Status: School is starting on next Tuesday, I'll have homework, but I'll try to update as much as I can.
Wait, What? You Want Me to Save The World?! What The Heck?!
Chapter Three: The End of The Date
We were out of the restaurant, walking nowhere in particular, and we were still arguing about me becoming a vampire queen which I REFUSED to believe.
“Look, Allison, I'm telling you the truth,” Blake told me.
“But-” I started to say.
“But what?” he wondered.
“But....I can't be a vampire queen. I mean, I do believe that you're a vampire, but.....I can't be....can I?” I replied.
“Yes, actually you can,” he said.
“I can not, I am not, and I will not!” I yelled.
“Allison! Please, calm down. Everything will be alright!,” he said.
“But....what if.....what if I don't like being a vampire?” I asked.
“Hey, I don't like it very much, but I'll be there with you,” he smiled.
“What if....I don't like being or I'm not a very good queen?” I wondered.
“Well, I promise that I'll help you through it, okay?” he said, stroking my hair.
“....Okay,” I said.
I looked at my watch.
“OH MY GOSH!!!!” I yelled.
“What?!” Blake said, worried.
“I have to get home!” I yelled. “I didn't realize it was this late!” I yelled.
“I can help with that,” he said.
“Huh?” I said as he picked me up bridal style.
He started running really fast. We were at my house standing outside of my front door in five seconds.
“How did you....oh yeah, you're a vampire. I kind of....forgot,” I said.
“Forgot? But we just had a whole conversation about vampire stuff,” he said.
“Yeah, but I kind of got distracted,” I said.
“By what?” he wondered.
“Ummmmmmm...well you were....I....then you...my hair...and you...talk....comforting....I...I give up!” I blushed.
“Good night, Allison,” he said. Then he gave me a peck on the cheek. “See you at school tomorrow.”
“....Okay....bye,” I said.
What....what just happened? D-Did he just kiss me...even just on the cheek? I-I didn't think....he liked me....that way. But....why else would he kiss me...(even just a peck on the cheek)?
I walked inside the house.
“Allison Leigh Rayburn! Where have you been all night?!?!” yelled my mom.
“O-On a date?” I replied, nervously.
“A date?! Without even asking or telling me?! You could have at least left a note!” she yelled.
“I-I'm so sorry mom, I kind of forgot. It won't happen again, I promise,” I said.
“Okay, I'll let it slide this one time,” she said. “Who was your date with?” she asked.
“Oh, um....well his name is Blake Sanchez,” I replied.
“B-B-Blake S-S-Sanchez?!?!” she exclaimed.
“Uh, yeah, is that bad?” I wondered.
“Bad? NO! That's wonderful! The Sanchez family is really rich!” she exclaimed.
“B-B-Blake? R-R-Rich?!” I yelled.
“Look, Allison, I'm telling you the truth,” Blake told me.
“But-” I started to say.
“But what?” he wondered.
“But....I can't be a vampire queen. I mean, I do believe that you're a vampire, but.....I can't be....can I?” I replied.
“Yes, actually you can,” he said.
“I can not, I am not, and I will not!” I yelled.
“Allison! Please, calm down. Everything will be alright!,” he said.
“But....what if.....what if I don't like being a vampire?” I asked.
“Hey, I don't like it very much, but I'll be there with you,” he smiled.
“What if....I don't like being or I'm not a very good queen?” I wondered.
“Well, I promise that I'll help you through it, okay?” he said, stroking my hair.
“....Okay,” I said.
I looked at my watch.
“OH MY GOSH!!!!” I yelled.
“What?!” Blake said, worried.
“I have to get home!” I yelled. “I didn't realize it was this late!” I yelled.
“I can help with that,” he said.
“Huh?” I said as he picked me up bridal style.
He started running really fast. We were at my house standing outside of my front door in five seconds.
“How did you....oh yeah, you're a vampire. I kind of....forgot,” I said.
“Forgot? But we just had a whole conversation about vampire stuff,” he said.
“Yeah, but I kind of got distracted,” I said.
“By what?” he wondered.
“Ummmmmmm...well you were....I....then you...my hair...and you...talk....comforting....I...I give up!” I blushed.
“Good night, Allison,” he said. Then he gave me a peck on the cheek. “See you at school tomorrow.”
“....Okay....bye,” I said.
What....what just happened? D-Did he just kiss me...even just on the cheek? I-I didn't think....he liked me....that way. But....why else would he kiss me...(even just a peck on the cheek)?
I walked inside the house.
“Allison Leigh Rayburn! Where have you been all night?!?!” yelled my mom.
“O-On a date?” I replied, nervously.
“A date?! Without even asking or telling me?! You could have at least left a note!” she yelled.
“I-I'm so sorry mom, I kind of forgot. It won't happen again, I promise,” I said.
“Okay, I'll let it slide this one time,” she said. “Who was your date with?” she asked.
“Oh, um....well his name is Blake Sanchez,” I replied.
“B-B-Blake S-S-Sanchez?!?!” she exclaimed.
“Uh, yeah, is that bad?” I wondered.
“Bad? NO! That's wonderful! The Sanchez family is really rich!” she exclaimed.
“B-B-Blake? R-R-Rich?!” I yelled.
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