June 12th, 1800
I went to see Mrs. Pearl earlier today. After all of these years thinking that she was going to get me closer to my mother, and she still does not want to. She is afraid of how my mother is going to react when she finds out that Mrs. Pearl knew where I was without telling her. I guess I understand. I don't want to get Mrs. Pearl into trouble. She has, in many ways, become like a mother to me. And I know this whole situation puts her in a real dangerous position. Especially since her daughter, Anna, was the one to change me.
Anna and I have been my best friend now for about 300 years now, 287 to be exact. She had changed me in 1513, on my 21st birthday. Mrs. Pearl was not happy about it at first, actually thought of killing me afterwards. But then she realized how dangerous that would be to Anna and her, so she took me under wing. It was hard at first, trying to adjust myself to the change. My body and personality was so different, and I was hungry all the time. I had killed a few people for the first couple of years unintentionally. After that, I began learning how to control myself. I began adding animal blood in, and try to only drink human blood when I absolutely needed it. That first decade though was the hardest. Believe me, living forever like this is not a life for anyone.
Well, I have better go. Anna will be here soon, and I have to get ready to go out. Hey, it is my birthday anyway! We are supposed to be going to a ball. Rumor has it that He will be there. I really hope He is. Neither Pearl nor Anna like me talking to him, but I kind of have the feeling in the pit of my stomach that He will help me find my mother faster that Mrs. Pearl will.
"Hey! Put that journal down and let's get you ready! Mom wants us to not be late this time, and she wants us to actually look like we belong!" Anna said as she came in the room, not even bothering to look up. She knows that my journal is my life.
"Why, didn't we look like we did before hand? What's in the bags?" I asked as she put down all of her stuff at the table. She looked around my tiny cottage and gave a look. "And don't start on my house, my love. Or I might have to kill you. I am already stressed out enough as it is!"
"Ok than! Sorry, let's just get through this night. Get your dress. We are going to have a good time! Just…think of it as your birthday party! Everyone there is there for your big 21st!" She laughed in the most caring and sarcastic tone ever.
"I wish to take my time getting ready, if you don't mind. I want to look the upmost presentable for mother and everyone at the ball." I said as I went to fetch my dress.
"Whatever you wish, Mrs. Petrova. Or should I say Mrs. Peirce?" She asked with a smirk on her face. Before I could even think, I swung around and had Anna pinned up on the wall. I looked her dead in the eyes with the fiercest eyes I could give at the time being.
"Do NOT call me either of them at the ball tonight. Just call me by my first name, Anna. I don't know how many people know my mother, and I don't want word getting back to her quiet yet. You know that will be all kinds of trouble for both you and your mother. So just stop now while you ahead, do you hear me?" I whispered, even though I know we were alone. She shook her head and I released her. She dropped to the floor to catch her breath for a moment. "I'm sorry…" I apologized as tears came to my eyes. I have never done that to her before.
"It's ok. I was not really thinking that clearly. I deserved that. I just don't get it sometimes. You want to know who your mother is yet you will not tell people who you really are. I am sorry; I didn't mean to push any buttons. But it's over and done with, so let's get ready for this. Oh, also mom said to wear you necklase. Gilbert is supposed to be there, and he's bringing some men to search. She wants no accidents as she's trying to get on his good side." With that said we got ready for the most part in silence.