Prologue for TVND (The vampire next door)

It all started about a week after school ended. Emma-Rose Flemming was only twelve years old. Her seventeen year old brother Aaron and her four year old sister Meg were at their grandma's house. Emma-Rose was alone with he parents. She was trying to go to sleep when it happened. She heard voices-someone asking about her- downstairs, followed by her parent's screams. She heard two bodies drop to the ground and she hid in her closet. Emma-Rose cried softly in her closet before she heard someone coming into her room. The closet door flew open. A tall, thin, pale Asian girl stood there, blood covering her mouth. "Don't be afraid. My name is Emi." she said in an angelic voice. "Are you going to kill me?" Emma-Rose asked shakily. "No. Not yet." Emi dragged Emma-Rose out of the closet. "Follow my instructions." Emi cut her arm with her sharp teeth, and it began to bleed quickly. "Drink." Emma-Rose wearily did as Emi said. She put her pale hands on Emma-Rose's face. "Now what?" she asked. "Now I'm going to kill you." with a sickening crack, Emi snapped Emma-Rose's neck before running out the window with the police sirens approaching from about a block away. That's how Emma-Rose Flemming became a vampire.
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THIS IS A QUESTION

Should I post that story on my blog???????????

Help please!!!!

Okay, I am in serious need of help with my story called the Vampire Next Door. It's about a girl who's a vampire and his guy moves in next door who she likes but then his brother moves into town who IS a vampire, and then there's a whole thing wth evil Japanese vampires called the kinshinshi... Oy. I need help.

New idea

Okay well I have this idea that I will post a bunch of little bits of stories I'm working on and you guys can decide which one I should post. Sound okay? Comment! Please!!! I need feedback. No feedback, no story.

The snow day

Well, today's a snow day, so I'll be writing a story called snow day all day. I'll finish it and post it by either tonite or tommorow. Kk bye!!! :)

I'm sorry

My story disappeared off the face of the earth, so now I can't continue the story. Sorry.

Chapter one part three

"I can't find anything!" Emily screamed. Everyone in the library shushed us. We had looked in every single row of books, other than the restricted section. Nobody could go into the restricted section except for the librarians, because the books in there were so old that they had to be handled with EXTREME care. The librarian, Ms. Maverick, came over to us. "The library closes in fifteen minutes." she said. Emily whacked her head on the table over and over again. "What is it you girls are looking for?" she asked. "Stuff on renaissance Italy." i replied. "I'm sorry, a few girls came in a few hours ago and took out every single book we have on that topic." Emily groaned, mumbling "the internet is unlimited." "I'll tell you what, though. Since i know you very well, Miss McIntyre, and i know that you've handled all of our books with care and returned every single book on time or early, i will permit you to take a trip with your friend Emily to the restricted section. I'll meet you here at nine, and you can sleep at the library tonight. I'll come get you tomorrow morning. If it's okay with your parents, i mean." Me and Emily looked at eachother. "That'd be awesome, Ms.Maverick."I said. "Make sure you bring a flashlight, though. The lights turn off automatically at midnight to conserve energy, and turn back on at eight in the morning. It's controlled by a system in the basement, though, so you won't have access to the lights." she said. me and Emily shrugged. "Okay."

chapter two, coming soon!

TBOD ch. 1 pt 2

"Don't you mean brain washing?" she asked. "No. reading helps you learn better than staring at a computer screen ever will." Emily looked at me like i had five heads. "Who are you and what have you done with Cassie McIntyre?" "One of your twidark minions offered her as a sacrifice to the holy Rob Patterson." Emily frowned. "It's Twilight and Rob Pattinson." she corrected. "Whatever. Twilight's overrated." i shrugged. "How can someone as vampire obsessed as you hate Twilight?" she asked. "Easy. Vampires don't sparkle. They shrivel up like a prune in the sunlight. And you can't turn someone into a vampire with just one bite. There's a whole process of drinking a vampire's blood, dying, and feeding on human blood." i explained. "Should i be afraid?" i punched her arm. "Shut up, Em." we laughed. When i got home, my mom was baking cookies for my sister Nicole's bake sale at school. Nicole's eight, and she has five imaginary friends, Torie, Hallie, Lexie, Jennie, and Katie. Apparently they're her "dollies" that turn into people while everyone's sleeping, and while they're dolls no one can hear them talk but her. "Hello, girls! Would you like a cookie? i baked extras!" "Yes, please, Mrs. McIntyre." Emily took a cookie from the plate of cookies that were in my mom's hands. I took a cookie too. Passing by, Nicole said "Hallie says hi." she was holding one of her dolls. "Is Hallie the purple princess?" i asked. "No, Jennie's the purple princess. Hallie's the PINK princess." Nicole scowled and ran up to her room. "Come on, Cassie. We better get to the library before it closes." Emily dragged me out the door. "Bye, kids!" my mom said. "I'm thirteen!" i yelled back, but there was only a slight chance she heard me.

TBC in part three!!!! posting very soon!

Chapter one, TBOD (the book of dreams)Part one

CASSIE'S POV
It was a chilly September evening. I was walking home from school with my best friend Emily Taylor. It was Friday, and we had been assigned a project on rennaisance Italy that was due in two weeks. We were going to my house to drop off our backpacks and then head to the library, as our history teacher was forbidding us to use computers for the research part of the project. Emily's long blonde hair flew around in the air from the wind. She had bluish green eyes and was taller than me, five foot six while I remained five foot five. My long, dark brown hair was tucked into a ponytail, hidden underneath my hood that I had put up to shield my ears from the cold autumn wind. My eyes seemed black, and always did, except in the sunlight when they shined a sparkly chocolate brown. But that was rare in our small town of Rose Creek in Canada. "What's so bad about using computers?" asked Emily. "I mean,just because Mrs.Lang is like, a hippie or something, doesn't mean she needs to take us back to the land of hippies with her." Mrs.lang was our history teacher. "She wants us to enjoy the beauty and power of the written word, and forget about modern technology. It's brain food, Em."

TBC cuz I'm on my iPod and the tiny buttons frustrate me!

Excerpting. Excerpting.

Here's a little excerpt from it. This part's from the main character Cassie's point
of view.

Ophellios was pacing, looking at Me, then Jake, then Emily. "First, there's you." he stopped at Emily. "The vampire obsessed blonde who doesn't like reading and likes to watch movies about zombies.You." he stood in front of Jake now. "The saint-like book protector who goes against his family rules to date a girl from another world." he stood in front of me now. "Then there's you. The pretty little girl vampire who refuses to drink blood and uses her aquaintances as human pillows. Not drinking blood makes you weak, does it not?" I didn't speak. "And you have the gift of the writer, don't you? You have the power to change the fate of Cenailli, yet you choose to do everything the hard way. Is that why you chose to handcuff yourself to the boy?" the men snickered, except for Ophellios and Charles, the man who had captured Jake and stabbed me with the vervain dart. "Charles, take them to their cells in the dungeon." Ophellios ordered, and Charles dragged me, Emily and Jake down to the dungeons.

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The hole's discontinuation, the book of dreams, and some other wacky cheese

First I'd like to say that the hole is being discontinued because it bores me immensly. Not sure I spelled that right. Sorry to any fans(mom.Dad.aunt Wendy.).second of all, I am writing a new story called the book of dreams.

The Book Of Dreams is about a thirteen year old girl named Cassie and her best friend Emily who find a book in their library that leads them to another world called Cenailli. It switches between the points of view of Cassie and a boy in a family who is sworn to protecting the book named Jake.

In the story,Cassie and Emily get transported into the world, which is very similar to their own, where they meet Jake, their "Protector", who finds Emily strange but likes Cassie. While Cassie and Emily are trying to find their way out of the book, there are people trying to obtain the book with the intentions of conquering Cenailli.

If you like the idea, comment and I'll post a little excerpt.

My life is an endless vortex of emotional pain.

Everywhere I look, my life is an endless vortex Of emotional pain. Geezer! Middle aged! 18 years- that's a lot if years!!!! Wahhhhhh!!! The bird is officially dead. He's dead! He died of old age! Becuz he's old.

Me, revealed!!!

About me.
Name: Kira
DOB: October 31
Kira loves raspberries and should be convicted for being too awesome. When she is not blogging, she enjoys writing, reading, listening to music, speaking french (and well, i might add), talking, watching TV, internet stalking the guy who plays Damon on The Vampire Diaries, and trying (but failing) to teach herself how to speak Bulgarian. She is easily bored, but does not need to be entertained as she uses her imagination on a daily basis. She lives in Canada, but usually wishes she lived in Georgia. The countries she'd like to visit in the distant future include Italy, England, and Bulgaria. She spends most of her time at school working hard and trying to convince her friends that there is a place called Prague.Most of the time she can be described as talkative, lazy, angsty, and obnoxious, but she is overall a pretty awesome person. She likes to reply to questions "oui" or "non" but sometimes will reply "da" or "ne". Her favourite things to say are "non merci" and "dobre, mersi, a ti?" which is "no thanks" in French and "I'm fine thank you. And you?" In Bulgarian. She despises Miley Cyrus and justin bieber. Her favorite color is red, but she also likes pink, purple, yellow, and basically anything else except brown.

Chapter THIRTEEN part UNO

okay this part isnt story i just wanted to say hoorah that my computer is working again!!! yay!!!
love,
kira
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I eased the car into reverse and backed out of the parking lot onto the busy streets of London. Suddenly, my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. It was my Grandma Jane. "Hello?" i asked. "The cellar. The secret library is in the cellar." "What secret library?" i asked, but Grandma has already hung up the phone. A car honked it's horn at me, and i heard the driver say "No, honey, just some idiot talking on a cell phone. It's illegal, you know." I growled and turned onto the deserted street that led to the outskirts of London. When we finally got to the house, there was a bird perched on a tree limb, staring at me, Alexa, and Mickey. I knew i'd find you here  the bird mocked me. It was the mysterious D. Very funny. Who's the one turning into the bird? i mocked back. D cawed.  If you wanna talk sillyiness, who's the one TALKING to a bird?  he thought to me with a snarky tone. "Shut up, bird. Now if you'd just reveal yourself to me... Maybe i'd be nice." i said aloud, and Alexa and Mickey looked at me like i was crazy, which i probably was, but that's not the point. The bird instantaneously turned into a small human boy, with dark hair and small green eyes. "Consider me revealed." He said. "Now who are you really?" i asked. He smiled. "I'm me." he said. "How old are you really?" i asked. "Somewhere around a hundred and seventy years old." he replied. "You're an old geezer" i smirked. "Not right now. Right now i'm around twelve." he said. "Whatever, D." i said. He led me inside the house...

TBC!!!!

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okay i have had chapter 12 up for a whole day now and no comments and it is killing me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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chapter 12

After visiting Uncle Drew in the hospital the next day, we headed to my Grandma Jane and Grandpa Dougald’s house. My cousins Alexa, Mickey, Stefanie, Lara, Derrick, Jasmine, Nicky, and Meagan, my Aunts Kristy, Margo, and Diana, my uncles Glen and George, and my great aunts Lisa and Naomi were going to be there for a special Christmas dinner. When we got there, there was an elderly woman with a black cane. “Kieyra, Nathen, this is your great aunt Ellie.” I shook Ellie’s hand, and she scowled at me. “Um, okay.” I said, letting her shake Nathen’s hand too. She seemed to like everyone else but me. Whenever I tried to make an effort to get along with her, she glared at me and scowled. After supper, Grandma Jane went outside to talk to Great- Aunt Ellie. I snuck around the house and hid beside the porch. “That granddaughter of yours, Kieyra, is a demon!” Ellie rasped, waving her fist in the air angrily. “Now, now, Eleanor, she’s just the same as all of my other grandchildren.” Grandma reassured. “No! Did you not pay attention to any of my stories?” Ellie asked. “Ellie, your stories were nonsense. They were bedtime stories for my children. Nobody actually believed them!” exclaimed Grandma. “The Petrova curse! The one story that always scared your oldest, Jeanette, as a child.” “She thought you were picking on her!” Grandma replied. “It wasn’t my fault. I was telling the truth. In Katherine’s own words, ‘your sister’s oldest child’s oldest daughter will be the third Petrova doppelganger, and when she reaches the age of thirteen, she will assist me in finishing the deed you refused to carry out’ And then Alexandria placed the curse on your family. The child’s name was to be Katherine though, but I guess a middle name could suffice…” “Eleanor Isabelle Pierce! You have got to stop saying that! There is no such thing as a doppelganger, we are not witches, and there are no such things as vampires! Our cousin Katherine scarred you for life, we get it, but that is no reason to fill my children’s minds with such filth!” “It is not filth, Jane. It is the truth! You can’t deny the fact that Kieyra bears much resemblance to Katherine, it is a simple fact. It can’t be changed. But with the cosmetic surgery nowadays-” “Eleanor! We are not forcing my granddaughter into plastic surgery because she looks like a relative of ours!” Good ‘ole sensible Grandma Jane. When she’s gone, her rationality will be missed. “If you would simply help me with finding the things needed to reverse the curse, we could change this.” I popped out from beside the porch. “How do you reverse the curse?” I asked Ellie. “Look what you have done, Eleanor. Kieyra, sweetie, your Great-Aunt is delusional. There is no curse, and you are not a doppelganger.” Grandma said to me. “I don’t think Ellie is delusional, I think she is telling the truth. I believe her.” “Honey, you are not a doppelganger! This is just like when you were younger, and you pretended you were Hermione, and then when you wanted to be Melinda Gordon from Ghost Whisperer. You should be old enough to know what’s real and what isn’t. You’re thirteen now Kieyra. Get your head out from the clouds and down to reality.” I shook my head. “No. This is different.” Aunt Margo came outside with Alexa. “Your mom says you can sleep over tonight, and go swimming with us in our pool.” Alexa said. Alexa is nine, one year older than Nathen, and she absolutely idolizes me. According to Aunt Margo, anyways. Mickey too. And I love spending time with them, which is perfect. “I just remembered I have nowhere to stay! May I stay with you, Margo?” Ellie asked. “Sure, aunt Ellie.” I packed my stuff into a small bag and climbed into the backseat of Aunt Margo’s car. When we got to Aunt Margo’s condo, we changed into our bathing suits and rode the elevator to the third floor where the pool is. I dipped one toe in and cried out in pain. My toe was burned, but healed as quickly as it came. “What is it, Kieyra?” “I have very sensitive skin.” I replied. “Kieyra, did you know that there’s a priest who lives on the fifth floor. He practically blesses the pool when he swims. This pool water is pretty much holy.” Ellie said, winking. Aunt Margo nodded. “Except when he wears his Speedo.” She shuddered. I ran over to Ellie. “You know.” I said. “Kieyra,” she lowered her voice, “You’re a Petrova doppelganger. I didn’t expect anything less.” “I don’t think I can swim today, Aunt Margo.” I said. “Why not?” Alexa whined. “My skin’s so dry, the chemicals burn it.” I shrugged. “Sorry.” “Maybe tomorrow.” Aunt Margo said. “Maybe.” I lied. I sat on a beach chair beside Ellie. “The curse. How do you reverse it.” I said casually. “I don’t know. It’s in the Petrova family book.” Ellie said. “Where’s that?” I asked. “I’m not sure. Our old secret library, I guess.” “Where is that?” “Jane’s old house, out in the country. I’m so old though, I don’t remember where that house is.” I sighed. I suddenly had a flashback from when I was four, driving to the old house in the outskirts of London. I remembered every turn, every road, and every sign. I couldn’t tell Ellie, for she might want to kill me instead of using the book to help me. She couldn’t be trusted, so I had to go tonight, alone.

It was around 1 o’clock in the morning. Everyone was asleep. I tiptoed across Alexa’s room and crept out the door. Just as I was about to leave, Alexa and Mickey appeared behind me. “Where are you going?” Mickey asked in his cute little 6 year old voice. “Nowhere.” I said. “She’s going to look for the Petrova book.” Ellie said. When did she get there? “How did you know that?” she pointed to herself and said “Witch.” “Great.” I said sarcastically. “I will distract Margo if she wakes. You go with Alexa and Mickey. They might be able to help you. They’re witches too, you know.” Mickey pointed to himself and said “Warlock.” “Right, right.” Ellie said. We quietly snuck outside and went to a random room on the second floor and knocked on the door. A young man answered the door. “What?” he asked angrily. “What’s your license plate number?” I asked. “Huh? ST4 7G9L.” he replied sleepily. “Now, what kind of car is it?” I asked. “Toyota Corolla.” He replied. “May I borrow your keys?” I asked. “No way! What kind of game are you kids playing?” he asked. “I’m not sure you heard me. Can I borrow your keys?” ah, the beauty of compulsion. He searched through his closet until he found his car keys and then gave them to me. “What was that?” Alexa asked after we were in the man’s car. “Nothing. He was just a very nice man who decided to give us his car keys.” I replied. “Do you know how to drive a car?” Alexa asked. I sighed. “You ask too many questions.”

NO JOKE!!! Katherine Caroline Wilkins!!!!

I just googled my character Katherine Caroline Isabella Wilkins and found that there was someone named Katherine Caroline Wilkins- on wikipedia!!! Sadly she died in 1936 :( but google kitty Wilkins and you'll find her!!!

Just to let you know what I wrote about the vampire diaries wasn't really an episode!!!! Just clarifying that for you guys! My mom thought I had spoiled the episode for her but thenbivwas like "mom that came out of my imagination duhhh!!!"

chapter 11

Caution may contain blood and guts and gore! Erm, will contain.

“Okay, I am officially lost. Who is Katherine?” Aunt Lynn asked. “She’s just somebody.” I said. “What did she do to you?” Aunt Lynn asked. “Nothing. Yet.” I said. “Explain.” Then I told her everything. About the hole, about the battle, about the camp, about Katherine and Alice and the doppelganger thing…but not D. “So, I am guessing that you don’t want to watch the vampire diaries with me tonight?” she asked. “Of course I do! What would give you that idea?” I asked. “I’m not sure, uh, hmm…KATHERINE!!!!!!!!” she said. “It’s not the seeing her that bothers me. It’s the seeing me that bothers me. Like an aging app on an iPhone. What I would look like in a few years. That’s what bothers me the most.” We watched TVD. It was a new episode, not an old one, though I thought they had said that there would be no new episodes on Christmas Eve. At the beginning, the hints made it clear that Damon had a secret, and wouldn’t tell Stefan, but he told Elena. He told Elena that it was something about Katherine, and that it wasn’t important (which it obviously was). Then some new character shows up, and she looks like Katherine and Elena but a bit younger, and her name is Mary. Elena meets Mary, Mary and Elena are surprised that they look so much like each other, and Elena gets Damon to say that he thinks Mary is Katherine’s other Doppelganger, which I called the Thirdelganger (please don’t ask). I have a theory that this Mary kid is Bipolar, or suffers from a multiple personality disorder. One minute, she’s nice and sweet, but the next is vicious and manipulative. Sound familiar? Anyways, then we went to bed. I slept in Megan’s room, while Nathen and my Mom went to my Nanny’s house to sleep. It was about three am when I heard a muffled cry coming from downstairs. I tiptoed across the room, careful not to wake Megan, and scurried downstairs. I found Uncle Drew with a butcher’s knife in his stomach. “Oh my god!” I screamed, kneeling down to help him. “Behind you!” he said weakly. “What?” “Behind you!” he pointed a shaky finger behind me. I carefully but quickly pulled out the knife and whirled around. The killer ran around me in circles at light speed. I chased the blurry figure to a mirror, where I stopped. The silhouette of a girl fell out of line from behind me and ran out the door. “Aunt Lynn! Melika! Megan! Somebody help!” I screamed. They all piled down the stairs. Melika called 911 while Megan applied pressure to Uncle Drew’s wound. “Kieyra, did you see who did it?” Aunt Lynn asked. That’s when I noticed the piece of paper taped to the knife holder:

Kieyra,
See how easy it is to get inside your life and ruin it? I can and will make your life miserable, and you know it.
                                                                               Love,
                                                                                  Katherine Pierce (Katerina Petrova)
I crumpled up the note and ripped it into tiny little pieces. “Katherine!” I growled. “Katherine did this.” I ran outside and kicked a tree across the street with such force that it now leaned over like the tower of piza. “This vampire diaries thing is becoming too real for me. Should I quit while I’m ahead?” she asked. I laughed. “Welcome to my world.”

chapter 10

The phone rang in the distance at Tegan’s house. It was already December 24th, Christmas Eve, and I was still wondering about that video. Doppelganger??? Prophecy??? The words haunted me in my sleep. At battle camp, all we did was play games. After Christmas, though, we would start cracking down on the vamp-killing stuff.

I ran and answered Tegan’s phone. “Hello?”
“Kieyra, are you ready to go?” it was my mom. “Where?” I asked. “HAMILTON AND LONDON!!! You forgot?” She screamed. “Um, kind of.” I Admitted. “Well get ready! I’ll be there in an hour!” there was a click followed by a dial tone.

I decided to leave Anna and Katie in charge- after all, they are the best ones to teach people about vampires.

The drive to Hamilton was long and boring, but after six hours we finally got there. Every time my mom would stop for a bathroom break, I didn’t have to go, for obvious reasons. Finally, after she insisted I had “it checked out by a doctor” I went into the bathroom and stood in the stall for five minutes before washing my already clean hands.
We stopped at the house where my Aunt Lynn, Uncle Drew, and Cousins Megan and Melika lived. We had just finished purchasing a very large turkey at the grocery store where I had seen someone wearing the exact same outfit as me…weird, huh?

I rang the doorbell, and Aunt Lynn’s two dogs Kaylee and Jessica barked. Aunt Lynn ran to the door. “Hello!” she said excitedly. Aunt Lynn looked at me, confused, and then shook her head. “My eyes are deceiving me. You looked older when I saw you at the grocery store.” She shrugged. “You saw me at the grocery store?” I asked. She looked at me with a weird expression. “Yes…” “Why didn’t I see you?” I asked. “You did.” She said. “No I didn’t.” I said. “Yes, you did!” She argued. “Maybe you saw the girl who was wearing the same outfit as me.” I said. “Kieyra, I talked to you!” she said. That’s when my mom butted in. “Lynn, I think you’re losing it. Kieyra was with me the whole time- we didn’t see you.” I realized this may be my chance to find out about the prophecy/doppelganger thing. It Wasn’t me she saw! “Can I talk to you In private?” I asked. Aunt Lynn nodded and followed me into the backyard. “I never talked to you.” I said. “Yeah, you did.” She argued. “It was the other girl.” I said. “But you came up to me! You said to remind you something, remember?” this was getting creepy. Why would someone I didn’t know pretend to be me? If I didn’t know them- how did they know me? “what was it I told you?” i asked. "you were supposed to go to the pie website. oh, and you had to deliver a message to someone named kitty kat." she said. "What message?" "Game on." said Aunt Lynn, then she laughed. "Strange, right?" wait-pie website. not pie. Pi. like the really long number. Like the code name for the vampire website. I typed the web address into my handy ipod touch and checked the REAL ranking.

I was tied in 1st place for every single category with Katherine Pierce.

Kitty kat- that was my nickname. Kieyra KittyKat. And Game on- that was a message for me.
"Katherine."

chapter nine

and...success! hope u like!!!!

“Kieyra, you might want to see this. A boy named Travis took real live video footage of two people from the hole talking about you at the Mississippi Lake Masquerade ball.” said Anna, running towards me. We had been here for three days now. My mom had decided to leave Anna and Katie at camp with me (Yay!!). Anna led me into Travis’ tent which had a bunch of technological stuff in it. They pressed play on Travis’ laptop. “how is project P. Doppelganger going?” asked a girl. I knew who she was; Alice Cullen. We had met after I turned and made the stupid bet. “Nothing, so far. She’s nothing like you know who.” That voice belonged to the mysterious D. I couldn’t tell who he was though- they were wearing masks. Alice sighed. “Just because she doesn’t act like her around you doesn’t mean she isn’t! You’re a bird!” D sighed. “We have to be careful.”Alice finally said. “But we’ve been careful!” D shouted angrily. “We taught her right from wrong; we taught her to be a selfless, humble person. But even now, I don’t think there’s anything we can do to mess around with fate and destiny and the natural order of the universe. So, she will never be identical to her ancestor. Big whoop! It only matters what’s inside her mind, and how it’s programmed. Face it,Alice. There’s nothing we can do to stop it.” “Stop being so negative!” snapped Alice. “One day, she is going to realize that in our world it’s kill or be killed, and I don’t want it to be too late when she does.” Said D. Alice sighed again. “She is not gonna be killed!” She yelled. “She’s actually one of the strongest people like us in the world!” Alice yelled. “You consider 300 strong?” he asked. I growled at the screen. “Ugh, she’s not really in the three hundreds, stupid! I created another list to keep her from being power hungry. I replaced the last number with a 5 instead of a 6. See for yourself.” Said Alice. What???? The website I knew was a fake. I typed in the real address on my ipod and clicked enter. Right there, in the number three spot In every category, was the name Kieyra Katherine Mary Gordon. My name. I was number three. “Like ancestor, like doppelganger.” Muttered D, looking at Alice’s iphone screen. “We don’t even know if she’s a doppelganger yet. We know there’s a prophecy- that’s about it.” Alice said. The video cut to static.

The REAL chapter eight

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 “Kieyra! Code red! Code red!” Kate yelled at the top of her lungs. Of course, none of our campers new what a code red was, so they all panicked. “Relax! Don’t panic! Code red means parents are here!” everyone stopped running. “Stay where you are, and when I call ‘code red over!’ you may resume the challenge.” Kate ran up to me. “Kieyra, your mom is here. With three teenage girls and Nathen. And that can’t be good.” I ran towards the driveway, throwing on a “Camp Gottagrin” (The name we made up) t-shirt. “Hey, mom.” I said. “Sweetie, I have a date tonight! And with the most wonderful man! His name is Dave Wilkins.” “That’s great mom, but…uh…who are they?” The first girl was older, probably in grade 11 or 12. She had long blonde hair that flowed all the way down her back, and sparkly green eyes. The two other girls were around my age, and they looked alike with the same green eyes, except one of them had long brown hair, and the other had long blonde hair like the older one. “Oh…the girls. This is Sarah-” she pointed to the older girl- “This is Annabelle-” she pointed to the one with blonde hair- “and this is Katherine.” That was the one with brown hair. “Anna and Katie are twins, thirteen like you, and Sarah’s seventeen, in grade eleven. They’re Dave’s kids. “We’re hardly children.” Annabelle said, and her sisters agreed. “Katie says that she’s a-” Katherine covered Nathen’s mouth. After Katherine released her hand, he said, “It’s okay, Kieyra says she’s one too.” I flinched. “One what, Nathen?” I asked. “A monster.” He replied, “A scary monster.” Katherine stared at me. I stared at Katherine and Annabelle and Sarah, all at once. My eyes flickered from one sibling to another, and it probably looked like my eyes were vibrating. “And why are they here?” I finally asked. “Oh, we’re leaving them here while I go out with Dave.” “But you can’t leave me here with Nathen!” “Sure you can, sweetie! There are counselors here that can take care of him, right?” “Yes, um, there are. Amanda and Leah can, can’t they?” My mom shook her head. “Are there any adult supervisors?” I paused for a while. “Sure there are. There’s Kat and Stef.” I said, not even realizing what had just come out of my stupid adolescent mouth. Thankfully, she didn’t realize that I had just implied that Kat meant Katherine P. and Stef meant a guy named Stefan from a TV show I like. “Oh, okay. Tell Kat and Stef I said hi, and thank you for taking care of Nathen.” She drove off in her car. “This is lame.” Sarah said, twirling her long hair around her finger. “Don’t be so negative, Sarah. Ignore my sister, Kieyra. I do.” Annabelle said. “Call me Anna. You can call Katherine Katherine or Katie or Kat or whatever the heck you want.” Anna said, and Katherine nodded in agreement. “Does Katherine ever talk?” I asked. “Yeah, I do. I can speak for myself, thank you very much.” Katherine said sarcastically. “Ignore Kat’s sarcasm, and we’ll all be great friends. Except for Sarah, of course.” Sarah scowled. “Yeah, sure. Ignore the sensible one.” Sarah mumbled. “So who are Kat and Stef?” Anna asked. “Honestly?” I asked. Anna nodded her head. “They don’t exist.” “You weren’t implying Katherine Pierce or Stefan Salvatore, were you?” Anna asked. “No, of course not. That’d be stupid; they’re not real. That’s only a TV show. Why are you guy’s fans?” “The Vampire Diaries is so overrated.” Sarah said, walking away. “She’s only saying that because she’s not named after a character. Our mom’s name is Isobel, like the main character’s birth mother, my name’s Anna, like that weird Pearl lady’s Daughter, and Katie’s name is Katherine, enough said. I can tell we’re gonna be great friends.” Anna smiled. Katherine faked a smile, but it was so obviously fake because it was just so awkward. “Hey, Anna, why don’t you go play with Nathen over in the sand pit?” I pointed to a large mound of sand by a play structure. “Sure thing.” Anna walked over to the sand pit with Nate. “Okay, what did Nathen mean when he said scary monster, Katie?” Katherine stayed silent. “Come on, just tell me.” I said. “He thinks my family’s vampires! I mean, how stupid is that?” “Uh, not very. He’s eight, Katie. And it didn’t seem so ridiculous; you weren’t laughing.” “Cause I was embarrassed! Who wouldn’t be after that kind of accusation?” She freaked out at me, but I stayed calm. “A vampire. Or me. Same diff.” I shrugged. “You’re implying that you’re a vampire.” She said, disbelievingly. “Yeah, so?” “Why would you say that? We barely know each other!” “You give away things too easily. We’ll have to work on that. And your dad, Dave, is he a vampire too?” She nodded. “If we have to, we’ll start giving your mom vervain.” Katie said. “Katie. Katie, Katie. You should know I’ll always be two steps ahead of you. She’s already taking it daily with ‘Recommended vitamins that everyone should be taking for vitamin c and d.’ ” I said. Katie smiled. “Okay, let’s start over. Hi. I’m Katherine Caroline Isabella Wilkins. And you are?” “I’m Kieyra Katherine Mary Gordon. Nice to meet you, Katherine.” “Nice to meet you too, Kieyra.” We shook hands elegantly and laughed. “Who are we kidding; we weren’t born in the 1800s! Sup, Kieyra, sup?” We laughed again. “Nothing, my home skillin’ biscuit! Sup, dog?” We laughed hysterically and rolled around on the ground, dirtying my Camp T-shirt and her American Eagle top. Anna walked over to us. “We better get going. Nathen really wants to go into the woods, and if he doesn’t he’ll have a fit.” Anna said. “The first thirteen years of my life, recapped.” I said. Sarah stood at the end of the driveway, talking to some guy. “Let’s ditch her.” Katherine finally said. We all skipped into the forest, Nathen in between me and Anna, me in between Nathen and Katherine, hand in hand.

Halloween. And the secret third Salvatore brother.

Okay sorry this is a little late cuz it's November but I wanted to give you an update on my Halloween. First off, I'd like to say that it was the awesomest birthday ever!!! But this isn't about me sadly. Okay here it goes.

I wanted to be Katherine for Halloween, but my dignity wouldn't let me.

Allow me to elaborate on that. First I wanted to be a vampire from the 1800s, but there was no dress worthy of that. Then I was gonna be mason. Then an old man. Finally I decided and stuck with vampire.

Then I bought this totally awesome masquerade mask and let my hair go curly and asked my family who I was.
It didn't end well.
Maybe next Halloween though. Hey did you know that the guy who plays Damon on tvd went to a Halloween party as Stefan Salvatore? No, I know you didn't. I saw pictures. Man he makes an ugly Stefan!!!!! But a very wonderful Damon! Someone said he was the third Salvatore brother, Defan. Long story short: it was genius!!!!!! Anywho... Yes, I dip into the lives of celebrities...

chapter eight

hahahahaha, i betcha thought that this was really chapter 8. No, this was just a way to get you to read this. Hahahahhahahahahaha!!!!!!!!! Itried to post chapter eight last nite but something went wrong. Also, i epicly failed to tune my guitar today. EPIC FAILURE!!!!!! for once im actually posting from the computer, not my ipod touch. Guess what i got for my bday...
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES SEASON UNO!!!!!!!!!!
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