Author's note: Sorry that it took so long to update... I had it all written up, and I had part of it typed up, but then I got my laptop, and I haven't gotten around to it until now. I usually write down what I'm going to type, so it takes a bit longer, but thats how I roll.
I decided to go without the bold and italic, and all that stuff because it's kinda confusing, and who would wanna scroll up just so you would know who's talking, I mean, It's kinda obvious! And thank you to xBlackSoul, the only person who reviewed... this time I'll wait until I have six reviews total, so five measly reviews. They truly brighten up my day, but how would I know I've only gotten one. OH well, better lick next time... 'wink, wink' 'nudge, nudge' it's next time! now, ON TO THE STORY!
Alexander could picture Pomona in his mind. Brown with a hint of red shoulder length hair, and dark, almost black eyes. She was one of the few tan vampires, and that made her even more desirable to him. The first thing that caught his eye, even before she was changed, was her deep, dark brown eyes, that when she looked at you it was looking into your soul. He just couldn't get his mind off her. She hid her fear so well, and at one point, wasn't afraid anymore. But he couldn't imagine why she was afraid. I mean you have one little fight, and she needs to sleep with the light on. He always thought that they would end up together, but Pomona think she'll steak her. "What's she thinking? I'm a vampire, not a vampire hunter!" he said this out loud so other vampire's wouldn't read his thoughts, his thoughts about her. "And I dyed my hair purple for her! What, does she think I LIKE this color! I guess this is what you get for trying to woo a girl! (A/N Ha! He said woo!)
Pomona was back at her house, thinking about what happened between Alexander and her. She smiled and said, "His hair was purple, maybe it's not such a crazy idea after all." She began pacing around her purple filled bedroom, talking to Flip, her Siamese cat, who could talk back.
"He was flirting, right?!"
"Well, so it appears."
"Hey Flip, do you think it's crazy?"
"Ah, psh, no! Not crazy at all!" The strange thing about Flip is that she has a British accent. Pomona settled down on her purple filled bed, snuggling Flip and petting her. She soon drifted into a deep sleep
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Danger. She sensed danger. Pomona was downtown, on State Street. She slowly turned her head around to look behind her. As soon as she looked, her head jerked forward, and she started to run. Parker, the vampire who told Elodea to change her, was behind her with a black cloak, and a hood covering her lifeless eyes, gliding on the sidewalk. All the tourists backed away, and the residence kept walking like nothing was happening. Parker was now inches away. Breathing on her neck. Her teeth were about to pierce her skin. Parker's razor sharp teeth were now caressing her neck, about to go for the bite, for the kill. Pomona awoke with sweat dripping off her onto her bed causing wet blotches, she was breathing heavily. She got out of bed, slowly, feeling as if someone was watching her. Flip was on the other side of the bed, curled up. Pomona wanted to talk to her, but let her be, Flip needed her rest. It was two in the afternoon, but you wouldn't think that because of the blackout curtains.
"Arg! Who can I call? No one's up at this time of day!" To let out her frustration, she went to the bathroom and showered. Using her Violet and Sweet pea body wash to calm herself down, she thought about Alexander, and then reminded herself of the stupid fight they had ten years after her creation.
He had always been nice to her, but she never understood why, I mean a guy with that kind of respect usually wouldn't give a youngling the time of day, and that always bugged her, because she was always waiting for him to pounce, to put her in her place. And it happened, but not because of her, but because of him.
I'll tell you next chapter what happened Dun dun dun... now click the magic button and feed me! ... uh, I eat reviews and I've been starving!!!!!!! Pomona's personality, like her loving the color purple, is from me, and I would totally say what she says, she kinda looks like me too. I'll try to get a picture of her up on my profile soon. Read, Click, Review, FEED ME! In that order!
