December 30th

Almost New Year..

Wow....

Time goes by so fast...

I need to update this blog ASAP!!


it's almost midnight, and i'm falling asleep, so i'll update later.


take care all!!

I do promise to write before this year is over!!


till next time (or tomorrow, but SOON)

love
D.C.

December already...

I can't believe it...
It's december...
I only posted about 5 times last month.. shame on me. hahah

Actually, I was in final projects and all...so that's my excuse, defense.

Yesterday, sunday, was pretty cool. My mom had some friends over and they had a cookie baking marathon. They made zillion of cookies. It was very impressive. :)

I have to say, eventhough the air was very sweet and i felt like i was getting a sugar high, i enjoyed it. It's aways fun to have people visit your home.
Later that night we went out to see the christmas parade. It was cool.
Policemen dressed as Santa were riding their motocycles. It was noisy, but entertaining. :D

Usually, I'm very much into the christmas spirit, but this year has been kind of hard getting into it.
I hope as time goes by, it gets better. I hope that as the days roll by and the Posadas and christmas shopping for family and friends apporches that I will be more in a Christmas Spirit than I am now..

I feel very much like The Grinch...
Or even Ebenizer Scrooge...

Happy Holiday People
I'll keep you all posted later. Till next time.

Take care.

love
D.C.

Just ask...and I'll love you

IF YOU ASKED ME TO

Used to be that I believed in something
Used to be that I believed in love
It's been a long time since I've had that feeling
I could love someone
I could trust someone
I said I'd never let nobody near my heart again darlin'
I said I'd never let nobody in

But if you asked me to
I just might change my mind
And let you in my life forever
If you asked me to
I just might give my heart
And stay here in your arms forever
If you asked me to
If you asked me to

Somehow ever since I've been around you
Can't go back to being on my own
Can't help feeling darling since I've found you
That I've found my home
That I'm finally home
I said I'd never let nobody get too close to me darling
I said I needed, needed to be free

(But if you asked me to)

Asked me to, I will give my world to you baby
I need you now
Ask me to and I'll do anything for you baby, for you baby

If you asked me to
I'd let you in my life forever
If you asked me to

Till next time.

love

D.C.

Incredible Weekend...

I love my friends.
I love them soooo much!!

This weekend was amazing!! Just awesome!!!

I'll definitely have to write about it tomorrow!!!

Till TOMORROW!!!

love
D.C.

Searching Blind.

I hate this.
I hate having a dream so close again that I could touch it.
and then having it torn from me...


I hate this.

I hate dreaming.

I hate being a dreamer.

I hate those who promise things and then back out.

I hate it.

I hate hurting so much over something that in a few years will be insignificant.

I hate. loosing it all.

Friday 13th..

It's been awhile since I last wrote...
I would love to write a lot today. To write more..
But i'm not in the mood.
I'm not in the best spirits to do so.

so i'll talk later.

till next time.

love.
D.C.

Happy Halloween!!

Happy Halloween everyone!!!

I have my Halloween Party with friends friday night! It was awsome!!
I'll have to write about it later. :D


November is staring.. wow

My favorite time of the year!
Christmas is almost here!!!



till next time.

Love
D.C.

Always to Blame...

I'm always the one to blame when things go wrong.
I'm always the one at fault at home when things go bad
I'm the one that screws up.
I'm the one that destroys things... and I don't mean to.
I'm so hurt.
Confused.
I don't know what to do or say.
You tell me later that it's not my fault, but in the heat of the moment
it's always say it's my fault...

Sometimes I'm a child other times I'm an adult.
But I'm terrified even though you ask me to be strong.
It's my fault for not knowing how to fix this.
It's my fault, I don't know why or how... but if you blame me.
If you say it's my fault, then I'll accept it...
Because as parents you've never lied to me.

Just.. don't make me choose where I want my life to be.
Don't make me choose, because I love you both.


This next excerpt is for you...just for you... even though I know you'll never see it or read it...

When we love,we lie
When we talk,we hide
Maybe I'm searching blind
I'm worn out,
Confused
What are we to you?
What are we doing?
What are we doing?

What about us?
What about love?
What about saying
That we'll never give up?
Don't wanna blame ya
But we're in danger


Till next time.

Love.
D.C.

Exchange Program

 

I might go on an exchange program and I am very excited, but I’m also very nervous of what may happen. If i don’t get accepted, then I’ll definitely be heartbroken.

I really want this. I really want to go. I want to get of here!!!

I’ve gotten at least half of the paperwork done with and over.

Now, it’s that hardest part… the waiting.

Golly… the waiting…

Horror…

tick, tock, tick, tock…

Time…

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

till next time!

Love.

D.C.

If You Ask Me To...

Why can't I stop loving you??
This is for you...this song is for you. Because you make my heartbeat every time I see you and you make my heart break every time you run to someone else arms.




Used to be that I believed in something
Used to be that I believed in love
It's been a long time since I've had that feeling
I could love someone
I could trust someone
I said I'd never let nobody near my heart again darlin'
I said I'd never let nobody in

But if you asked me to
I just might change my mind
And let you in my life forever
If you asked me to
I just might give my heart
And stay here in your arms forever
If you asked me to
If you asked me to

Somehow ever since I've been around you
Can't go back to being on my own
Can't help feeling darling since I've found you
That I've found my home
That I'm finally home
I said I'd never let nobody get too close to me darling
I said I needed, needed to be free

(But if you asked me to...)

Asked me to, I will give my world to you baby
I need you now
Ask me to and I'll do anything for you baby, for you baby

If you asked me to
I'd let you in my life forever
If you asked me to...


Till next time.
Love
D.C.

Rock'n Roll Me!!!

haha
ok, maybe not Rock'n Roll.. but this weekend, I've been feeling very "Metalic"...

Just listen to this song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGnAzkh9kn0


Path- by Apocalitipica.


Amazing sound!!!

I kind of love the "remix" version of that song..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0_aZXI-3uY&feature=related

Path- Apocalyptica and Sandra Nasic.


Anyway :P

Till next time

love
D.C.

Phrase of the day..

Through the good times. Through the bad times. When a Man Loves a Woman: it's for all times.

...
Wow... It's amazing how a simple phrase like that can hold so much meaning. It's amazing how this phrase is, or rather, should be true.

"Through the good times. Through the bad times. When One Person Loves Another Person: It's for all Times."


I've seen this phrase at work with one couple. One of my friends. They love eachother through all good and all bad. It's amazing to see it. To see the love they have in each others eyes.
It's the kind of love people wait a lifetime to see or feel.
It's the kind of love people would kill for.

It's true love.

Love me without Fear
Trust me without Questioning
Need me without Demanding
Want me without Restrictions
Accept me without Change
Desire me without Inhibitions
Because with this kind of love
It will Never Fly Away...


Till next time.

Love
D.C.

Thought of the day....

John Barrowman is hot.
H-O-T!

Too bad he is gay... haha.. But I love his songs. Especially "What About Us".

The lyrics are amazing...

"We know what we need....Separately"

"We fight till we cry"

"When we Love, We Lie
When we Talk, We Hide"...

"I'm worn out
Confused.
What are we to do?
What are we doing?"


Wow.. Now, I'm the kind of girl that really enjoys and love small phrases like those. I mean.. you can get so much out of them. These phrases can tell so much. They are powerful.
A family member once told them that there was no other way to make statements than "Strong deep ones". There is no other way to go than deep.
People remember catchy and deep phrases.

My thoughts for today?
Live Now, Love Now, Laugh Now. Give it your all everyday.

What about you? What about your love? Have you discussed that today?


Till next time.

Love
D.C.

My heart in Unchained Melody

Ok.. I'll admit it. I am a hopeless romantic. But unchain melody just breaks my heart.
I love red roses. I love secrets love notes.
But certain love songs just break my heart and make me cry. haha
Unchained Melody does this...I could just ball my eyes out. It's not just the lyrics (I'll be coming home wait for me, love me).. but the rhythm as well.

I love being the best friend that people can tell their love life too. Sometimes people say that I seem to know just what to say for a broken heart...
Perhaps, because I'm in the friendship side. Which is fun sometimes! I mean, no commitment! Just hang out without doubting "Does he like me?" Do I look nice? Did i say the right thing? Was that a turn on or a turn off? etc...

I think different parts of my life can be told or related to in songs...melodies. Melodies, piano songs without any lyrics can say so much more than what the heart can understand.


Whoa! My love, my darling,
I hunger for your touch,
Alone. Lonely time.
And time goes by, so slowly,
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love.
I need your love.
God speed your love to me.

Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea,
To the open arms of the sea.
Lonely rivers sigh, wait for me, wait for me,
I'll be coming home, wait for me.


Am I thinking of someone special on this Friday night? Yes.. perhaps.. I'm sitting in the dark with a flashlight. It's raining outside. It's 9:30pm Friday night. My parents are in bed sleeping and snoring. And I am here in the dark writing on my blog. Writing my thoughts. Listening to sappy love songs. Wishing instead that I was out dancing the night away. Listening to music so loud that I can't even hear my thoughts. Making a fool of myself on the dance floor.

But I'm here...in bed, being told to go to sleep at 9:40pm on a Friday night after a stressful week. I'm listening to Unchained Melody imagining that someone is dedicating it to me.
Imagining that any moment now a friend or someone might pick up the phone and call my celphone and say "I just wanted to hear your voice. Let's talk about everything and nothing at all."


Till next time.

Love
D.C.

oohh What's Love got to do with it?

OOOOHHHHH....
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love, but a second-hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

haha.. I soo have this song stuck in my head!!! :D

Thinking of my friends and singing "Ain't to Mountain High Enough"... That song is dedicated to them..

I'd write something more interesting, but I'm haveing my Tina Tuner moment and I'm going to make a fool of myself singing to myself in the Libary "What's Love got to do with it?"


LLLLAAAAAAAAAAA

It may seem to you
That I'm acting confused
When you're close to me
If I tend to look dazed
I read it some place
I've got cause to be
There's a name for it
There's a phrase fits
But whatever the reason
You do it for me

I've been taking on a new direction
And I have to say
I've been thinking 'bout my own protection
It scares me to feel this way

What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love, but a sweet old fashioned notion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken


But What the Hell Does Love Have to Do with it????

mua!!
Till next time!

Love
D.C.

Czech Republic/Brno... Hour for Friend

RULES for girls..

ok..
Every girl has rules that she sets up with her best gal friends.
These rules dictate if you're in good fortune with the group of friend or not.
If you break one of the rules...Pray for your life.

Here are some examples of rules that I have heard and, follow myself,

They are not in any specific order

*) Never date your best friend's ex boyfriend. Don't even dream of it. (besides.. isn't it a bit gross that His lips were on your best friends lips at one time? yew...)

*) Don't dress like twins. One if always thinking of WHO looks better.

*) Always listen with your heart open to what your friend has to say. Support above all. Keep the "sisterhood" strong.

*) NEVER let a guy come between the sisterhood. It's never worth it and you'll regret it forever.

*) Sharing dresses and jewelry is fun! Share! Enjoy time together always!

*) Always be honest, even if it hurts.

*) Know how to keep secrets within the group. Trust and respect.

*) Email. Snail mail. Chat. Telephone, etc. Choose something and always keep in touch.

*) PJ's Parties are the best time to talk about guys! But beware if you're talking about the SAME guy.

*) Only gal friends understand how deep a tear shed from a broken heart can be.


I can't think of anymore rules.. haha but if I do, I'll add them! See ya all around later!

love
D.C.

Self sufficient. Independent.

 

I grew up as an only child. I grew up around a lot of adults. I grew up believing that I should grow up fast and be an adult because people needed my help. People needed me to be strong and brave and always be available.

So I grew up believing that I should be self-sufficient. Independent. To no need anyone. To work alone and always efficiently. I’ve believed that I should never need anyone, that any problems i have I should keep to myself. That I should never cry in front of someone. That I should never get angry, because I’m always wrong. That i should keep everything bottled up and never express it.

I should always be “happy, cheerful and smile”. Sometimes this is so fake, that I don’t even realize it anymore. Very few of my friends know when I’m being true and when I’m forcing it.

I was meant to help other people. I have to always be available for them. My phone is always on. My cel phone always has to be in range. I have to let people know where I am at all times, because I’m terrified that if they try and call me and they aren’t able to get in touch, that it will be my fault.

I try doing the same things everyday, so I’m predictable and people know where to find me. I am here and I always will be.

I don’t care if you call me at midnight for help. I am happy to help and be there for people. I love helping. I love that I am “needed” in that way.

Just don’t except me to turn to you when I’m in trouble because I don’t think I will. I have been taught to be self-dependent. I have been taught to need no one. I have been taught to not cry. I have been taught that life is unfair but you must deal with it. I have been taught to be smart on my own, to do my best and never ask for help. I have been taught to be invincible.

All I ask, is that if you are going to want for me to be your confidant, your trustworthy person, your friend… just spell it out for me. Tell me, so I know in some small way, that you care. Just give me that… give me a small gesture that you care for me too, that you aren’t just using me.

Till next time.

Love

D.C.

Again?

I spoke with you today...
I spoke with you..my somebody that always listens to my problems, that is always there for me...
I appreciate you listening to me and being willing to try and help. But this is something I think, I need to try and do on my own. I just need you right now to understand that it is going to take some time and some patience on your part.

I fell in love again.
Well, perhaps not love. I mean, what is the big meaning behind that? It's too profound to simply be tossed around like that. Let's just say, my heart sank, my heart went out to a guy I met in the library. I was alone waling down the aisles, looking for a book when he stood next to me (also looking for a book). He looked at me and I looked at him. I offered him a small, polite smile, and he smiles back. We shared small talk in whispers. We spoke about books and other unimportant themes.
He smiled and we sat down on the floor flipping though books keeping up the chat.
It seemed unbelievable that a cute guy like that would talk to me, smile at me, stand by me or sit by me.
Suddenly another guy stood next to us and kissed my library-crush.
I should have know that such a cute guy who would actually smile at me and compliment me on how nice i looked, would turn out to be gay.
I have nothing against it... except that I keep falling for guys like that.
It almost seems unfair...If I'm going to keep falling for guys like that, won't at least one pretend to love me? Won't at least one care enough to love me back and decide to share a lifelong friendship? Aren't the "best" marriages best on friends?

I spoke to you today about this and you laughed and said that I shouldn't be silly. That i should stop torturing myself and simply understand that in this lifetime I will always be the friend and never the lover or wife.
That i was to always be the bridesmaid, the best friend, and never the bride.

But I'll prove you wrong. I'll prove that I am capable of having someone love me. Just because I'm always turned aside and cast as the best friend, doesn't mean I'll stop loving. I'll love everyone even though it hurts. I'll continue to fall in love though heartaches and your mocking.
I'll always be the loving friend if that is necessary. I won't turn my heart cold for you.
So yes...I was hurt to see my library-crush walk away with his boyfriend. But I'd like to think that that is me...except, I'm always walking away with my best friend by my side...
I'll always love you, no matter your interests.
I'll always be here for you.
I'll always love you, and I'll always love being by your side as a friend.


Or am I simply torturing myself and being cruel by staying at your side, still in love with everything you are?


love
D.C.

Cupid is gay...

Bed! Bed! I couldn't go to bed!
My head's too light to try to set it down! Sleep! Sleep!
I couldn't sleep tonight.
Not for all the jewels in the crown!
I could have danced all night!
I could have danced all night!
And still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
And done a thousand things I've never done before.
I'll never know What made it so exciting;
Why all at once My heart took flight.
I only know when he
Began to dance with me I could have danced,
danced, danced all night!

indeed, indeed
wouldn't you all enjoy a laugh?
wouldn't you all care to know about my second half?
he was cute and kind
he blew my senses away, i was out of my mind
i thought everything was perfect
i thought the law of attraction would take effect
and stupid cupid got in the way
shot my crush right through the heart
and shot my best friend Derek too
So once again,
cupid, cupid, you little piece of ...
shot my crush and turned him gay
can't you see my best years are wasting away?


hahaa... this one is for YOU!!!!

love
D.C.

No more “Andrew Chronicles” on blog…

Hello!!

I’m afraid I won’t be posting anymore of “The Andrew Chronicles” on the blog anymore. However, those of you who know my writing-updates, can still get updates on the story by sending me an email and subscribing to my “fanmail”  writerupdates_dc@yahoo.com.

This was “fan base mail” that a couple of my friends started up 2 1/2 years ago. Every two months i send out a letter with an update on ALL my novels, short stories, poems, etc… and answer any questions about my writings to that email. So if you want to subscribe just send me an email with the SUBJECT: SUBSCRIBE.

I try and answer the emails as frequent as possible, don’t get discouraged if it takes me a while to answer. I get busy with school and work.

anyway! take care!!

love

D.C.

Pause from Story... A TEENAGER IS...

A Teenager is...

A person who can't remember to walk the dog but never forgets a phone number.

A weight watcher who goes on a diet by giving up candy bars before breakfast.

A youngster who receives his/her allowance on Monday, spends it on Tuesday, and borrows from his/her best friend on Wednesday.

Someone who can hear a song by Madonna played three blocks away but not his mother calling from the next room.

A whiz who can operate the latest computer without a lesson but can't make a bed.

A student who will spend 12 minutes studying for her history exam and 12 hours for her driver's license.

A youngster who is well informed about anything he doesn't have to study.

An enthusiast who has the energy to ride a bike for miles, but is usually too tired to dry the dishes.

A connoisseur of two kinds of fine music: Loud and Very Loud.

A young woman who loves the cat and tolerates her brother.

A person who is always late for dinner but always on time for a rock concert.

A romantic who never falls in love more than once a week.

A budding beauty who never smiles until her braces come off.

A boy who can sleep until noon on any Saturday when he suspects the lawn needs mowing.

An original thinker who is positive that her mother was never a teenager.

Entry #6—Before the Party at Andrew’s Job

Entry #6—February 6^th, Saturday

Dear Diary

Today is Andrew’s business party. My nerves are killing me. I’ve tried on the dress hundreds of times and I’ve practice walking with my new high heels around the house.

Andrew called awhile ago, he is picking me up early at 6:30, so we can stop by the hospital and then head on over to the party, which starts at 7:30. I called the salon to see if they could give me an early appointment so that I could get my hair done and makeup. It’s humid outside and I’m afraid my hair might fizz.

I’m not sure what else to write. It’s 11:00am, I’m still in my PJ’s. Dad is at the hospital doing a surgery, and mom is out at her support group. The house is very silent, so I turn on the TV to watch the news. Suddenly I see Gregor on the news. The anchor girl is interviewing him.

“Hi, I’m Lynda Green, Broadcasting from Headquarters of Style-Faze magazine. I’m here with Gregor Hythel, supervisor of the department. His recent fashion show was a huge hit, so lets see how he feels about this…”

I picked up the phone and dialed Marc’s number as fast as I could.

Marc: Hello?

Me: Turn on the TV on channel 14. They’re interviewing Gregor!

Marc: What? Really?

(I heard him turn on the TV)

Gregor: I started showing an interest in fashion when I was in high school. In college I was lucky enough to find some very good teachers in college and I had very supportive friends. My family was hesitant of me entering such am industry…

Interviewer: Your designs have shocked everyone with it´s originality. There is rumor of a second Run-way show next month. Are you excited?

Gregor: Of course I’m excited. However I won’t be able to enjoy the moment until after the evening is over.

Interviewer: I see that today you are wearing one of your own designs, but where is your trademark blue jacket?

Gregor: Oh, (smiles and winks at the camera) I´m not wearing that today because my special someone is taking care of it for me.

(on the other side of the phone I could hear Marc asking over and over “did he just say ‘my special someone….’?. I smiled and allowed him to have his privacy listening to the TV. I hung up and turned off the tv when the weather man came on.)

I have to run up to take a shower; it’s almost time for me to get going to the hair salon.

I’ll write later!!

Desiree

Andrew chapter tomorrow!!

I’ve gotten it started!! I’ll try and post it tomorrow!!!

 

Remember, it’s Andrew’s work party and Desiree gets to wear the new dress and all!!!

Lots of fun details!!

Romance!

 

ps. Don’t call Andrew, “Andy”!! I don’t like how it sounds!!!

 

love

D.C.

Note about THE ANDREW CHRONCICLES

(AUTHOR NOTE: Hello, it has come to my attention that there is a series like what I am writing titled. “THE VAMPIRE DIARIES”. With all honesty I admit that I did not know that such series existed. And I also admit that I have never read it. However I will continue to write THE ANDREW CHRONICLES. If you see any relationship between the series, it is a mere coincidence. Thanks!)

I’ll continue the series later!! Pardon the lateness.

D.C.

Could a date a vampire? QUIZ

You could date a vamp, but it'll take work.

You and a vampire have definite possibilities. The whole dark, brooding, "I've been alive forever" thing is pretty heavy to deal with, but drinking blood isn't necessarily a deal-breaker for you. You'd probably even find a way to have a sense of humor about it. You're attracted to a vampire's dark side, even though you're also very aware of the dangers of this type of dating. It wouldn't hurt to set a few basic rules until you're sure you can trust each other (neck kisses = definitely off limits at first). No relationship is easy, but for this one to work out, you'll want to take your time and go slow. There's no reason to rush when you're dating someone who'll be alive forever!



BRING IT ON VAMPY!!!!!!

HAHA
D.C.

Who is my boyfriend?

Quizzes Girls Games

Meet your new boyfriend, Jesse.
He's so shy that you'll probably have to hang out with him like five times before he works up the nerve to kiss you, but honey.... it'll totally be worth the wait. Jesse has the kind of eyes you could stare into forever, and he's honest and loving and a great listener. Whenever you say something creative or smart, Jeremy writes it down in his journal so he'll never forget about it. It's adorably weird. Sometimes when you're alone together, you don't even have to talk; you just relax in silence and share in each other's chilled out energy. Jesse's VERY sensitive, and he might take it personally if you beat him at his favorite videogame, but don't hold back. After the post-game argument, you'll eventually have to put down the controllers, kiss and make up... and then kiss some more. When you're kissing, everyone's a winner.
p.s. His hoodie smells like lavender. No one knows how, but it's amazing.


GOTTA SAY, I LOVE THIS GUY.. I JUST DON’T LIKE THAT HE IS SOOO SENSITIVE!! (AND DON’T WRITE EVERYTHING I SAY! DON’T ADORE ME LIKE A DOLL! JUST LOVE ME.. I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!)
D.C

Deeper words within

No spell-check..
no thinking twice or re-writing in this note.. just words from the heart. Just the hidden words within.
Funny, isn't it? How the deepest most poetic and meaningful words come from the darkest corner of our soul.
Funny, that when your dreams are so close that you could touch them someone cuts the string in that dream and you fall into a bliss.
Strange that those who you were there for, aren't there at all for you.
Strange that those you never thought twice about, are the onces that care the most and look to carry your burden... but you´re too proud to let anyone else carry that burden which is rightfuly yours. Or maybe you just know that what you carry, no one else could understand..

There is an eary silence that bothers you. An unmoving silence that disturbs you. A darkness that holds the unimaginable. Something so deep that it resides in the deepest part of your mind.

Funny how the words you search for don't seem right.
Funny how your thoughts are eating your at night.
Strange that you look in the mirror and don´t recognize who you see.
Strange that you´re not sure this is who you want to be.

Imagine... all the answers you search for are in that hidden deep dark part of your mind. The answers that you will not face because you know they hold the truth.
The truth of your life.
The truth of who you gave your life to.
The truth of who you thought shared your life with you
The truth that trust has been shattered..

The truth that in that hidden dark part of your mind you see yourself shriveled up in a corner alone.

But then again, why should you hurt and die inside, and pay the blood price for something someone else did?
Why should you bleed for them... if they don´t care.




D.C.

Postponed!!

Hello people!!!

School and exams and lots of homework have been filling my afternoons and evenings, so I apologize, but my story of The Andrew Chronicles must be postponed.

 

sooo sooooorrrrrryyyyyy!!!!!!!

I promise to make it up to you with lots of good juicy chapters!!

 

love

D.C.

Plans on “The Andrew Chronicles “

Hello, hello fans!!

I have good news! The Andrew Chronicles are back and I’m working on making it better and more exciting! yeah! So be prepared!!

More adventures and excitement in the love-twist.

I’ll add the next diary entry soon. Also a new thing at the beginning of every entry I will have the “Previously in “The Andrew Chronicles”, so you can read the summery of what happened earlier.

I hope you enjoy!!

Take care fans! :D

D.C.

hello, hello again!!

SCREAM!!



The day your door is closed
The echoes fill your soul
It won't say which way to go
Just trust your heart

To find what you're here for
Open another door
But I'm not sure anymore
It's just so hard

Voices in my head
Tell me they know best
Gotto keep me on the edge
They're pushin', pushin', they're pushin'

I know they've got a plan
With the balls in my hands
This time it's man to man
I'm droppin', fightin' inside of (oh, that's upside down)
I'm spinnin' faster
What do I do now?
Without you

I don't know where to go
What's the right team?
I want my own thing
So bad I'm gonna scream!

I can't choose
So confused
What's it all mean?
I want my own dream
So bad I'm gonna scream!

I'm kicking down the walls
I gotta make them fall
Just break through them all
I'm pushin', crushin', upon a freight

To find myself
Me and no one else
Which way? I can't tell
I'm searchin', searchin', can't find a (no, man, I should turn)
I should to right or left is
It's like nothing works
Without you

I don't know where to go
What's the right team?
I want my own thing
So bad I'm gonna scream!

I can't choose
So confused
What's it all mean?
I want my own dream
So bad I'm gonna scream!

Yeah
The clock's running down
Hear the crowd gettin' loud
I'm consumed by the sound
Is it her?
Is it love?
Can the music ever be enough?
Got to work it out
Got to work it out
You can do it
You can do it!

I don't know where to go
What's the right team?
I want my own thing
So bad I'm gonna scream!

I can't choose
So confused
What's it all mean?
I want my own dream
So bad I'm gonna scream!

I don't know where to go
What's the right team?
I want my own thing
I want my own thing

I can't choose
So confused
What's it all mean?
I want my own dream
So bad I'm gonna scream!

Oh!
Aahhh!

My Knight, You're One Year Too Late....

It ends here. It ends tonight.


I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one to sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell

I was a dreamer before you came along
then someone came a blew reality in my face
Now it's too late for you
And your White Horse, to come around

Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know

That I got on the Love train sometime ago
But I got off it a very long, long, long time ago.
You're one year too late
my prince, my knight.

One year
Too many heartaces
Too many tears
Too many scared
Too late....

I´m not the one you'll sweep off her feet.
So it ends here tonight.

Andrew Chronicles

Sorry people! This story is on pause!
Writers accident, my computer froze and the whole story got erased. I will have to re-type the whole thing again....

I promise it will be better than ever!!

See ya!

D.C.

Pause from the "Andrew" Chronicals

one of my favorite songs...




Lyrics | Faith Hill - There You’ll Be lyrics

Entry 5- (Andrew) Meeting Gregor2

Feburary 5th, FRIDAY
I haven’t spoken to him since yesterday. Tonight is the big night! I’ll write later!!


I haven’t spoken to him since yesterday. Tonight is the big night! I’ll write later!!

12:00am
OMgosh!!! It was awesome!! So many things happened tonight!! Let me try and writ them in order.


We were at the restaurant. When suddenly a saw this male god walk through the door. He looked Italian, hard wavy hair in a short pony tail, strong cheek bones, tall, slender, mystical smile, piercing eyes, and a Go-t beard. He was smoking hot!! Gorgeous man! And I didn’t think there was any other man more handsome than Andrew. While I was drooling, Andrew took my hand and whispered in my ear; “That is Gregor, wave to him so he can find the table.”
I stood up and waved, motioning him to come over. He smiled and walked over.
“Ah, you must be Andrew’s lovely date, Desiree. Am I correct?”
I nodded because I couldn’t find my voice. Andrew got up next to me, patted Gregor on the back and motioned for him to sit down next to Marc. Marc was glowing. He squeezed my hand and silently mouthed “sooo hot!! Thanks!!”



I would have loved to listen to Marc and Gregor’s conversation during the evening, but Andrew, Jen and Fred kept distracting me and talking to me and I was unable to listen to what was going on. All I know is that they were talking a lot and there was even a point in the evening when they held hands. It was adorable.

Fred and Andrew got started talking about cars. Fred was very impressed with Andrew’s knowledge on the development of cars. Mentally I laughed; obviously he was around when all the evolution of cars happened. Jennifer and I talked about cloths and other non-important topics. We ordered a huge home-made pizza and by the time it arrived we were starving.
Marc and Gregor were in deep conversation when the food arrived and it took us a few minutes to grab their attention and ask to serve themselves.
“So, Gregor..” Jennifer began. “What do you do? Are you a student?”
“No, I'm not a student. I graduated about a year ago. Right now I am the editor and chief at “Style-Faze” Magazine. I am in charge of making sure the articles are well written and I’m in charge of supervising the cloths designs.” Gregor answered politely in a deep sexy raspy voice. “The only bad part of my job is that my hours vary every day.”
“Wow!” Jennifer answered. “That is awesome! Style-Faze magazine??”
Marc seemed intimidated by the information Gregor had just given so I nudged Andrew to start up another conversation and get Marc involved.
“Marc…” Andrew said. “What is it you said were studying? “
“I am studying business management, but I am interested in fashion as well.”
“Really?” Gregor asked. “What lines in fashion are you interested in most?”
“Shoes” Marc replied shyly.
“Well then you definitely need Business Management first, because shoes are one of the most competing industries. Once you know how to play the game then you’ll own the shoe world.”
Marc smiled back and looked more confident than before. The topic changed for while as we ate. However one of the highlights of the evening, at least I think for Marc, was when Gregor wiped cheese off his chin. Even though I know he was embarrassed I think he was in his element having a guy ‘s eyes all over him. We were happily in conversation when an elderly couple came up to the table and said stared down at us. The old man was the first one to speak.
“I think it’s disgusting the display you have here in public.” He began. “It’s horrifying. You should be ashamed of yourself.” We could see he was staring directly at Marc. The old lady followed with more accusations.
“You are going against God. You are corrupting children´s minds. You should not be out in public…” by now heads were turning with the scandal the couple was making. Gregor stood up and looked straight at the couple.
“Are you done now?” he asked. “Have you finished with your accusations? Well now it’s your turn to listen to me. You two are the ones who should be ashamed of making such a show over something like this. You are the ones with the corrupted mind coming here and disrupting our dinner. We are friends sitting here having dinner. What is wrong here?”
The old man stared in shock. “You were holding hands with the young man next to you.”
“Don’t friends hold hands when they need comfort?” Gregor asked challengingly.
Andrew stood up next to him. “What if they were in a relationship? How are you doing your God’s work by wanting to humiliate them?”
Jennifer and I stood up next as well. Jennifer was the first one to speak after me. “How dare you accuse our friends.
The couple seemed embarresed and started walking away. However Gregor got the last word.
“After all that, you’re just going to walk away? Where is your apology for embarrassing us?”
By then the whole restaurant was in an uproar against them and wouldn’t let the couple leave until they apologized.
Things were a bit more calm after that. But it was a sight to see!! I don’t think Marc was every more proud of his blind date and sexuality as then. Nevertheless it caught my attention how hard it really is for homosexual people to express their feelings for each other openly.
Dinner finished seemed to be over too fast!! Before I knew it we were splitting the bill and going out separet ways. We stood outside the restaurant waiting for the valet parking person to bring us our car. Fred and Jennifer were in one corner kissing goodnight. It was a cold chilly night I simply tried staying warm in Andrews embrace.
A few meters away the valet guy brought Marc his car. Gregor stood held the car door open for him. Marc’s eyes searched his face, he stretched out his hand to shake it, however Gregor did not stretch his hand out in return.
“Would you mind if I kissed you goodnight?” Gregor asked him. Marc was blushing but I could tell he was tempted.
“No…I mean, I wouldn’t mind.” Marc shifted back and forth in place. “I mean, I you want to.”
Gregor leaned in just a few inches away from Marc’s face smiled and said “Do you want to?”
Marc stared into his eyes almost questioning if he wanted to answer. “Yes…but I’ve never kissed before.”
Gregor smiled took Marc’s face in his hands and whispered in his ear. “Close your eyes and I’ll guide you.” And then, ever so lightly and delicately kissed him on the lips. Marc tensed up a bit, but then seductively Gregor blew air on his lips and said “relax…”.
It´s hard to describe what happened next, except to say, that I’m sure Marc had a memorable first kiss and he was floating on air. Before he got in the car he started to take off Gregor’s jacket, (he had let it to him earlier because it was cold in the restaurant). However Gregor told him he should keep it until the next time they met. I know that gave Marc hope that they would definitely see each other again.
Andrew had agreed to drive Gregor back “home” so he rode in the car with us. As soon as we got in the car and were alone I started thanking him over and over again for being such a good sport at dinner.
He simply nodded and told me he was delighted to help Andrew’s girl out.
“I actually had a good time” he said.
“I am glad. I am forever in your debt.”
Andrew laughed and turned to his friend. “So when are you going to see him again?”
“Well, all I have is time, so…” he turned to look at me sitting in the back seat. “Desiree if you don’t mind. I’m interested, or at least available to date him for a year or so.”
“A year?” I gasped.
“Well love,” Gregor said. “Unlike your relationship with Andrew, Marc does not know I am immortal. It things go on beyond a year then he will see that ii never age. He is a very sentimental character, knowing something like that would devastate him. I may have been dead for years, but I’m not cold-hearted enough not to take into consideration other people’s feelings.”
“I really appreciate your consideration towards Marc’s feelings. However I don’t want to take advantage of you either.”
“I don’t have anything interesting going on right now. I have loads of spare time. I work in the day, but I’m free afternoons and evenings. Don’t worry about my feelings Desiree…”
I leaned into the front seat and kissed his cheek. “Thank you for your help.”
We rode in silent the rest for awhile, we were going to drop Gregor off at his house first. I began to doze off. I leaned back into the seat and closed my eyes. I heard a head turn to look in the back seat at me, then Gregor’s voice say. “I think she fell asleep.”
“She has had a stressful day.” Andrew answered. “Let her rest.”
“I can’t believe you are dating again. I thought it would be many more years before you loved again.”
“Love was hardly what brought us together.” Andrew said. I would hear his voice getting a bit angry.
If love didn’t bring us together, what did? I wondered faking that I was asleep.
Andrew continued; “She is the daughter of the hospital’s main doctor. She has an easy access into the hospital so I can eat. She is useful to me.
“She is also weak.” Gregor replied. “She has diabetes. I saw her checking her sugar level by the bathroom. Why do you want her so badly?”
“She is not weak. She is stronger than any other girl I’ve met. She may have flaws or unfortunate characteristics, but she is very strong woman. I am protective over her because unlike you, I have not been able to learn how to live without blood.”
“So you want her just because she can provide you with food?”
“No… not just that.” I could hear his head turn and look at me. I continued to pretend to be sleeping. He turned back to look at Gregor and whispered. “I feel complete with her around. I enjoy talking with her or simply having her listen. She understands me, beyond my vampire self.”
Gregor chuckled and simply said. “oh, boy, you sure are in deep.”
I heard Andrew laugh as well. I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. ‘he feels complete with me’ I thought. Wow.
“Do you know who she looks like?” Gregor continued. “She is almost identical to your second wife Margaret Coon. The duchess from that island we visited a couple centuries ago. Remember?”
Grunting Andrew replied. “Of course I remember.” –pause—“It´s funny you would say that… I had not noticed.” He chuckled. “Well if she is Margaret reincarnated I hope she has more of a personality this time around…”
It was interesting hearing that conversation between them. I should have known. If you could live forever, obviously you could get married many times. I wondered how many times he’s been married.
Andrew patted Gregor´s back. “You’re thinking about Jasper. Aren’t you?”
“It’s hard not to. I mean I could have sworn he was in my arms tonight just like he was in my arms all those years ago. Marc is identical to him. Like a rebirth of him.” Gregor put down the window, I could feel the cold air come in. “His eyes, Andrew. His eyes had the same questioning feeling that Jasper had. His laughter is even the same.”
“Then take a chance Gregor.” Andrew said. “If he is Jasper, you need to take a chance. You don’t get second chances in love much. I don’t want you moping around another 4 centuries.”
“Homosexuality is a bit more scandalous than before. Back then it was acceptable for us to love each other. Now a day, our love could destroy his life. Besides I’m not even sure he is Jasper.
“Regardless if he is or not, I saw a spark tonight.”
Gregor laughed.
I heard them turn into a driveway and Gregor get out of the car.
“Thank Desiree for inviting me to come along.” He said before he got out. “and Andrew… Don’t ruin it. Her heart is on the line as much as yours is.”
“I know. That’s what scares me….”
They whispered a few other things that I was unable to hear. But all I can say for now is this.

I will make sure he starts falling in love with me as much as I am starting to fall in love with him.

Entry 4- (Andrew) Meeting Gregor

Entry 4- Feburary 4th THURSDAY

During lunch hour I sat with Jennifer and Marc, since Andrew had to attend a meeting. Jennifer’s boyfriend Fredrick, “Fred” showed up shortly and sat down next to her.
Fredrick is tall, tan, very muscular and has short hazel hair. He also has bluish-green eyes. He is very attractive, and I have to admit, I had a small crush on him when I first saw him, but he isn´t the most active or smartest person. Video games and parting are his life.
“Hey Desiree” he said as he patted me on the back. “I just saw your man on the way to the office. We’ve agreed to go out tomorrow, Friday, for dinner.”
I was on clouds and floating on air when he said “your man” … angelical chorus were behind me, air bubbles in heart shapes were popping around my head and I reveled a huge stupid-looking smile.
“Oh, great!” Jennifer squealed.
I saw Marc force a smile and I felt bad for him. Everyone seemed to be in love while he was forced to be in the closet without any one to love.
“How about all six of us go out?” I asked.
Jennifer mentally counted us, while Marc kindly looked at me and said. “You mean the five of us. Jen and Fred make two, Andrew and you make, four, plus me makes five.”
“And your blind date.” I said with a mischievous smile. “that makes six.”
Marc tried suppressing a hopeful smile. “A blind date? For me?”
“Yes” I lied. Mentally I was hoping Andrew knew some gay vampire or someone who would be nice enough to fake it for a few hours.
“Well, heck, I’m fine with that if you are Jen.” Fred said.
“Sure.” She said smiling. “This will be fun! All of us together on dates.
“So what is he like?” Mark asked intrigued. “What are his interests? What is he studying? Does he go to school here? Do I know him?...”
“You will just have to see.” I said holding my breath. I really got into this mess now.
Now all I have to do is look for a guy who is open about his sexuality to date Marc. Now Marc may not be the most attractive person in the world, but he had a great heart and smile. He is organized and has a good eye for arranging things. However he is picky, very picky with food and activities he likes to do. Being an only child taught him to be independent, and he never had share or be considerate of anyone else’s feelings. That is something that gets in his way a lot. Who would be able to stand him more than 5 minutes??

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“Love…?” I asked Andrew on the cel-phone while I laid in bed later that night. “Do you know any gay vampires?”
“What?” I could hear him laugh on the other line. “what do you mean by gay?”
“I mean a male vampire that is into guys.”
“uhmm… well… I haven’t really been up to date with the vampire community. I’ll have to check the website of Single-Vampires…” he joked.
“Andrew” Seriously! I’m in a bit of a slump. I promised Marc a blind date for tomorrow night, but I don’t know anyone!”
“Honey, You shouldn’t make promised you can’t keep.”
“Honey, I know that!!”
He laughed. “Ok… well, let’s see. I think I know someone who would be willing to do something like this for me. He owes me a favor.”
“Really?! Oh thank you! Thank you!!” I made kissing sounds into the phone.
“I will help you on one condition.”
“Sure. Whatever you like…”
“We have to stop by the hospital for food before we go out on this ‘couples date’. Ok? If I’m going to sit through dinner with your friends eating your “youth-human” food I need my own food before.”
“Of course! Deal…. So what is this blind date like? Is he tall? Cute?”
“Love, love… leave the details to me. For now, all I will tell you is, his name is Gregor. He is 25 years old, well…actually 527 years old, but he prefers staying 25 forever. He was a well known male lover…”
I blushed on my end of the phone. “Andrew, it’s just a blind date, I don’t want Marc to get laid!!”
“Desiree, what I meant is that he is comfortable around men and he knows how to make them comfortable. I imagine this is Marc’s first date?”
“I hadn’t really thought about it, but I guess so.”
“See? Gregor can make him feel comfortable and he is an easy person to talk to.”
“I’m trusting you Andrew! Please don’t disappoint me!” I joked.
“Of course not love.”

I’ll have to see how things work out tomorrow!!

Entry 3- (Andrew) Date.

Feburary 3rd WEDNSDAY
I woke up early the next day and jumped in the shower. When I got out and was dressed I heard voices in the kitchen. Curiously, I walked downstairs and saw my father and Andrew sitting at the table drinking coffee.
“Good morning” My father said when he saw me. I noticed that on the table there were three plates filled with pastries and fruit.
“What is all this?” I asked.
“Andrew brought breakfast.” My dad said. He has a huge sweet tooth. He loves pastries, Andrew really won gold points. “And he wants to ask you something…”
Oh, my… what was it going to be now? I wondered.
“There is a party at work this weekend. It is important that I make a good impression, I'm up for getting a promotion…” Andrew began saying, but I interrupted.
“You have my permission to take that model-classmate of yours to the party.” I said stuffing myself with a glazed pastry.
“Desiree!” my father exclaimed.
“Whout?” I replied with my mouth full. I know I looked zero attractive.
“Actually…” Andrew began again. “I wanted to ask you to come with me.”
“Me?” I was surprised. I had to get used to the fact that he actually wanted to be with me. “but I don´t have a dress.” My dad replied by putting a fifty dollar bill in my hand.
“Andrew is going to take you shopping after school today and then he will bring you home.” My father kissed by forehead and then walked out the door to go to work. It was just Andrew and I standing the kitchen. I laughed as I looked down at the folded bill in my hand.
“Well, don´t I get a say in this?” I said. Andrew kissed my neck.
“I don´t think so love.” he gave me a magical grin and we went off to school.

While in the school parking lot he pulled out a wrapped small gift box.
“I got you an early birthday gift.” He said.
“Very early..” I said. “my birthday is not for another two weeks.”
“Well this is sort of a birthday/dating gift. Here” he handed me the package. I opened it and saw that there was a brand new cel phone inside.
“Wow! Thank you!” I said and hugged him.
“I set up the cel phone so we could talk anytime anywhere and for as long as we want.”
“Really? Wow!”
He played with one of my strands of hair. “You can call me now whenever you need me.” He kissed the top of my head.
“Likewise” I said. “You can also call me whenever you need me.”

We said goodbye and went our separate ways to classes. I would not see him today again until 4:30pm. Then we would have the whole afternoon to ourselves at the moll. The day seemed to go by very slow. My classes seemed to take forever and the teachers all seemed like they were in a bad mood. Luckily I had done all my homework and I didn´t get yelled. I spent my free hours with my two best friends, Marc and Jennifer.
“I can´t believe you have a boyfriend!” Jennifer exclaimed. “I mean, it happened very fast. But you look very happy.”
“Actually you are glowing.” Marc said smiling. Marc was my best guy friend, he was the type of person you could take to a wedding or meet the family without any strings attached. He was also not interested in girls at all. “You really got a catch with Andrew. He is smart and charming.” I saw a longing in his eyes.
I laughed. “Your time will come Marc. Just wait, you will meet someone great.”
“Fred and I will celebrate our 6th month anniversary the following Monday.” Jennifer said. “Perhaps we could go out to dinner on a double date.”
“That sounds great! However I´ll have to check with Andrew first though.” I said. “Right now he is busy with a lot of work.”
“What does he do?” Marc asked.
“He is an intern at a law firm. He does the paper work and double checks that all the Closed cases are filed correctly.”
“Wow…” Jennifer said. “Fred can´t even get a job at McDonald´s” We laughed.
“you must be proud of him” Marc said.
I shrugged. I'm not sure if I'm proud of him the way I should be, I mean he accomplished a lot before he met me. It was as if I made the change.
The end of the day came soon enough through and I was waiting by the car when he got out of class. I have to admit I was excited at the idea of him going with me in public to the mall. A cute guy would be next to me! And every girl would envy it! However I was also embaressed at the thought that he would be with me while I tried on dresses… dressed that might not fit! Horror and panic filled me as I sat in the car next to him and we drove off to the mall.
We walked through the whole mall looking for a nice dress. It felt funny going into dress shops with a guy. However, I must say that he was a lot more helpful than the women at the stores. He understood my style and taste. The women seemed like they were just looking to make a sale.
I must have tried on about 50 dresses, every style and color, before we found the right one. It was a sparkly three-quarters silver strap dress with a matching shawl.
“That is perfect.” Andrew said as he twirled me around outside the dressing room. “If I said that ‘You look beautiful’ it would be an understatement. Now all I have to do is find a decent looking tie to match. ”
“Do you have shoes to match?” the sales lady asked me.
“Well…I have black high heels.”
“Oh, no…” she shook her head in disapproval. “Black would take away from the dress. Here…” she showed me beautiful stiletto string high heels. I´d never seen shoes so beautiful as those, I was temped to buy them, until I saw the price; seventy nine, ninety nine dollars. There was no way would pay that for shoes so I calmly handed them back to the sales lady.
“Don´t you like them?” Andrew asked.
“Of course I do. But look at the price! It’s almost eighty dollars for those shoes!” I said putting on my gruffly tennis shoes.
Andrew smiled, kissed the top of my head and turned to the sales lady.
“We´ll take the shoes as well.” and winking he handed her a folded up bill. “They are on sale right?”
Glowing the young sales girl said. “Oh, yes of course.”
Andrew must really think I’m oblivious to reality of things, because I know that the shoes were not on sale. I tried convincing him that I didn´t need the shoes, but he insisted I have them.
“Let me pamper you.” He said. “After all you are doing me a favor my accompanying me to this event. Besides, those shoes looked great on you.”
I smiled and felt proud that he wanted me to look stunning that evening.
“I am thirsty, why don´t we go get a soda?” I asked. “I’ll pay.”
“Sure, however I’m in the mood for a milkshake. Why don’t we walk to McDonalds and share one?”
“Sure”

No I lay in bed filling guilty that I ate a milkshake, I have to watch my weight until this weekend, otherwise it won’t fit!!

Entry 2- (Andrew) First day

I was woken up at two o´clock in the morning when y cel phone started ringing.
“Hello?” I said in a groggy voice.
“Hello Desiree!” answered a peppy voice on the other line.
“Andrew? It´s two in the morning… and, how did you get my cel phone number?”
“Oh I have my sources…” he teased. “Anyway, I was wondering at what time your first class is tomorrow.”
“I have Geography at 8:00am. Why do you ask?” involuntarily I yawned and I heard him chuckle on the other side of the line.
“I was wondering if it would be alright if I picked you up and brought you to school tomorrow.”
“Sure, I guess it would be alright. I normally take the bus…” I seriously did not think he would come and pick me up, so I decided to play along with it.
“Great” he whispered into the phone. “I will see you tomorrow bright and early. Sleep well.” And hung up.
My alarm clock seemed to ring too soon after I hung up with Andrew. I quickly got dressed and ran down to get breakfast. Both of my parents were already sitting by the coffee table eating breakfast when I walked down. I gulped down my cereal and as I ran out the door I almost bumped into someone.
“You actually showed up?” I exclaimed.
“Of course I did. Why would I not?” Andrew said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
It was too early for me to think of a better answer than; “Because I didn´t think you meant it.”
He frowned at me. “You really have been hurt by guys before, haven´t you?”
Before I had a chance to answer my father walked out.
“Oh, hello, Mr. Chaucer.” He smiled and shook hands with Andrew. “What can we do for you?”
Andrew put his arm around me and pulled me close. I could feel my face getting red from embarrassment.
“Well, I would like to ask your permission to pick up Desiree every day and take her to school and then bring her back home afterwards.” Andrew said in a serious tone and with a playful smile dancing on his face. Obviously that was no what my father expected because his smile faded and he began speaking in his “father-authority” voice.
“Desiree does not come home after school. She goes to the hospital to do her homework in my office where-I-can-keep-an-eye-on-her.”
Andrew was not discouraged. “Then I can drive her after school to the hospital if you like. It really is no trouble at all.”
I felt embarrassed with the way my father and Andrew were acting. Yet I enjoyed the feeling of Andrew wanting to be with me bad enough to come to an arrangement with my father. I suddenly looked down to my watch and saw that my class started in twenty minutes.
“Dad!” I said “We have to go. My class starts in less than twenty minutes. Andrew is being kind enough to give me a ride to and from school. You said yourself that you thought the bus wasn´t safe anymore.”
“Very well.” My dad said as he grabbed the keys to his car and looking at Andrew. “You may take my daughter to school today. Please bring her to the hospital afterwards and meet me in my office. Both of you.”
“Of course Sir.” Andrew replied as he opened his car door for me. My father gave me one last stern look before Andrew started the car and took off. He has an old navy blue Jeep 4X4. We rode in silence for awhile, only the music on the radio playing in the background.
“Thank you for being nice enough to tolerate my dad. I know he seems overprotective.” I said breaking the silence.
“It wasn´t as awkward as I thought it would be, honestly.” Andrew said showing me his mysterious smile. “During your free hour do you want to hang out? Then I can answer all the questions you have.”
“Sure! That would be great! Where do you want to meet?”
“I have to stop by the library to look for a new book. So I’ll meet you at the entrance around 12.”

Before I knew it we were already in the school parking lot. Like a true gentleman Andrew walked around and opened my door and handed me my backpack. The day started off pretty well, until I arrived to my second period class, Anthropology, and remembered that I hadn´t finished the homework. My teacher was furious and would not let me forget that I was being “a bad student” by not being punctual. All throughout my second and third class I started getting a strong migraine. Finally by 12 I felt my head would explode as I walked to the library to meet Andrew. He was there standing by the entrance talking with a beautiful girl. I'm not sure if he is simple oblivious to the fact that girls love to flirt with him, but by the look on his face he had no idea why she was rubbing his arm. I was about to turn and walk away, when Andrew saw me.
“Desiree!” he called. “Where are you going? Here I am…”
With no energy to argue I dragged myself over to him. The beautiful girl stared at me as if I had interrupted them.
“Who is she?” the nameless-girl asked. Andrew answered by putting his arm around me and kissing the top of my head.
“Annabelle, this is Desiree. She is my girlfriend.” He answered.
“You´re dating her?” Annabelle questioned.
Andrew simply nodded and led me into the library. We walked down the several halls filled with books and all the way to the back. Mainly the bookworms or couples were in the back, but today no one was there. Before I could ask what book he was looking for, Andrew pressed me against the wall and stared into my eyes.
“Ouch!” I complained. “What was this for? You´re hurting me! Let me go…”
“No, “ he said. “Something is wrong, I can tell, eyes never lie. And you wear your every emotion in your eyes.”
“I have a headache.” I said putting my hands up to my head. “it hurts…”. I could feel tears swelling up my eyes.
Andrew let me go and held me in his arms, my head rested on his chest. Then he ran his long fingers through my hair, massaging my head. I have to admit it felt nice, it felt relaxing and “loving”. My headache started to calm down.
“Does it feel better?” he asked.
“Yes… thank you.” Suddenly I started seeing little black dots and I could feel myself growing limp in his arms. Before I fell, I grabbed on to his shoulders, almost taking him down with me in the process. Luckily he was strong enough and reacted fast enough to grab me and sit me down.
“Are you ok? What is the matter?” his voice showed that he was really concerned.
“I am sorry… I don´t feel well. My sugar level must have dropped… “ I said dizzily. “There is a piece of candy in my bag, can you hand it to me please?”
Quickly Andrew rummaged through my bag and pulled out a sugar mint. He unwrapped the plastic and stuck it my in mouth. I still didn´t feel well, but I tried standing up. Andrew tried helping me but I pushed him away.
“You don´t want to be with me… I'm too much work, I'm too weak.” I said trying to back away. “I think it would be better if we just forgot about everything. I let myself get carried away with excitement, but you´re right. I would never be able to deal with your life as a vampire…”
Andrew grabbed my wrists and pulled me so close to him I could feel his breathing on my neck.
He inched nearer and started kissing me, eagerly, passionately as if I would disappear any second. I was grateful for a moment that I had a mint in my mouth to make my breath nice. I suddenly felt an urge or spark of energy go through me and could feel myself getting stronger, better. When Andrew let go, I gasped louder than I expected and realized I hadn´t breathed when he kissed me. (I have admit I was a bit disappointed it ended soo fast!! Whomever said kissing was overrated was wrong! Even if I didn’t kiss back.. it was nice)
“How do you feel now?” he asked with a cunning smile.
I put my hand up to cover my mouth. “What was that? Why did you kiss me?”
With a mischievous smile Andrew leaned back against the wall and chuckled.
“You should never ask a guy why he kisses you…So you do feel better?.” When he saw I was serious he continued. “… all vampires have small special abilities or powers. I have ability of being very intuitive and the power to transfer a bit of my strength.”
“Through a kiss?” I asked.
“or CPR or by simply blowing or breathing on them….”
We sat on the carpeted library floor in silence for a few minutes. I kept thinking over and over what had just happened. My thoughts were interrupted when he took my hand and held it in his.
“I don´t want you to go Desiree…” he began. “I don´t want you to ignore me or forget me. You are important to me now.”
“You don´t even know me. How could I possibly be important for you? “
“Vampires, we have this instinct that just tells us when someone is trustworthy or when someone is worth protecting. Your eyes are what enchant me. You stare that doesn´t judge. Your eyes show your soul, and I would love to hold just a small piece of that.”
I was speechless; his words were so powerful and direct. How could I not fall for what he was telling me?
“I don´t want to become a vampire like you…” I said. “I want to live my life fully and die when my time comes. Life is too cruel to want to relive it for eternity.”
I'm not sure exactly what emotion appeared on his face at that moment, perhaps it was hurt.
“Life also has many things worth reliving for.” Andrew assured. “However I understand your point of view. Believe me, I have no plans of ever asking you to become a like me.”
“Good” I said smiling entwining my fingers with his.
“So, will you agree to be my girlfriend?”
“I will only prove to be disappointing and boring.”
“I guess I will have to find that out the hard way.”
I simply laughed and picked up my backpack to go to my last class. Andrew followed me, suddenly we hear a young girl, standing in the row behind us, drop a book.
“ouch!” she said to someone who was close to her. “I just got a paper cut! Look, my whole finger is bleeding. “
I looked up at Andrew and saw his facial expression change dramatically. His nostrils were flaring and his hands were in fists. His eyes showed a dark power taking over him and he started walking determined over to the next row. I grabbed his shoulder, trying to hold him back and shook him.
“Andrew! Andrew! Look at me!” I said franticly. “Andrew stop!”
He looked down and me and violently grabbed my wrist. “Get out of the way.” He hissed.
I pulled my hands away from him and without thinking twice I slapped him across the face. His seemed to snap out of it for a second, and then I grabbed his face between my hands and whispered in his ear.
“You promised to protect me, to never hurt me. Keep your promise. If you attack that girl you will hurt me. If you spare this girl´s life I will take you to the blood bank tonight. I care for you and if you make a scene it will be worse. Keep your cool. Look into my eyes…” I said and stared into his dark eyes. “…let it go. Breath… Just breath.”
“You play with fire when you´re with me..” Andrew panted. “I'm more dangerous than I seem”
“And you play with water..” I said smiling and brushing hair away from his face. “ when you´re with me, because I ´m unstable. I'm not as strong as I seem… So, aren´t we two a match?
“Water can take different forms.. it can be strong; solid. It can be weak; liquid, it can be free; gas.”
“Fire can also create as well as destroy..”
“Touché.”

In that moment our eyes locked and if it is possible, I think we each were able to see a piece of each other’s soul. And I knew that our friendship was going to last awhile. We needed each other, we supported each other. We were good for each other.
The rest of the day went by very fast and before I knew it I was back in his car on the way to the hospital. I tried convincing Andrew that he did not have to come in with me, but he insisted he followed my fathers instructions of meeting him in his office. Luckily when we got to his office, he wasn´t there, so the lecturing didn´t start immediately. Andrew looked around the office, admiring all the diplomas and awards my father had won. He paused and looked at all the pictures me father had of me on his desk. He smiled when he saw an early baby picture of me.
“You were a cute baby…” he said.
My defenses automatically went up with the words ´were´ and ´cute´. “And what am I now? Not cute?”
Andrew looked seriously at me, his face became solemn again. “Don´t attack me Desiree… I didn´t mean it like that.” Embarrassed I looked away. “You were a cute baby, but now you´ve become a beautiful woman.”
“ I don´t want to talk about this. I don´t want you giving me compliments to make me feel better just because you think you need to…”
I could tell that he wanted to pursue the topic more, but he respected my wishes. The awkward silence made the minutes that ticked by seem like hours.
“If I took a picture of you would you appear in it?” I asked. Andrew chuckled.
“I don´t like pictures, love. I am not photogenic.”
“That´s not what I asked you.”
“… if you took a picture of me, you would see a blur of a person. It would look like I was a fuzzy person in the picture.”
“oh…” I sighed, bowing my head. I would have loved to have a picture of him to carry in my wallet like most of my friends. Suddenly I felt his hand on my cheek, directing my face to look up at him. His thumb rubbed my cheek in the most relaxing and constant circles.
“Are you worried that we could never have a picture of both of us together?” He teased.
I was about to answer then I hear someone clear their throat. I looked over and saw my father standing by the door. Andrew quickly pulled his hand away from my face and look seriously at my father.
“Good afternoon, Dr. Tryson.” He said.
“Hello Mr Chaucer. I see you brought my daughter to me safe and sound. Thank you.” My father said with a hint of irony. “Now, Desiree, could you please step outside for a second, I would like to have a word with Andrew in private.”
I was shocked, what was he going to say to Andrew? Reluctantly I step outside the office. I could not hear what they were saying, but I could see them through a small window he had. First of all, obviously, my dad offered Andrew a seat. They sat down and my father began speaking. There were a lot of hand movements during the conversations. Things seemed to go well until I saw my dad stop talking and simply stare at Andrew as he spoke. My father looked shocked at what Andrew was telling him, then pleased, then shocked again… emotions were flowing through my dad´s face. I back away from the window when I saw them get up and walk to the door.
“…it was a pleasure talking to you Andrew.” My dad said, then he looked at me. “Walk him to his car and then come back to my office. We need to talk.” And closed the door on me.
Andrew put his arm around and as we walked to the car, I drilled him on what my father asked me and what he told him.
“You dad mainly wanted to know what was going on with us. He wanted to know more about me and find out if I was ´good´ company for you.”
“What did you tell him?”
“Everything, the truth, expect for the fact that I am a vampire. I told him we had just started dating and I was more than happy to give you rides to and from school. That I respected you and I would never want to put you in an uncomfortable situation…”
“You told him we´re dating?”
“Well, aren´t we love?”
Whenever he calls me ´love´ or ´beloved´ I melt. “I can´t be mad at you if you talk to me soo sweet. “ I said.
I wanted to ask him more things but he had reached the car and he had told me he had to go to work.
“Will you stop by the hospital later tonight?” I asked.
“No, not today. Perhaps tomorrow…” he said, kissing me on the cheek. “I´ll pick you up tomorrow at your house.”
I can remember well how I got back to my father´s office, I think perhaps I actually floated over. My father was waiting for me and I knew he was going to start questioning me.
“Desiree… he seems like a nice boy, but I can´t allow it. He is seven years older than you…There is too much of an age gap.”
“So? What is the problem. There is no age limit for love.”
“Love?” my father almost had a heart attack. “you are only nineteen years old, what do you know about love?”
“I know that there are different levels of love. He cares for me and I care for him.”
“When did all this happen?... you never even mentioned him before and now he´s your boyfriend?”
“It simply happened. .. we met, me clicked and we´ve decided to see what happens.” I said, I took my fathers hand and held it in mine. “He is very nice dad. He respects me and understands me like no one else does. Even he recognizes that there is a big age difference between us but he is willing to let me grow on my own…”
My father looked at me and I think he understood that I was old enough to make that kind of decision. I think it hurt him to think that I was old enough to have guys be interested in me and that he hadn´t seen it coming.
“Are you comfortable with him?” he asked.
“Yes. He treats me with respect… he is a true gentleman. Perhaps the last gentleman on earth.“ I teased.
“No, I'm the last and best gentleman.” My father joked. “…so, you really like him?”
“Yes.”
“I guess I can´t say anything that will change your mind…You know what I think is funny?…” He got up and put on his white doctors robe. “Before I even had a chance to ask him what he wanted with you. He respectful asked me for permission to date you….Just like a gentleman, like you said. “
“He asked your permission” I asked surprised. “What did you say?”
“I said I would have to ask you first. And I believe you´ve made it clear that what you have is serious with him. Even though you are still in an early stage of dating, you two have a bond.”
Smiling he walked out of the office.
I stayed at the hospital with my father until quarter to eleven that evening. When I got home I was exhausted, but as usual, when I got home, Mother was waiting to hear how my day was. She had a plate of just baked sugarless cookies and hot tea ready by the table. Mother had been diagnosed with cancer a few year ago, and she spent most of her days at the hospital or with friends. She was hardly ever at home, she believed it was better that I didn´t see her go through all the treatments. Around that time my father had decided it was best I went after school to the hospital and not be home alone. Even though my mother and I were close, I resented the fact that she preferred her friends to help her through the treatment than her own family.
We talked for an hour in the kitchen. I told her about my day at school and then I told her the big news of Andrew officially being my boyfriend.
“That is wonderful honey.” She smiled. “You, know? He actually came by earlier to talk to me.”
“What did he want to talk to you about?” I asked trying to act calm, but I was boiling that he came to see my mother without telling me.
“He just wanted to talk and see how I was…. I think he was trying to prove that he was good enough to date you. “ she put the plates in the sink. “I think he is very nice. I am glad you found someone like that.”
I forced a smile and said goodnight. When I got to my room I was still choking back tears. I hated it when she talked like that… as if she would die tomorrow. No one can replace her, can´t she understand that having someone else loving me doesn´t substitute the fact that she won´t.

Entry 1-- Andrew

Feburary 1st.

Dear Diary;
What if I told you that my boyfriend is a real old-fashion-bloodsucking-vampire? Would you believe me?
… I didn’t think so.
Andrew, my boyfriend, is an old fashion vampire. Currently i´ve only realized that he has the typical features that Vampires in books do; pointy sharp teeth, immortality, allergy to garlic and drinks (preferable) human blood.
We met yesterday at the hospital where my father works. He had come in with his best friend, Benjamin, who broke his arm while playing football. I had seen Andrew a couple times around school. I, a nineteen year old, was in my first year of college and he, a twenty seven year old (actually 487), was doing his master degree. He was very mysterious and had a killer smile, even though he rarely smiled. Although he is an old fashion vampire his family has leaned to survive in the sunlight. He does get sunburned easily.
Anyway, we met when he was at the hospital with his friend. While my father, Dr. Tryson looked over Benjamin, I noticed Andrew walk down the hall to the Blood bank. So I quietly followed him. When I walked into the room I was shocked to see him sniffing the blood bags and then drinking the ones he liked. I was grossed out and tried walking out, but my diabetic meter alarm went off while I was trying to sneak away. Swiftly Andrew looked up and jumped on me before I could run out. He held me against the wall and forced me to tell him what I saw. I told him the truth.
“I saw you walk down the hall and followed you. Then I saw you drink the blood out of the bag and I tried sneaking away to give you some privacy… ” I said. He still kept his grip around my arms strong.
“Privacy? Don´t you mean, you wanted to go get help or call Security to arrest me?” He replied sardonically.
“No! I meant no such thing…”
Anger raced over his face and he inched closer to me, placing his face only a few inches away from mine. His hot breath on my face smelled like blood, but I was not afraid. “Do you even know what I am?” he asked, baring his white teeth.
“Of course I know. You are a vampire, the real kind of vampire, not the fake-novelistic type of vampire they show in movies.”
He tried keeping his expression threatening, yet I could clearly see in his eyes that he was shocked at how calmly I was taking it.
“Why… How…” he began to ask, when suddenly me diabetic meter when off again, reminding me that I had to check my sugar level. It would not surprise me if it turned out low, after seeing Andrew drink blood.
“What is that?” He asked
“That is my diabetic meter. I need to check my sugar level.”
“Very well”, Andrew said and let go of my hands. He turned around and tried distracting himself while I pinched my finger and then placed a band aid over it to cover the evidence and subdue the slightest smell of a drop of blood. When I finished I looked over at him. And promised to not tell anyone what I saw.
“No one would believe me anyway.” I said. “But I have one condition for my silence. I would like you to let me be part of your vampire life. Get to know you better and I want to be your friend.”
“You want to be my girlfriend? “ He asked surprised.
“No, not girlfriend like a serious relationship, only a gal friend. A female friend.” I clarified.
“You´d be too scared to face the real challenges my life holds. You won’t last a week being my so called friend. So it’s a deal.”
“Oh, I´ll survive believe me.” I said.
Suddenly I heard my father calling me. I walked out to see what he wanted and Andrew followed close behind me.
“Desiree!” My father called. “Where are you?”
“Here I am” I said as I walked out of the blood blank room.
“Ah, I was wondering where you had gotten to. Listen I'm going to have to stay until very late tonight. Can you call your mother to come and pick you up?” my father asked.
“Well, yes, I guess so…”
“Oh, Dr. Tryson,…I was just about to leave. If you like, I could give Desiree a ride home.” Andrew said, followed by a smile.
My father wasn´t sure what to say and hesitated, but when Andrew insisted again that it would not be any inconvenient, he allowed me to go.
As I followed Andrew to his car I noticed him staring at me intently.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Is Dr. Tryson really your father?” he asked as he turned on the car engine.
“Yes.” I answered, fiddling with my cel phone. Dad had asked me to call mom and tell her a young man was driving me home. My father was always overprotected with me.
“So you have access to this hospital anytime?” Andrew continued after I hung up.
“Yes, my father gave me a key to his office so I can do my homework there while he is at work. He does not like me staying home alone for long hours.” I answered
“Then I have to ask you favor, as a friend and if you want as something more. Help me get into the blood bank two or three times a week to eat and be strong. I will be faithful to you and you guardian forever.”
I laughed at how he begged. “You promise to protect me? I don’t need protection. Why would you be my slave?”
“You are bullied at school, I know it”.
“You see what any normal girl goes through. Heck, what any kid who is considered to be different goes through.”
“But if I’m with you no one will ever hurt you. I will never hurt you or betray you. You have my word.”
“Why do you speak to me in such a manner? Of all people why should you want to protect me?”
“Because you have pure heart and if you help me live I want to help you the rest of your life. I am only immortal if I can drink blood, and if you allow me to live I will dedicate a part of my immortality to help your life be better.”
I laughed at the thought. No one had ever wanted to care for me the way he claimed he would. “Very well… I promise to help you for as long as I can.”
“And I, milady, promise to guard you for the rest of your life.” He said, kissing my hand and staring into my eyes.
“Wait..” I said. “That´s not fair! What if I can´t hold up my end of the deal? I said I´d help you for as long as I could, but you´re promise is for life…”
“It doesn´t matter if you only can help me twice, your willingness to help and keep my secret mean a lot to me.”
I am sure I blushed when he said that to me, because I suddenly felt awkward and was relieved to see that he had already pulled in front of my house.
“So, I´ll see you tomorrow, love?” Andrew hollered as I got out of his car.
I simple smiled and nodded, yes. I walked inside the house, dazed, and I began to think that perhaps my fairytale life and love was coming true. However as soon as I walked in, reality hit me in the face again. Mom was in the kitchen making dinner and angry at me for not picking up my room. She basically read my rights to me as a daughter and my duties while living under her roof. My thoughts drifted to all those teenage movies where the mothers allow their children to have their room decorated as they pleased. Luckily, she was also intrigued in finding out who was the young man that drove me home and then yelled “So, I´ll see you tomorrow, love?”.
“Is he a classmate?” she asked.
“No, he is just a friend. We took a class together last semester; he is doing his Master Degree in Law.” I answered.
“Wow, a lawyer. I'm impressed dear… He seems like a keeper.” She winked. “However you cannot go out with him until your room is decent.”
I rolled my eyes and threw my backpack against the bedroom door. A smile crossed my face as I thought back to the hospital. I was glad to finally have a real friend, even though it was formed through a deal. Too tired to finish homework or do anything else, I went to bed early.

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