Part Thirteen:

I was known as a goody girl. By first glance, anybody would figure I was everything BUT good. You know, with my gothic look and all, they figured I was just some troublemaking teenager. In reality, I was more goody good than troublemaker. In fact, the only time I got in trouble that involved the police was when I was accused of theivery.

Of course the other person was lying. Why would I steal a book, for crying out loud? It was in middle school, just after I had decided to start talking again. Actually, what happened was that I FOUND the book that Ruth lost. She accused that I stole it from her backpack. How ridiculous that is. Ruth had this 80 dollar book named whats-it (I don't remember). She naturally lost it, dropped it, or something. I found it on the ground in a classroom.

So, being the good hearted person out of all this mess, I returned it to the school library. Turns out, it didn't belong to the school library, it belonged to the city library. Now, if I was older, I would have checked for that first, but seeing as I was only 13 or 14 that didn't happen. Someone had spotted me with it and told Rich Ruth Berg. She alerted the police and they dropped by to say hello. Other than that, I'd never been accused of anything remotely bad.

Which got me wondering, why exactly was I stabbed? I didn't do anything to anybody except get "abducted" by vampires. And in that case, I should be the one who is angry! Wait, I AM angry. Well, slightly. At this point, I was sitting by the window in the room now dubbed mInE. You MUST be wondering why I would be so angry about this! Oh, please let me explain:

1. This makes me a resident of this house unwillingly.

2. There is only an outside lock on the door.

3. That lock happens to be locked.

4. I'M LOCKED IN!

I've been locked in this room for forever, actually. Sure, I had no stab wound, which led me to believe that either vampires ARE real and can heal or I have a fast healing reflex. The second one seems just as dumb as the first, so I choose to believe that I'm just going insane! Now, this may make NO sense to those non-cutters out there, but let's have a small intervention. At this point, I have this aching to just...just feel the flesh be seperated; particle by particle.

It's like smoking, actually. Addictive. But I've changed that. I'm not going back to that. I swear...I hope. Anyways, at this point, I had my forhead pressed against the cool glass of my bar-covered, go figure, window. The warmth of my body sent a white fog over the window where my head rested. Everytime I exhaled, a small mist of fog appeared in a circle of the window. Occasionally, I lifted my finger and drew something into the mist before it faded into nothing.

Suddenly, I heard the lock of my door click. My head snapped to attention towards the door. I was absolutely prepared to snap the most poisonous words I could come up with to Daviel. The stupid moron just locked me up in the room, having me question whether or not I even got stabbed. But instead of Daviel walking into the room, Jestin did. Eh, who cares about HER. I glared at her and then turned and thudded my head against the window.

"Ivy,"Jestin said slowly,"Let's go for a bit." I looked at her with suspicious thoughts. "There are many things go could stand for. There could be go as in go go, or to leave the area I am within. That could lead to a variety of places. Such as another room, outside, a place outside, a car, another building, a room not far from outside, heaven, hell even, and even...,"I started my dull lecture, but Jestin grabbed my arm and started dragging me outside the room.

"Oh, so NOW we're letting sleeping beauty...well, if you want to call it that...out of the room from the top of the tower,"I snapped sarcastically,"Did the dragons finally feel sorry about such neglect and dullness they placed on poor little Ivy?" Jestin laughed before she could stop herself and then said,"It has to do with your stabbing incident." I stopped being sarcastic and started paying attention.

"My incident? So I didn't imagine it? What took you so long to tell me I'm not crazy,"I asked furiously. It would be so much better if I were talking to Daviel instead of Jestin. I wouldn't feel so guilty about yelling at him. First, he's taller. Second, he's stronger. Third, he's a male moron. It would be a lot more interesting yelling at him. But instead, I was stuck with the weak Jestin vampire. If she IS a so-called "vampire".

Can't believe EVERYTHING you see.

"No, you didn't imagine it, but we're going to take you to someone to figure everything out,"Jestin stated timidly. She was now leading me downstairs. "We? Who is 'we',"I asked in distaste. Just as I said that, Daviel appeared at the bottom of the stairs looking harrassed to the max. I glared at him even more ferociously then I had Jestin. "What is taking so long, Jestin,"he snapped, glaring at me with just as much venom as myself.

Jestin looked concerned as she said,"Ivy was just wondering a couple of-" But Daviel interupted,"She doesn't need to wonder anything. I said she's coming with us, so she's coming with us. NO questions asked." I started to retort to this statement with much rage behind my words, but Jestin shoved her hand in my face. This happened to distract me, seeing as she had a messy way of closing my mouth. More like trying to close my whole face; eyes, nose, mouth, and all.

I face had been shoved to the side as Jestin said quickly,"Well, we're ready. Let's go." Then, before I could add anything, Jestin grabbed my arm and led me in front of both her and Daviel. Yet, I looked behind me and glared at Daviel. Just as Jestin looked away, Daviel raised his hand to rub his head. Then he flipped me off with an evil grin. I stuck out my tongue in defiance and THIS one Jestin DID see. Jestin shoved me into the back of her car muttering,"Trying to kill yourself already."

After a moment of being in the car alone, I started tapping my fingers. I could hear Jestin and Daviel's arguement over who gets to drive. Then I realized I'd be stuck in a car with Daviel. So I yelled for them to hear,"I don't want the male moron to drive. He'll wreck the car on purpose so that I'd die while you two live in happiness." Daviel banged his fist on the roof of the car and yelled,"Shut up or I'll do just that!" I smiled in small victory.

After a moment, Daviel was in the drivers seat and Jestin sat in the passenger seat. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Then an sat back in the seat with attitude. "Great, now I'm DEFINITLY going to die,"I replied sarcastically. Daviel started the car and glared at me through the mirror. "AHA, you're no vampire,"I said evily,"You have a REFLECTION!" Daviel glanced at Jestin and they both snorted out laughter. I took it as an insult.

"Why wouldn't we have a reflection,"Daviel asked pointedly,"We're solid objects." "Well...well I wouldn't know,"I said in defeat. Anyways, we were in the car, driving along for an hour when I suddenly got annoyed. "Where are we GOING,"I snapped impatiently. "Just to visit someone,"Jestin stated dully, staring out the window with boredom. I watched as other cars drove by, mentally claiming them for myself. Well, mentally for a reason.

It was a game Oak and I had made up long ago. We got so bored in the car, we would start claiming cars that we saw. That was the rule, we had to claim a car as we SAW it. Not after we saw it, not before we saw it, WHEN we saw it. Usually, Oak would beat me at this. He'd always get the best cars. There was the time when we could trade cars. Usually, it went like this. You'd see a car you like. So as fast as you could, you'd say,"Red one MINE!" But if it turned out ugly, you'd say,"Nevermind."

Once, my parents tried to play it, but this was Oak and my game. Nobody else's. So we started going overkill and saying we claimed airplanes and ect. I won that one, me being the smartest. I said I claimed the satelites, electricity, food, water, and the oil companies in the world. I go for the big stuff! Yeah...yeah, that was fun, I guess. Automatically, I stopped claiming cars in my head. None were better than that one car Oak and I had been to awed to claim at the time.

We agreed to keep it as the top most BEST car in the world. And I don't even remember what kind it was.

Suddenly, the cars disappeared as we turned into a more deserted road. I glanced at Daviel to see if he was lost, but he seemed to know where he was going. Jestin started this nervous tapping on the armrest next to her seat. I glared at her hand that was making me nervous. Then Jestin smiled in relief out the window. I looked over curiously to see a rather large building that was covered in vines and other plants. Even though it was big, the trees were bigger and kept it from view.

Daviel drove the car into the driveway and parked in front of the house. Just as Jestin was getting out of the car, a woman in a red beaded dress glided through the front door of the building with a wide smile of greeting. I hesitated and didn't get out of the car. Jestin went to greet the woman while Daviel walked around the car to my door. I happened to be seated behind the passenger seat. I moved over to the area behind the drivers seat when Daviel opened my door.

He peered his head in and growled,"Quit messing around and get out!" I glared at him and opened the driver's side door. Then I got out. This left Daviel on the other side of the car, thankfully. He looked like he was going to kill me again. Or attempt to. I'm not sure anymore. I walked around the car to be grabbed by Daviel and shoved in front of the red dressed woman. "This is the one you wanted me to see,"the woman said curiously.

She had flowing red hair that went just below the waist. It was still extremely thick and wavy. Her brown eyes glittered with excitement as she shook my hand. Yet...she was a shorty. I mean, I could see clearly over her head--imagine if I were Daviel. Fee fie foe fum. Who's this midget as tall as my thumb? "Hello, you must be Ivy,"she said with welcome,"I'm Audrey Clemons." I glanced at Jestin before saying,"Hello, I guess. It's nice to know that SOMEONE isn't planning for me to--"

Daviel smacked the back of my head. "Owww,"I complained, rubbing my head and glaring at Daviel. Audrey laughed openly and linked her arm with mine gracefully. By the entering of her house, I smelled the aroma of different flowers put together. It smelled like nature...but cleaner. She led me into another room, talking on about her thoughts on flowers. All in all, Audrey loved flowers. Simple enough, yet I enjoyed listening to her lengthen everything. Reminded me of myself.

"Also, I absolutely LOVE your name,"Audrey said wistfully. Of course she would. Tree hugger. Uhum...I TAKE IT BACK. Last thing I need is for some tree hugger to hunt me down to kill me. I mean, plant lover. Whatever. I'll admit it now, I'm a meat eater. I love meat. Meat meat meat. If we weren't meant to eat meat, then there wouldn't be any meat around. Otherwise, animals are useless. Eh, well that's heartless. I mean, animals ARE useful, but I like to eat them.

Just ignore that.