampires boring. And then the bell rang. I was so happy I could leave the room in that he was. He wanted to say something to me, but I just run away. In that time Luna and Laura talked to David about me and Mitchell.
„David, come here! “ Laura yelled at him.
„How can I help you? “ He smiled.
„Well….you must find out does Mitchell loves Alex. “ Luna explained.
„Why? “ He asked confused.
„Alex is in love with Mitchell, but it's a secret. “ Luna whispered in his ear.
„As you wish…“ He leaved.
„Little weird, but cute.“ Laura smiled.
„Sorry sister…he will be mine“ Luna said confident
„As you wish…hahaha...you like him?“ Laura asked.
„I do <33 “She smiled. And then they both leave the room.
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Yeah This Part Was Smalllllllll....But The Next Will Be Long And Interesting...I Hope...As Always I Need 25 Comments...4 The Next Part...
Part 13: link
Made by: trizytrix
Lesson One: Bats Drink Blood. You Do Not.
I found this poem on the back of my Vampire Vineyards Pinot Noir bottle.
But first on this earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
But first on this earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
