So. Writers block...? LOL. No. Im just.. Lazy<3. I've been obsessed with these stories I'm reading. So... They are (YOU SHOULD READ THEM. I<3THEM. But.. Don't forget to check my story every once in a while<3.)
The Vampires Maid-Thatwasawkward
Believe Me, I'm Lying-XxSkater2Girl16xX
Captured and Imprisoned-KimiiLurve
Is 'Different' the Only Word You People Know?-TheCynicalOne
Some People Get Cars for their birthday me.. I get Kidnapped-shortylikeme
Kidnapped by a Vampire.. Only to fall in love a few days later-dollface
I'm the only girl at an all shape shifting boarding school... Oh Ya and their all Boys-Pyro-Dragon
LOL. Long list., But.. I love them all <3. So read them pwease? owo. But.. Dont forget to check up on thsi series mkay? -Sad look-
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Nellians POV<3
I listened as he explained, not bothering to freak out like I most likely should have. What he was saying didn't make much sense. How my real and true name was Sarah Nocturna. That my true age was 15, my younger sisters name. How he was my real father.
Eventually, I just gave up interrupting him on how it wasn't possible, or how unrealistic something was.
"Sarah, are you listening?" He asked, looking at me and not at a picture in his hand.
"No. Not really," I admited. A few minutes ago I had zoned out so as to find a way to interrupt his ranting.
He sighed, and looked towards the boys. "Take her to her dormitory please," he directed ti at them.
Wait. Dorm? Did they seriously think I would be staying wherever this is? Hmm. Oh well, I guess I'll go with it for a while.
When the Jake boy offered to help me up, I accepted gratefully as my legs were sore, and numb at the same time. I followed them out of the room quietly, wishing I could have changed back into regular clothes.
We passed through corridors of medievil (Spelling?) windows and doors, but the only sounds made were our shoes on the floor and the constant whispering of the boys. Here and there I caught a few words, but never enough to clue together their sentences.
Finally, we stopped walking and entered through a door that had been locked. The whole time I walked behind them I was paranoid that someone was watching me wherever we went. I was glad when the door closed behind me, and the boys stopped walking.
I looked around the room we had stopped in. It was sort of the room you would expect to find in a mansion. Even though it had black stone walls, it still looked very high class with the mahogany floor.
The room itself was very beautiful. There was a large beige couch in one corner; with an end table at each side. A coffee table was off in front of a love seat on the opposite wall. A TV hung in front of the larger couch. Off the side of the beige couch was double doors that seemed to lead farther into the room.
The boys walked straight towards them and I had to hurry to catch up to them. I walked right through the doors to find the boys had disappeared through seperate doors, and the fact was lost on me who I was to follow. If I was supossed to follow at all.
"Shit," I murmured. I did the most logical thing next, I walked into a room where none of the boys had gone into. Fortunately, it was a bedroom. There was a note on the bed, on it was the name 'Sarah'.
