Entry 1, Date: May 6, 2012.

Dear Journal,

This is my very first entry, also my first journal. And no, it's not a diary! It's a journal. I'm not that girly, thank you very much. Ah, well, I should introduce myself, right? Well, my name is Alana Jackson. People call me either Alana, Lana, or Ala (don't ask why). I have long, curly sandy brown hair and baby blue eyes. My brother describes me as anti-social, shy, and perky, but I highly doubt that's true. He also says I have no knowledge in dating or sex life! (insert happy face) So I'm naive and innocent. That's a good thing, he says.

Although, I somehow am able to think about kissing romantically with my faceless future boyfriend-slash-husband in the sunset with candles around us in a house by the beach. (insert giggling and blushing) Weird, right? But that's not even the weird part! I'm a witch! Cool, right? Well, I certainly think so. Speaking of witches, he's not a witch, but he's probably will be mentioned sometime soon after all. The aforementioned he is Benny Weir, and he goes to my school.

He's a spell caster who's best friends with a seer(?). The seer's name doesn't matter until the moment is crucial. His grandma knows my mom, so I've met him before... but totally messed up my chance to talk to him. (insert shamed blushing) Let's not talk about it. Oh! Mom's calling me down for dinner. Talk to you later!

Sincerely,

Alana.

P.S Should I mention that I'm afraid of dogs and vampires?

Alana contently shut her book, beaming happily, before skipping downstairs to the dinner room. Only to stop short at the sight of Benny Weir, his grandma, and Benny's best friend. There was a girl with them. She had caramel skin, dark chocolate hair that was curly at the tips, and big brown eyes that could have entranced anyone. Alana suddenly felt intimidated by this new girl, and she walked in cautiously.

"Alana!" Benny's grandmother exclaimed, standing and welcoming her with a hug. "Well, you've certainly gotten taller since I last saw you. Or I've gotten shorter." They shared a short laugh before she introduced Alana to Benny's two friends. "Benny, introduce Alana to your guests! It'd be nice of you to." She gave her grandson a pointed look before going to assist Alana's mother with dinner.

"Yeah," Alana's brother, Stephen, agreed, snorting. "Alana's gonna need all the friends she needs."

"Stephen!" Alana shouted, aghast. Stephen snickered, rushing off to the kitchen. "Sorry about Stephen. He's like that... a lot."

Benny cleared his throat awkwardly, gesturing to his friends.

"Well, this is Ethan, and she's Sarah. Now let's eat!" Benny said as the food came in, plopping down on his seat. Sarah gave her an apologetic look which Alana returned with a smile. "Come on, Ethan, sit down and enjoy Mrs. Jackson's delicious food!" But Benny leaned over to Ethan and whispered something into his ear. Ethan shot Alana a wary look before whispering something into Sarah's ear that made her stare at Alana in shock.

Alana furrowed her eyebrows worriedly as she picked a roll from the basket and passed it on. She glanced at the three, and she flushed when they were staring at her. Stephen arched an eyebrow, and Alana felt cornered. Now what? Alana excused herself to the restroom, and Stephen immediately launched himself at them, glaring at the trio.

"So what are you guys hiding from Alana?" He asked straight-forwardly. Sarah looked surprised, Benny shifted anxiously, and Ethan swallowed the lump in his throat nervously. "Come on. Tell me. It's obvious to everyone including Alana herself that you guys are trying to hide something, so tell me!"

Sarah glanced at the two boys before baring her fangs slightly, and Stephen made a sound. He nodded, smirking. Sarah watched him closely, feeling odd at the pit of her stomach. She glanced at her food, and she groaned, face palming. Ethan looked at her worriedly, and Benny kept looking for Alana. Suddenly, the fledgling shot out of her seat, scrambling for the bathroom.

Alana screamed when Sarah flung the door, jumping onto the counter, and Sarah bent over the toilet, puking her guts out. Ethan quickly rushed to Sarah, rubbing her back comfortingly, while Benny asked Alana's mother what she had put inside the food. He slightly smirked when she said garlic and went on to list some of the ingredients.

Benny jumped when Alana walked in, asking what happened to Sarah. He shook his head.

"Her and a certain ingredient don't get along well," he replied.

"Oh," she paused. "Will she be alright?"

Benny nodded. She shrugged, thanking her mother for the food and skipping to her room.

Entry 2, May 6, 2012.

Dear Journal,

Guess what? Since Sarah was too sick to move, Ethan, Benny, and her are staying the night! Benny's grandma has some business to attend to (probably making some potions to help Sarah feel better), so she left them here with Benny groaning in protest, Sarah puking in the toilet, and Ethan nodding obediently. Hm... I wonder what Sarah is allergic to? Oh, well. Whatever it is, I hope she learns from this to be careful around Italian food.

But sadly, Benny and Ethan are sleeping in Stephen's room while Sarah is sleeping in mine. It's not that I don't mind, I'd rather have all of us sleeping in the living room. I don't really like people in my room unless their family and I really trust them. There's also a good thing to this! Benny and I talked for the first time since the incident, and I'll be able to see Benny in pajamas and his bed hair. (insert giggling) I can't wait for tomorrow morning!

Sarah's coming in, so I better put you away before she sees! If she lets it out, Stephen will never let me down. Anyway, goodnight!

Sincerely,

Alana.