Entry 3:
It's never been hard for me to control myself at school. I've been going to an all human school my whole life. I've gotten a couple of letters for me to go to Pandora Academy, but I didn't want to go yet. Why? It's because there aren't a lot of Daywalkers like me. Sure, are a couple of them, but there's not a whole lot. Both of my sisters went to an all human school, and then went to Pandora and they turned out just fine. The decision is hard, but I'll figure out something.
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When we arrived home, we sat outside for a couple of seconds. Then Mum opened the door, "This is where you two were?" she asked. My dad looked up at her and smiled, "Yup, we ran around a bit, leaving our scent," he said. She bit her lip, her canines showing their sharp points, "Alright. Whatever you say," she said, walking into the house. "Why does she always get worried if I'm out too late?" I asked. I knew the answer, but I wanted to be sure.
I've asked this question a number of times when I was younger, yet no one gave me a clear answer. It was always, "You'll understand when you're older." I looked at my dad. He was quiet for a little bit, but looked at me, "She's worried you'll be taken away from her. As in, someone will steal your heart and you'll never come back home," he said. "Dad, that's ridiculous, I'll come back home. Besides no one, really likes me, except for a couple of friends at school, but that's a whole new other type of 'liking', " I said.
Dad just laughed, "Well, it took your sisters to come back, a very long time. We just don't want to wait for you, like we do with them, is all," he said. I nodded, "Alright, alright. Let's go in now. I still have school tomorrow," I said, walking in. Dad followed, and locked the door. I went upstairs first, and went straight to my room, falling asleep immediately after I got on my bed.
The next morning I was the first one awake. It was only natural, I was the only one that had somewhere to go. I left, being as quiet as possible. At school, I sat in the food court, drinking a small coffee. I sniffed, and I could smell a pureblood, really close. When I looked up I saw a familiar person. "I didn't know you go to this school," he said. "That's what I should be saying, Zavier," I said.
He smirked, "That's just the thing. I start today," he said. "Why?" I asked. "To get even more used to... regular people... Let's make a deal," he said. I looked at him warily, "What kind of deal?" I asked. "You help me out with regular people, and I help you out," he said. I stared at him blankly, "Huh?" I asked.
"I'll help you out, if you help me. Just help me get used to regular people, and I'll do something for you," he said simply. I considered it, "... I have nothing to lose, so fine," I said. "That's great, because starting today, I'll be in all your classes," he said smirking widely. "How did you even manage to do that?" I asked. A hint of mischief was in his eyes, and he smirked again, "I have my ways, Dusk," he said.
I eyed him, "How old are you? A million years old or five?" I asked. "Not even close. My real age is 18," he said. I shook my head, "Let's just go. The bell's about to ring," I said, walking. "So this isn't like Pandora Academy?" he asked, catching up to me easily. "I don't really know... I've never been to Pandora Academy," I said.
He looked at me, puzzlement clear across his face, "Really? That's... fascinating. I guess it should be like any other regular school, just training, and some night classes. And, they teach you about special missions you take," he said. "Missions?" I asked. He sighed, "You've never gone on a 'mission?' You basically beat all the paranormal guys who break the law, or have no real business being here," he said simply.
I only nodded. The bell finally rang, and whole bunch of students immediately came in the hall. People kept whispering. "This is one of the things at every school, I guess," I heard Zavier mutter.

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A Daywalker's Diary
Teen FictionDusk Sinclaire is what you may call a Halfling... Daywalker. She leads an average, Human, teenage girl life. The only paranormal beings she usually talked to were her parents and her sisters, with the exception of a few people in the Paranormal terr...