A Daywalker's Diary

Park

Entry 11:

 I always like going to the amusement park. I love the games, and some of the rides. Though... I hate roller coasters. I get really sick... I think it's mostly the fact that I get sick, and that I can't handle the dips, twists and turns very well. I guess that big dip is an amusement to some... haha... 

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It only took a few minutes, but I got a text from Zavier. I smiled. He really is something else... As I turned around, Bex nudged my arm yawning. I looked up to find my mom standing in front of me. "Who were you talking to?" she asked. "Her partner, Zavier Slater," I heard Nix say. "Partner? For what?" Mum asked. "Everything," Scarlett said, coming in. Why is everyone suddenly coming home? My dad appeared out of nowhere, "What's the small meeting about? And why's there a small demon fox here?" I heard him ask. 

Gosh they make my head hurt. "Dad, this isn't a meeting, everyone just got home. The little fox demon, is Bex. He was a gift," I said. He just nodded. "Is everyone done, I wanna go to bed," I said. They all nodded, and watch me go up the stairs. My life was completely normal until I met that pureblood. I sighed, and went to bed. I could still smell Zavier's scent, and I became a little uncomfortable. What is wrong with me? I rolled over, and just ignored it, beginning to fall asleep.

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All of the next day I really didn't do anything. I basically sat around all day typing on my laptop, and watching movies. It was around 6:00 pm, when the doorbell rang. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and my door opened. I saw Zavier's head peek around the corner and look at me. "You aren't ready? I texted you telling you I was on my way... I even called," he said. "What? Really?" I asked, looking at my phone. As he said, I had two messages, and a missed phone call.

"I'm sorry... I haven't been checking my phone..." I said, smiling sheepishly. He shook his head, and laughed a little, "It's fine. Get dressed. I'll wait down stairs," he said, closing the door behind him. I didn't waste any time. I threw on some pants, a nice shirt, and slipped on my shoes. I grabbed my leather jacket, keys, wallet, and went downstairs.  I saw Xavier sitting on the couch, talking to Mum. I stood by the end of the couch, waiting for them to finish. 

"Ah... seems like my daughter's ready for your... 'date'. Please say hello to your mother for me," she said, winking at him. Did she just say "date"?? And how does she know Zavier's mother? He nodded, "Sure thing, Mrs. Sinclaire." She laughed, "Please. Call me Melody," she said happily. He nodded again, "When shall I bring Dusk back?" he asked. Mum thought, "Hmmm... any time after the 'Witching Hour' is fine, I believe. Just contact me before you two leave. Have fun," she said, closing the door behind us. "Witching Hour?" he asked, smirking a little.

"Obviously Mum knows when the best time to come home is. Witching Hour is the best time for us to have fun," I said. "Wait 'til Hallow's Eve on the Witching Hour. You'll get a kick out of that," he said, walking ahead. I caught up, "Really? I've never been to the Royal family's grand party," I said. Every year, on the night before Halloween, they have a grand party. It's basically like how the Ball was, but they go all out. Halloween is like a second "New Years" to the Paranormal beings. It celebrates all of our accomplishments, and accomplishments of our ancestors. Some say, you can even see some of your ancestors' past selves. It's pretty cool, well from what I've heard.

"You really have never gone to the Hallow's Eve party?" he asked. "I did once, when they did a Masquerde theme for it. It was when I was young, though," I said. He nodded. We really hadn't walked far. We went past the woods area, and came upon a car. "Who's car is this?" I asked, staring at the beauty. "It's mine," he said. I marveled at it. "How do you have a car like this??" I asked. I stared at the sleek black paint, and at the luxurious interior design. "That's for me to know, and you... to possibly find out," he said, "Now wipe the drool off your mouth, and get in."