It is now August 9th, the Sunday before school starts. And we're going to be Seniors.

Jen and Jay went back to Texas with their families, with a promise to visit again soon. That was a very tearful goodbye. Of course, we had lots of fun. Jensen kept bugging me about driving the Impala again. And so finally I caved, since he had drove it for so long.

They also trained with me, and they were thoroughly impressed with my weaponry and combat skills. My friends absolutely loved them. Care even had a crush on Jensen, which wasn't a surprise. Bonnie had a crush on Jared. I thought it was cute, except the fact that their egos were big enough.

Since it is Sunday and Charlie is off work, I'm spending all day with only him. We're watching The Walking Dead tonight. We're rewatching seasons 1-5, since season 6 starts in October.

Recently, I learned that another one of my other godfather's is going to be in it at the end and in season 7. I can't wait to see what happens then. Robert has contacted us and tells us everything. Except how it is going to play out. Which I don't mind.

In other news, I've been back to the Boarding House, Damon and Stefan had both agreed to behave. I'm going to be picking up Stefan in the morning for school. The girls, especially Caroline are going to flip. I'm actually excited for this school year.

Anyway, dad and I are currently eating lunch together. We settled for club sandwiches and some peach cobbler. Every Sunday for dinner, especially during TWD season, we make homemade spaghetti and bread sticks, made from generations of the Swan family recipe. It's so good.

After eating lunch and cleaning the kitchen, we got settled in the living room. Dad got season 1 out and put the first disc in. Gosh Andy and Jon are such great actors. I use to go behind the scenes with them and they'd tell me about their lives at home. Chandler Riggs is a good kid. He could literally pass as Andy's son. Or even Norman's, with the long hair and blue eyes.

Speaking of Norman, he was the one who actually got me into riding motorcycles. He took me on the bike he used in the show a lot. We always had a blast. He's always been my favorite on TWD. Hence, my crossbow. Don't tell Andy or the others.

Oh damn, Rick just got hit by the shovel. That's gotta hurt.

See, I always wondered why they never showed what happened to Duane. I mean, Morgan talked about it in season 3 during his whole CLEAR phase. I guess it was to traumatic to imagine. Maybe I can ask Robby.

You know, I've asked Robert if I could be an extra on The Walking Dead, as a walker. And you know what he tells me?

"Well, Bella. The only reason I can't do that is because since you are important to all of the TWD family. None of them would want to fake kill you. So then, all the characters would die, and the show would have been finished."

Crazy right? I then resorted to asking Scott Gimple, and he wouldn't let me either. For the same exact reason. However, they both compromised with me and I was put into Walker make-up. Taught how to snarl and growl. Then they did a private segment, recorded it. And now, every single one of us has a copy. I was satisfied with that.

Shit, my phone's vibrating, hold on.

"Hello J.D."

"Hey, baby girl. How's my favorite goddaughter?" asked Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

"Well J.D, I'm doing great. Just watching The Walking Dead with Dad. And I am your only goddaughter." I answered.

"Oh yeah? Did Kirkman tell you the good news?"

"Yes, he told me. I can't wait to see you on TV again. It hasn't been the same without John Winchester."

"You got that right, baby girl. But don't tell Jensen that, you'll break his heart."

"Trust me, I know. Anyway. I have to go. O gotta get ready for bed so I can go to school in the morning."

"Alright, Bella. Tell your old man I said hi. Love ya, and good night."

"Will do. I love you, too. Good night."

We hung up and I told Charlie what he said. Time to go take a shower and get to bed. So I went to the bathroom, did my business, dried off, wrapped a towel around my body and another on my head.

Walking back into my to, I see Damon as a crow on my balcony, again. So I open the window and let him in.

"Hey Day." I greeted.

"Hey principessa. I figured I'd come over and see you before you went to bed."

"Well, of you want. You can help me pick out an outfit for school. I plan on looking and going in hot. I want to embarrass Stefan."

So we both went through my closet and of course, Damon chose a white tank with BITE ME written on it inside a mouth with blood dripping. For pants, he chose black ripped skinny jeans. My black riding boots. a white studded belt. And he even picked out my bra and panties, black lace.

"There you go. Now for makeup, all you'll need is a little eyeliner, white eyeshadow, and blood red lipstick. You'll be the hottest chick in Virgina." he smirked. I laughed.

I had to admit, Damon has style. I guess I'll be taking my Ninja in the morning.

"Thanks, Damon. Might want to let Stef know to bring his helmet. I don't have an extra yet. And I'm going to borrow one of your leather jackets when I get there. That one black one would go great with this outfit."

"You got it bellissima. Well, my work here is done, you're all set. Now go to bed. Love you, good night."

I hugged him and kissed his cheek and said, "Good night, Day. I love you, too."

He walked to the window, got on the balcony, transformed and flew away.

I put my outfit on the door knob, turned off the light, and went to bed. I can't wait until tomorrow.

I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, TVD, SUPERNATURAL OR THE WALKING DEAD