Danielle Rodriguez is an eighteen year old girl, ready to start college with her best friend. Until one night she meets Klaus Mikaelson, a very sexy, British vampire who can't seem to get enough of her body. Young and lonely, isn't a security blanke...
So I've made it two weeks without Klaus. I'm already missing him. Last night I went on a date with that Aaron guy. We had a good time. We even kissed but I wasn't feeling it.
Ethan and I have been hanging out. Without his new girlfriend. He and I are have been good. Sometimes we have these moments we know we shouldn't have. Like when I stare at his lips. Or his bites his lip, looking ready to pin me against a wall.
But he's a friend. A good friend. And he's been there for me since the beginning. We dated. We have history and chemistry. But this time he's taken. But I know he misses me. Hell, I miss him too.
Sometimes we sit side by side and I want to cuddle him or get in his lap. But that's not allowed. It's wrong. It's inappropriate. I don't get why he's still seeing her. The two do look happy together though. So I can't complain too much.
Anyways, Aaron. Totally hot. My type looks wise. And he's nice. Maybe I'll go out with him again. Give it another try.
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Saturday, March 19th 2:00 PM
"How was the date?" Ethan asked me.
"Ehh," I mumbled, taking a bit of my bowl of froyo. "He's hot. And he's nice. And we had a good time. But it wasn't like wow. I want to see him again. Kiss didn't do it for me either."
"Kissing on the first date?" He gasped and I rolled my eyes.
"We look good together though. At least we got that compliment ten times last night. Wanna see our picture?" I asked him and he nodded.
"Sure," he shrugged. I pulled out my phone and opened to the picture of us.
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"Ah. Look at that there's more pictures of him in your phone then me," Ethan teased and I laughed.
"First off, there's a ton of pictures of us in my phone. But we never take pictures together. Our friends are creeps," I shrugged. Brooke and Dylan have always taken pictures of us not looking or minding our business.
"Come here," he said, opening the camera on my phone. I laughed and scooted close to him. We were sitting outside for once since it was getting warm out. His arm went around my shoulder and I tried to hide my face behind his hand and then I quickly snapped the picture before he was ready. "I hate you."
I giggled and took the phone. "I like it. A lot. You look good," I assured him. I looked at him smirking.
"You look good too."
"Oh, my god. Shut up," I laughed, smacking him playfully. He laughed too while I edited our picture. Settling on having it in black and white. "I'm posting it too. Froyo with my ugly duckling."
