The Vampire Diaries: One Direction Edition

Sleepovers and Author Craziness

Phoebe.

Harry ran his hand through his hair.

"You okay?"I asked him putting my hand in his shoulder.

"It's been over 80 years since I last saw her. I'm over it. "He said convincingly. I believed him.

I checked my watch. It's 9:05. I told Harry I should get going, but he begged me to stay the night. I called Carol on Harry's home phone handset thingy to ask if it was ok. I went to the kitchen to make the call.

"Hello?"Carol answered. I smiled.

"Hey Carol, is it okay if I spend the night over a friend's house. "I have a feeling she is raising an eyebrow.

"Name of this 'friend'?"She questioned suspiciously.

"Harry.."I started.

"Short for Harriet?"Carol asked.

"I guess.."I lied trailing off at the end.

"Sure darling."I smiled at her response.

"Thanks Carol. "I hung up the phone. Harry was 'reading' the war book in the study. Judging by the extra phone handset thingy just 1 foot away from him, I think he was listening in. I rolled my eyes at him.

"I don't even have to tell you, right?"I asked rhetorically. He nodded with a sheepish smile closing the book. Harry stood up and went to his room. After a few minutes he came back with a college sweatshirt. He tossed it to me.

"You went to college?!"I asked staring at the college logo and name.

"Yup. "He said popping the p. "Class of 1905-1905. I didn't finish. "I laughed at Harry.

"Really Harry?"I said in between fits of laughter. Harry glared at me.

"Shuttup and put on the sweatshirt. "I went to the bathroom to change.

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Author's Note: Sorry so short! It's just... I CAN'T WRITE LONG CHAPTERS! I mean, I write until my fingers ache, and it's barely a page! Grrrr.

Anyway. Pickles. Imagine Harry sitting down eating a pickle.

Sorry. Just trying to lighten the mood. Geez. I think I am too serious. *takes off serious glasses* Much better. ^.^

My mom has Wonder Woman undies. She told me of this. And she told me she still wears them.

My BFF is crazy like me. I think my craziness is a disease.

If I had a blender I would make smoothies out of my nemesis named Kimberly. Her friends call her Kim. But when I don't like someone, I call them by their government name.

My brother stabbed me with a spoon, all the forks were in the dishwasher, because I insulted his gf. She's a bitch. Excuse my French.

Giraffes are so cute! With their wittle longnecks and hoofs! I love their ears too!

Okay, I am trying to make this 2 pages, please bare with my craziness.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO [ANYONE WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS TODAY]

Sorry if you guys expect me to be 100% serious, I can't be 100% anything. I'm not even 100% sure I'm a sane person.

I stalked my crush today. His name is Jonathan. He's HAWT. (But not as cute as 1D.) Anyways, I have EVERY class with Jonathan an I kept a close, secretive eye on him. He wore plaid today.

Oh Lord this boy was trying to kill me I SWEAR! He has a gf. -.- Her name is Sydney and she's a whore. I'm not just saying that because I like Jonny, Sydney REALLY is a whore that gets around. Jonny talked to me in History, I nearly fainted. Here's our convo:

J-Jonny F-Fiona(Me)

J-Hey Fi(Eep! He called me Fi), did you write down the notes for the test?

F- Y-Y-Yeah. I-I-It's right here. *opens notebook to the page and handed it to Jonny.

J-Thanks!*flashes me a movie star smile*

*End of Convo*

Ok. I'm done wasting your time. Bye*sobs into pillow*