Thank you to the ones who wrote me reviews and suggested improvements I'll try hard to put them in action as quick as possible and although some will take longer than others I'll eventually will get there at the end. As I can't find a way to correct the first chapter, I'll keep on trying and would gladly accept help in telling what I should do. I hope at least this one is better and eventually I'll find someone to read my stories before putting them on, but for now…

Chapter Two

It was such a though of a moment that she didn't think of it much. Not until she got a reply: "Dear a Well Wisher, I don't want to sound rude or anything, but I just wandered if you'd care to explain yourself. I think your idea is fantastic and the kind my website not only doesn't have, but also need. I have an old diary from my vampire life, but I haven't got a clue how to present it. I would ask you if you'd want to explain yourself in a more detailed way and also help me with organising it. Yours sincerely Vampire Dark." She didn't think that her message would have been read and surely not considered helpful. How come he asked her a girl plain enough not to be picked for any projects, although she was good in English and average in everything else needed, she didn't know; and she even didn't believe in vampires, which she pointed out to this person. So she decided to write him an e-mail that she's not good enough for this job and that her belief doesn't allow her to agree with him in asking for help in organising it. To which she got a reply of his regrets of her decision and that it was unfair to ask anyone else to help, as it was her idea; and he sent her the first entry of the diary in case she changed her mind. That's how it started. She read it out of curiosity and was eager to know more, so she agreed to help over the Internet to help him, she didn't want to meet this person who had such an imaginative twist in the wrong way.

By the time she reached the door of her house it was dark and she was trying to think of a way to explain to her parents of why she practically ran home, it was easy to tell by the time it took her to get there. But when she got inside, she found a note pined to the fridge saying that her parents went to a party and would be back after midnight and that she could eat anything she wanted. She looked inside the fridge, which was, typical of her parents, left empty. She went through each kitchen cabinet and finally gave up with only finding a bar of chocolate, she bough two days ago and didn't eat it leaving for a black day.

She then wrote a note to her mum saying that there's nothing to eat and that she'd go tomorrow shopping and if her mum needs anything she has to write a note. Which was one of things that always happened to her family: parents went to work earlier than she got up and nearly always were somewhere rather than at home in the evenings. She rarely saw them at weekends and the main way of communication was by leaving notes on a fridge.

She switched on the computer and waited it to load on& She then got her e-mail box open and looked for that only message she wanted. There was quite a lot of them to go through, ones from her cousins, friends, aunts and others from producers asking her if she'd want to star in a advertisement of sports wear or some kind of bad film, where after running and killing yourself with a whole day of sports they then cut the face out and paste one of a supermodel or a film star. She finally found the one she was looking for: "Dear a Well Wisher, when will I know your name or how you look. I'm sorry to hear that you still don't believe in vampires. The next entry of my writing is in an attachment, like always. Write soon and call me just like I asked Vampire. If you wish you could sent me back the entry by normal post, to the club, look through the website, well it's a way of sending me a photograph of yourself as well if your not scared. Yours faithfully Vampire."

Susan pressed the attachment button to open it…