~Alec~

Well, this week was no better than the last. Why? Let's see, Richard and Daniel is hogging all the blood for themselves. Jemma, for some odd reason isn't acting like a newborn at all (this is also making Aro really curious to find out what her power is), so instead of drinking blood until she bursts, she decided that it's best to start flirting with me. I hate it when people flirt with me. There is nothing on this planet that I hate more. Oh, what else happened this week? Annika and Daniel are practically best friends now. Yeah, I'm not too excited about that. They were so annoying. Don't you just wish you had the same week I did? Want to trade?

Annika stopped making her visits to my room everyday. I would have never thought I would miss that. She seemed happier…well, more than usual. No more pranks, no more insults, and no more visits. This sounds weird, but I really want to be insulted right now. Now that Annika wasn't causing chaos anymore, everyone else seemed more at ease. All thanks to stupid Daniel.

Now there was someone I truly hated. I don't know why either. I avoided him when he wasn't inhaling as much blood as he could get his hands on. He seemed very keen to become friends with everyone. Daniel has made an almost success with that. He's friends with everyone but me. And Jane, but Jane doesn't really count because it's next to impossible to become her friend. I would know.

I was so bored all the time without Annika. I don't think I have ever been as bored as I am now. The only time I left my room was to feed on humans that were left behind by Daniel and Richard. Actually, I think drinking blood is the only thing we know about Richard. And he's very sexual. What an exciting guy, huh?

There really was no need for me to leave my room. Annika is entertained by Daniel, Jane entertains herself, Aro never needs my help; he just asks Jane when he needs something, and I don't want to talk to anyone else. I feel very antisocial at the moment, in case you didn't notice.

There was always the possibility of hanging out with Jemma. But I don't want to sit through a lecture (that goes on for hours) about how eating humans is wrong and then withstand another few hours of flirting. It makes me want to kill myself just thinking about it.

And on top of all this, everyone has seemed to completely forget that the Romanian coven will be coming any day with an army of who knows what and of a variable number. It's times like these that it seems like Jane and I are the only ones with common sense. I'm sure you've all been wondering where Jane has disappeared to and the answer to that is, in the basement practicing her fighting skills. She takes things very seriously. So, when the Romanians really do come, Jane and I will be the only ones fighting while everybody else is having a jolly good time. I wouldn't be surprised if Aro hosted a tea party, or rather a blood party sometime soon.

And now I'm ranting on about nothing. I need someone to vent on.

"Alec! Where did you go?" That was Jemma.

It sounded like she was trying to imitate Annika's happy mood and failing horribly. Yeah, because acting like Annika will make me want to go out with you. No, it will only make me want to rip your limbs off. And set fire to them. Just adding that as an after thought.

Jemma threw open the door. Didn't anyone ever knock anymore? I remained motionless and looking not amused, with my head resting in my hand and my elbow resting on my desk. However, she still welcomed herself in and sat down on my bed. In the same spot Annika always sat when she was mad at me. It looked unreal that Jemma was the one sitting in Annika's "angry spot". It looked even more surreal that instead of a scowl, Jemma had smile on her face. That spot was not for smiling on.

"That's Annika's spot," I said more to myself than Jemma.

She looked confused and her smile was gone.

"Her spot?" She didn't look so perky anymore.

"Mmhm, that's where she would sit for hours and throw insults at me with probably the scariest looking scowl on her face the world has ever known," I said.

Ah, the good old days. The good old days that ended a week ago. The days where I had Annika's undivided attention even if she was only there insult me. I liked those days better than these days. These days were filled with boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom, Jemma, boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom, angst, and guess what, more boredom.

Jemma's "outraged" face was gone when she heard that the only reason Annika sat there was to make me feel miserable. Well, now I feel even more miserable without Annika to ruin my life.

"It doesn't sound like she was never very nice to you," she said, trying to sound sincere.

"Nope," I said, popping the 'p'. "And that's the way I liked it. It would be too weird if Annika ever tried to be nice to me."

"If you were best friends, would she still be rude to you?" Ooh, twenty questions. I loath that game. I seem to hate a lot of things, don't I?

"Yup, even if we were friends," I said.

Jemma stared at me for moment. It didn't look like she believed that.

"But Annika and Daniel are inseparable," she pursed her lips.

"I'm not Daniel, now am I?" I smirked. Jemma was kind of slow at times.

She nodded at this. "What if she had the biggest crush ever on you? Would she still put you down?"

"Let's hope she doesn't because her insults would probably be worst if she did," I said, laughing a little at the thought.

Jemma looked down at her feet, considering my answer, before she looked up again to ask another question.

"If you were boyfriend and girlfriend, would she still do it?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah she would."

"Married?" Jemma tried again.

"Yup," I said. I was starting to get bored with this. One, I never have thought about asking Annika to marry me, and two, Anna will insult me and try to start arguments with me no matter what. She has always been like that. She likes to win.

"Soul mates?" Wait, what?

Annika as my girlfriend was so far a no. Annika as my wife was an even bigger no right now. But Annika as my soul mate is a hell no.

"Knowing her, she probably will still find a way to make me feel miserable in some way or another."

Jemma seemed happy with all my answers and that annoying smile of hers crept back onto her face. I wanted to rip her mouth off so she will never smile again. I've been having some very violent thoughts lately. Hmmm.

"You know, Alec. I would never do anything to make you miserable," she murmured.

Oh, well in that case, having you as a wife is now totally out of the question. I happened to like getting picked on. I know it's weird. But it would be even weirder if I was never insulted by Annika again.

I didn't answer Jemma and she didn't make any sign that she was going to pressure an answer out of me. She just sat there, in Annika's "angry spot", biting her lip and looking back down at her feet.

"Do you like her?" Jemma asked suddenly.

"What?" That was a much unexpected question.

Jemma was now totally facing me. "I asked if you liked Annika. Like-like her."

Wow, she was such an average twenty-first century teenager. Like like someone? Was the extra "like" necessary? Was one "like" not good enough?

"And what brought that up?" I asked.

She took a little while to answer. "You always stroke her hair. Even when she pushes you away. You still come back to her just to touch her face one more time." Jemma looked a little hurt when she said this.

Yeah, I touched Annika's hair a lot but that is because it was really soft and pretty. I like her hair. But that doesn't mean I like herthat way. Actually, I don't know what I think about Annika. I never said I considered her as an "enemy", a friend, a best friend, or something more. She was and always will be just Annika. She doesn't have a category that she could fit into. She fits in her own category. The "Annika category".

"I know I do that. Doesn't mean I like her that way, though," I said and once again, Jemma looked happy.

I didn't like how those words sounded out loud. And I really want Jemma to go away. I need my "emo" time. Jemma wasn't going to leave me alone any time soon. She got up to stand behind me and looked over my shoulder at the notebook I was writing in. I write my troubles in a notebook when I can't find someone to vent on. Quickly, I closed the book before Jemma could see what I had written. I just wrote some things in that little book that I wouldn't even repeat inside my own mind.

"What were you writing?" Jemma asked.

"Just some thoughts," I responded and put the notebook into a drawer of the desk.

"What kind of thoughts?" She rested her hands on the back of my chair and leaned forward.

"None of your business thoughts," I snapped a little too harshly.

She jumped back slightly but appeared unfazed. Jemma moved back to her original spot and replaced her hands where they were before. Her fingers were almost touching the back of my neck. I leaned forward more so my stomach was pressing against the desk, as far away more her fingers as possible. I didn't let just anyone touch me. I squeezed out of the chair and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Jemma asked with curiosity mixed in with her voice.

"Somewhere. I don't know where. Just somewhere where there are other people," I told her.

"No, stay," She pleaded and grabbed onto the back of my shirt pulling me back a little.

"Why?" I asked. I was started to get frustrated with her.

She turned me around so I was facing her. Jemma was much, much to close.

"I like talking to you," she whispered. I could feel her breath on my face.

"Fine," I muttered and pulled away. I sat down on my bed away from her but sadly, she followed. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know. I'll tell you why I can resist blood so easily!" She perked up.

Oh, this should be good.

"Fine," I said again.

Jemma sat down next to me on the bed on Annika's "I'm frustrated and lonely" spot. Annika only sat in four areas in my room. Two were on the bed, one was my spinning desk chair (her "I'm super happy today" spot), and the last one was on the floor by my armchair where my feet usually rest and she lays her head in my lap. That's her "loving and caring" spot.

Once again, Jemma was much too close to me. Her were legs brushing against mine. She was smiling up at me again too. I, however, did not return the smile. Instead I gave her look that said "Hurry up and tell me already".

"I can persuade people to do anything I want! Even myself! If I don't want to drink human blood, I naturally persuade myself not to! It's perfect because drinking blood is wrong. I don't know why you guys think it's alright to…"

I blocked her out. That was an interesting power. It could become very useful too. She could just persuade the enemies to leave. If she really was telling the truth about her power. I couldn't tell if she was lying or not because she was mocking Annika's happy mood again. I think she's convinced that it makes her more attractive or something. Someone needs to tell her that it isn't working.

"…and if drinking animal's blood is a possibility then why the hell would vampires even think f hurting poor innocent humans. If you really think about—."

"Stop for a moment. How do you know that is your power?" I cut her off from one of her many rants about eating humans. She now hunts for animals instead of joining the rest of us for feeding time.

"Oh, because I tested it. I told Felix to wear some of Heidi's underwear and at first he didn't do it. But when I thought really hard and told him to do it again, my voice sounded all dreamy and he did it! Felix was walking around in Heidi's underwear! The really sparkly kind!" Jemma smiled as if she just made world peace.

Oh, that's just great. Jemma went back to her rant about humans and animals. One, that power could be very important if the Volturi want to protect their status as the royal family of vampires. Two, which also means she could make me do stupid things. The latter of the two, I wasn't so excited about.

I was able to shake of Jemma after hours of her ranting, what did I tell you? But now, I was witnessing one of the many Daniel and Annika moments. They were playing Candy Land (Annika's favorite game. I know, she has weird tastes) on the floor of Annika's bedroom. Both of them were so kind and allowed me to watch. Not join in, just watch. I thought this would be able to help me get over my everlasting boredom but no. I thought being in the same room as Annika (which also gives her the chance to insult me. See? Everybody wins that way) would make me happier but no. It has made me more bored, if that was possible, and even more stressed. If that was possible.

To make things worst, Daniel and Annika were having fun. And laughing. I sound so pessimistic when I say I didn't like it at all. Correction, I didn't like Daniel at all. It still makes me sound negative but it's closer to the truth.

Annika stood up. "Sorry, but I have to leave," she said. She wasn't smiling anymore. In fact, she looked rather grim when she said that.

And with that she skipped out the door as if she was a little school girl. That left me alone with Daniel, who was cleaning up the game and putting it back into Annika's chest of games. She had a lot of games, let me tell you. Anna was a game junkie.

Daniel wiped his hands together and nodded politely to me.

"I haven't really talked to you much yet," Daniel said while staring at the doorway Annika left through. "She's adorable," he chuckled and jerked his thumb towards the door.

Never in all the years Annika has been here has someone said she was adorable. Cute, yes. Childish, yes, that too. But adorable? That's pushing it a little.

"Yeah, I guess," I responded.

"She reminds me of a girl that I grew up with," Daniel smiled to himself, relishing in his human memories.

"Really?" I said, pretending to sound like I was interested.

"Yup. That same girl was my first kiss too," he said. "Have you kissed a girl yet?"

"Yeah, about three hundred years ago. Her name was Fiona," I said. I honestly didn't like where this conversation.

"Mines name was Miranda," he responded. "That was about three years ago," he added with a small laugh.

I smiled a little at his remark. Okay, so he wasn't as bad as I thought. But I still thought he was really annoying.

A/N: Wow, this is the longest chapter so far. And I lied, this chapter is my favorite. I made it have a "love square" because a triangle just isn't good enough for me. :) Happy 2010! I hope it's going to be a great year for all of you! What are your New Years Resolutions?

Thanks again if you already reviewed and thank you for reading! I might update one more (or a few more ;D) before January 4th.

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