She turned and gasped. He was just behind her, so close that arms could touch his clothes without much effort as she turned. At that distance, she should have sensed another human being standing there, should have felt his body warmth or heard him. But Damon, of course, was inhumanly. She retreated back a couple of steps before she could stop herself. Every instinct that was quiet while she shouted into the wind just a few seconds back was now begging her to run. She unclenched her fists and asked the first thing that was practically jumping savagely in her head "Where's Stefan?" He was dressed as she had first seen him, in black. Soft black boots, black jeans, black sweater, and leather jacket. She had totally forgotten how intently he was obsessed with “black”. And he looked like Stefan. He had the same dark hair, the same pale skin and the same disturbing good looks.
Well we have been living in this place since 2 days but I still can’t sleep. Every now and then either Christain with his gun pops up or He comes up. I hope you know who “He” is. My stomach did hurt a little till yesterday but not this much. Maybe He hit at something or someone hit him. Or maybe it’s Christain! Jeez! After that encounter with Christain I am really scared. Just when Christain was going to pull the trigger a media person started clicking pictures of him from the door. He looked so scared that he instantly ran away. Jane and I then went to Jane’s house where there was already police as maybe the nurse would have recognised Jane or maybe it was paparazzi. Whatever it was I got to look at Justin again…he was all hunched up at the porch, his face in his palms as if he was crying. It broke my heart to see him this way. But then we had to run. We came to this house which was just next to the street Jane lived where my family used to live but it hasn’t been sold yet. The maid comes here every month to clean up but this month I knew she came back a couple of days before, as it was all clean.
So here too I read the book, as a matter of fact it kind of appeals me to the point that I can read this the whole night without getting bored, so that I can keep my mind away from important things like about Justin, Christain, lack of money and place to live. It’s like I am nowhere and we can’t even move anywhere as mine and Jane’s photographs are all over news channels and news papers.
Right now I am so scared, not for me but for Justin, the pain in the stomach is getting worse…I feel sick all the time so I am sitting in the bathroom since hours. But is the same thing happening to him too. And what if Christain is trying to hurt Justin again because of me? But then I’ll feel it won’t I? I can’t let anything happen to Justin, so I switch on TV as half of the time he is on news channels.
“Now we have got the latest news, Justin Bieber, the teenage pop sensation is in search for the same girl he had carried to the hospital who ran off with her friend Jane, or was it kidnapping, or was somebody trying to scare them. The girl’s name is Summer Foster. The picture on the top-right is of her and on the top-left is of Jane, her friend.
The same day as they ran away, Summer’s doctor Mr. Kreisler White was found murdered in his office. No prints or hair or gun has been found in the office not even footprints except for Summer and Jane, which could not have done this as they came in and went out the weapon detector which did not beep at all until they have hid it somewhere in the hospital. Witnesses confirm that they saw the 2 girls go in and out but no gun shot was heard until later when the whole hospital along with cops gathered.
This is all for now. With more information will come more news, for sure.”
I along with Jane stood there; quiet for like 2 minutes, processing all that was heard.
“Summer, this Christain is mad, he killed the doctor after we already saw him with him, and why would he anyways KILL the doctor? Is it some kind of a stupid joke? And what the hell was the s*** about Justin finding us, is he mad too?” Jane took her phone out and checked Justin’s twitter account and showed me his tweet.
justinbieber: Hey, Beliebers I just wanna tell you all to look out for Summer @iLouisBarbie and Jane please. Get their pics from the link in my bio. RT this please and reply if you know anything that can help. Love you all!”
Tweeted 6 minutes ago via Twitter Blackberry.
Now that’s what I call shocks on shocks. So many things all together are disturbing or should I say very disturbing? I mean I love Justin and all but he shouldn’t have had the whole world know about me…I mean now I won’t be a normal girl anymore and that’s what vampires are suppose to act. Once they find me and post me on everywhere, trend me, click my pictures…all the vampires would know then. And then what I’ll be killed as I have violated the 1st rule: Stay Low. But then at least Justin and Jane will be safe, though Jane knows that I am vampire but they don’t know that she knows, do they? And if I am dead then at last Justin will be safe from me, forever…
From the corner of my eye I saw something move, the moment I twisted my neck towards there someone hit me hard on the head. My head burst with pain and in no time that person caught Jane in one hand and made me drink something with his other hand.
Foggy clouds were making my vision unclear. The clouds thickened and thickened and then blank. I can’t see anything.
Tiny beautiful crystals appeared. Bowls of sweetened crimson raspberries dipped in maple syrup in beautiful pink glassware with flowers smoothly carved on them were surrounding me. A woman emerged from the bushes of lilies and hollyhock and tulips. Their essence assaulted my nostrils. The woman wore a silk robe with golden strings embroidered into its thin gingerly lining. The dress was bordered with foxglove flowers. Her face was glowing as if she was igniting within. Her hair was long blonde silky and skin similarly pale as Damon. Her hair had white freckles at the tip.
“Do you know who we are, daughter? Me? Damon? You?” she said rather comfortably.
“Vampires?” I said.
“Yes, child and you’re supposed to go to academy from now on.”
I gasped. “Why? Because what happened with Justin or for loving a human?”
“No. It’s because you’re now capable enough to go to ‘Vampire Academy’ now. And anyways there are many more vampires who are in live with humans…so don’t worry; you won’t be punished for loving.”
This is a dream! Yeah! This woman is surely joking, more vampires to love humans? Never heard of…
“Child, do you think a woman of 803 year old can make such a bad joke? I don’t think so.”
Oh my god! How did she know what I was thinking? This is crazy.
I felt dizzy. What is that suppose to mean?
And then she disappeared. Vanished like smoke.
A man appeared. He wore a white silk crisp shirt along with midnight black jeans. His face was pale too, caking it with beautiful curly shreds of hair with tiny violet freckles at the end. What is it with the colourful freckles?
“Hey! I am matt, your instructor! You’re my first assignment! This is going to be so much fun! So, I’ll tell you my schedules. I’ll come into your dreams to help you as well as teach the fundamentals of being a vampire.hey! And you need to sleep at least 8 hours a day! This is going to sound crazy but you’ll get used to it! Damon will tell you ‘bout it. You will make loads of friends at the Vampire Academy, I hope.”
“You guys are mad; don’t you guys have a better job to do? No, I don’t want to know! Thanks a hell lot!”
“Hey! Chill, okay? I am your mentor even though I am young. “
I cussed under my breath.
He disappeared like fog in air.
This is too much! Is everybody mad? Or is just the liquid that is making me dream such stuff.