Author's Note: Hey guys! =D I'm so sorry for not updating for so long! Please don't hate me XD
First of all, I want to thank you all for the amazing reviews I've been getting for this story =) They make me so happy, you have no idea =D
Well, during the time I didn't update anything, I got even more obsessed with TVD than I already was, and that kind of influenced on a few things here, like a few changes on the vampire species of this fic =P I'll list their characteristics below, but the changes won't make any difference in the story. None of the things I changed had been established in the story yet, I had only mentioned them in the author's notes. Well, here we go...
The vampires are a mixture of the The Vampire Diaries ones and the Twilight ones. Just like both of those, they are extremely faster and stronger than humans, but their strength depends on their age (the older the vampire is, the stronger he gets, like on TVD) and on their diet (a vampire who feeds on human blood is much stronger than a vampire who feeds on animal blood). Also depending on their diet, the color of their eyes changes (crimson red - human bood; golden - animal blood), and it also changes when they're hungry, which makes them earn a black color. Also, when they're hungry, they have a burning feeling in their throat, black veins come out on the skin under their eyes, their irises become black, the white part of their eyes becomes red and their canine teeth turn into fangs. Their face also changes when they're angry and can't control it, but it happens at will too. They don't sleep, and the sun doesn't do anything to them, just like garlic. Their weakness in an herb called vervain (the same one from TVD).
Well, I think that's it for now XD
Oh, also, I still have something to say. In a review, BellamySeddie mentioned that vampires don't have reflections, and I'd like to clear that up to everyone. As the vampires of this story are a mixture of ones from The Vampire Diaries and the ones from Twilight, and vampires have reflections in both of those, I'm keeping it that way. So here, vampires do have reflections.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly or The Vampire Diaries or Twilight.
Enjoy! =)
EDITED CHAPTER - 07/22/12
Chapter 11: E-mails & Goodbyes
Freddie's POV
Nobody had seen me coming back to the camp that night, so I wasn't surprised to see many shocked faces staring at me the next morning, mostly because they had probably thought I had died in the woods. The coordinator of the camp kept telling me that I really should be examined by a doctor because I could have hurt myself internally or something while I was out there in the forest. Seriously, that woman would get along with my mother perfectly. But after hearing me telling her that I was fine for over three hours straight, she finally got that idea out of her head.
I mean, being examined by a doctor wouldn't be a good thing for me. They'd probably send me to a hospital immediately saying that I had symptoms of, well… death.
After that, what I did in the camp was basically get away from the stupid classes and speeches about how spoons could kill you if you used them the wrong way and how pencils could make you lose a finger, and the fact that the people there were pretty slow and that I could move fast enough not to be noticed by anyone, apart from maybe a quick and light breeze, helped a lot. So while my campmates were being tortured hearing useless things I had grown up hearing, I usually spent my time using the internet, trying to keep myself updated on what was going on outside this place.
And when I logged into my e-mail for the first time after over a week, I realized that the people here in the camp weren't the only ones who had thought something had happened to me.
I realized that when I read the e-mails my mom, Carly and even Sam had sent me. I hadn't replied to their e-mails for a little over a week, so I guessed I shouldn't have been surprised by how many unread messages I had in my inbox. I had spent my last human day in the forest hiking, then three days… well, you know, transforming - just thinking of it already made me shudder - and then about five more days in the forest, away from the human world and any connection to it. Yeah, people had some reasons to worry about me.
Anyway, back to the point. The e-mails. Well, my mother's first e-mails all said pretty much the same thing.
My dear Fredbear,
Are you enjoying your time at the best camp of the world? Oh, I'm sure you're loving it! Don't forget to send me an e-mail every day telling me that you're safe and happy, or else I'll send the police to check on you, and you know that I'm not kidding!
Love,
Mommy.
Yeah, I know, if any of my friends - especially Sam - ever saw this, I'd be the joke of the century, and that's why I deleted that e-mail immediately. The others she sent me some time after the hiking trip were a bit different from that one, though.
Fredward Benson!
If you don't send me an e-mail by the end of this week, I swear I'll be there in that camp in less time than it takes for you to say 'tick bath'. I mean it!
Luckily, that e-mail had been sent less than a week ago, so I had time to reply to it, telling my mother that we had gone hiking, and the kind response I got from her wasn't exactly what I had been expecting.
Hiking? HIKING? What do you mean you went hiking with the rest of the camp? What if you got lost? What if you cut yourself in a tree and had no band-aid near you? You could lose an arm or a leg out there with no medical help nearby! When you come back I'll have a serious talk with you about not telling me where you were! I didn't hear anything from you for over a week!
After readying her reply, I sent her an e-mail explaining to her how the coordinator of the camp had brought many camp employees and more than five huge first-aid kits to make sure everyone was safe, and that she had nothing to worry about. She didn't agree completely with what I said, but at least she seemed to have calmed down a little bit, and that was already enough to make her change her mind about calling the camp coordination, which would certainly lead to her finding out that I had spent several days in the woods and that people had thought they'd never see me again.
Carly had also sent me a few e-mails, but those weren't as psychotic as my mother's.
Dear Freddie,
I know that you might hate this camp and everything related to it, but you shouldn't just stop replying to your mother like this. You know what she did to me yesterday? She barged in my apartment while I was sleeping on the couch, and then began yelling at me and telling me that it was Sam's and my fault that you weren't replying to her e-mails and that we were a bad influence on you! Please, Freddie, you're the only one that can make her calm down and not try to kill me!
Carly.
I had to admit that I felt pretty bad for Carly for having to go through that, but I knew I couldn't have done anything to avoid it.
To be honest, I was surprised when I saw that Sam had also sent me an e-mail. I mean, she had never been the one to show much affection toward anything related to me, so I was a bit surprised to read her name in my inbox, but the shock wore off as soon as I read the short message she had sent me.
Yo, dork…
So, Carly told me to send you this so… yeah. Well… how's everything going? I mean… your mother is crazier than ever, so… you should send her an e-mail, you know… yeah.
Sam.
Yeah, that surely wasn't a really deep or inspiring message, but I knew that was the best I'd probably ever get from Sam. I mean, it wasn't like she felt anything for me like I did for her. Okay, I'd better not go down that road again. I knew that she pretty much hated me and that she'd never love me but it's not like I had chosen to fall in love with her in the first place. Alright, Freddie, focus, focus…
That had been happening a lot lately. It seemed that since I turned, I missed her even more than I did before. It was just… weird. I had been trying to keep those thoughts in the back of my mind while I waited anxiously for the day I'd finally leave this camp, until the night before that day finally arrived.
It didn't seem like a normal Friday night at all, mainly because there wasn't anyone wandering through the camp after dinner, probably because everyone was busy packing up for the next day's departure.
When everyone was finally asleep, I left the camp as silently as a ghost. Mike, my roommate, couldn't even realize I was gone, because usually once he was asleep, only a nuclear explosion could get him to wake up… and someone knocking at the room door in the middle of the night, but that was not the point right now.
So while people were having dreams with the next day's trip back to wherever they had come from, I was there, escaping from the camp for some time alone. My favorite place to spend time at was the meadow, which wasn't really far away from the camp. There was a huge lake in the center of it, and the view of the surroundings was truly beautiful. It was a really good place for you to just sit down and think, simply enjoying the surroundings, which was an habit I had gained, since I didn't have much to do in the middle of the night while everyone else in the camp was asleep.
That place was exactly where I was headed to, and when I got there, I caught sight of a familiar blonde guy throwing rocks at the water as he tried to make them skip on the lake surface, but he didn't seem to be succeeding at all. I stood a few meters behind him, far enough for him not to notice me, and watched his miserably failing attempts to make the rocks skip on the water. David tried five more times, until I couldn't hold my laughter back anymore and chuckled at him, which made him suddenly turn around, startled.
"Yeah, keep laughing at me," he said, less tense now that he had realized it was just me. "This is not as easy as it seems." He tried one more time, but the rock vanished from sight as soon as it hit the water.
"And it's not as difficult as you make it seem," I told him jokingly, and after grabbing one rock from the ground, I threw it the correct way, making the rock skip four times before disappearing into the lake.
"Very funny," David said, rolling his eyes as he tried one more time, but he failed once again. "Okay, I'm not really good at this," he annouced.
"Really?" I said sarcastically as I walked up to where he was.
"So, how's your last day at the camp going?" David asked, bending forward to pick up another rock from the ground.
"Just like any other," I admitted, shrugging lightly. "The only difference is that I know that I'll leave tomorrow and that I'll never come back to this place ever again," I added, watching as David threw another rock and it skipped once on the surface.
"YES!" David punched the air in a somewhat victorious manner. He looked like a nine-year-old who had just gotten the gift he was hoping he'd get for Christmas.
I laughed lightly at him. "Well, I think I'd better go and finish packing up my stuff," I told him. I was about to begin making my way out of the meadow and back to the camp to leave the boy alone so he could keep playing with his rocks when David called after me, and I turned back around to face him.
"Hey, Benson! Don't forget that you still owe me!" he said with a small hint of smile in his voice.
"Because you helped me when I turned?" I asked, a bit taken aback.
"No, because I got Carol to stop bugging you about calling your parents about the whole 'lost in the forest' thing," he said, chuckling.
Did I forget to mention that the coordinator of the camp, Caroline, had only stopped bugging me about being examined by a doctor and calling my mother after David had a little… conversation with her? She was his grandniece, even though they lied to everyone that she was his aunt, and their family knew about David's secret. Let's just say that after that conversation she stopped bugging me and started shooting nervous glances in my direction every now and then during the camp reunions - well, during the beginning of those, because I usually sneaked out after sitting there for less than five minutes - and whenever we walked past each other in the camp.
"Oh, about that," I said "Well, what can I say? I really do owe you."
"I know," he replied, smiling.
"Bye, dude," I said.
"Bye," he replied. "See you around, I guess."
"Yeah, see ya," I replied, and as I walked away from him, I grabbed and threw one last rock in the direction of the lake, but didn't stay to watch it hit the water.
But I still was able to hear it when the rock skipped five times on the surface. "Oh, man, c'mon!" I heard David say under his breath, which made me chuckle on my way back to the camp.
Author's Note: Yay! It seems that Freddie will be home soon! I wonder what will happen when he gets there... Hehe ;)
I'm trying to go back to updating regularly like I used to do some time ago, so there should be a new chapter up soon =P (But please don't kill me if there isn't! XD)
Anyway, thank you so much for reading! =D
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