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Illiana's POV
Entry 16
Date: 6/9/10
Time: 3.00 am
Dear diary,
Oh crap, I can't freaking believe that just happened! Oh my goddess, why? You must be wondering what am I ranting on about, especially at this hour, am I correct? Well to tell you, my dearest dairy, is that I just had a dream, no, um make it a TOTAL NIGHTMARE!
As you know, I am fond of dreaming about my possible prince charming. Somehow most of them seemed to be Logan Lerman… What? A girl can dream. Anyways, back to the topic, I had one earlier, and let's just say I am not happy with the outcome.
This is how it went:
I was in this huge meadow, and was dressed in this pretty baby blue dress with my blond curls blowing gently in the wind. Facing me was the back of a guy, his hand entwined with mine and I was being lead deeper and deeper into the golden meadow. He never made an attempt to start a conversation with me and I didn't bother to try.
Then I realized the surroundings start to fade and slowly morphed into a beach. In addition to the weird situation, I was no longer in the little blue dress instead was sporting a long white dress -a wedding dress to be precise—and in my hands was a bouquet of lilacs, My favorite.
This may sound confusing but then I was transported out of my body and was watching myself getting married. It was like watching a movie unfold in front of my very eyes.
In the scene, I was walking gracefully down the isle, towards the altar. The familiar tune was been played by no other than my four years old baby brother. That was weird. My soon-to-be husband was talking to the groomsmen (James, Galen and Delos) so I couldn't see his face. However, he does have a really nice body and rich black hair.
As soon as the music ended and my feet were on the altar, I was transported back into my body, into the scene. The groom lifted his head at my arrival and I was soon meeting the familiar sapphire orbs I loathed so.
The priest began reading the vows and when it was my turn to speak, I found myself saying 'I do.' Before I even knew it, Elliot leaned in closer… and closer… until our eyes were almost crossing…
BAM!
I woke up from the nightmare breathless, no way. Not in a million years am I ever going to marry that… that blue-eyed half vampire. NO WAY! Elliot is an ego-maniac who never fails to annoy me!
Although, he did look absolutely adorable –and gorgeous—in that black tux…WAIT, what am I thinking! Snap out of it Illiana! He is nothing but a disgusting pig. Yeah, a filthy pig, Uh-huh.
But damn, why? WHY Elliot? Why not someone like Logan Lerman?
Hmph, sometimes I really hate you universe.
But he does look like Logan Lerman. The dark hair…the blue eyes…
And you too brain. I hate you too.
Witch Child.
-O-O-O-
Elliot's POV
Entry 31
Date: 8/9/10
: 9.00a.m, my room.
Shit, I am so screwed.
Well, today (10 minutes ago) Illiana wore a dress, and to my dismay, I freaked out. Not cool. I guess Illiana is always seen around wearing long jeans or sweats, so and today when she pulled out a short dress, it caught me off guard.
Turns out, Thierry is letting Illiana to leave the mansion for the day. It was something she get to do every once a month, and since I am her new tutor, naturally, I became her bodyguard.
I woke up about 7 this morning and followed my usual routine, going to the kitchen. I don't eat human food, I just like going in there.
When I questioned Eric about this, he replied with a short, simple answer, "Illiana." Eric had the idea that because Illiana loves going to the kitchen, so automatically, my legs will guide me to the kitchen in hope of seeing Illiana.
…
What the hell?
Back to the story, I reached the kitchen and surprisingly Illiana was there. She tends to laze in bed until noon. Like I said before, she was clad in a dress and sipping a cup of white coffee. I made myself a cup of black coffee and plopped down next to her.
Illiana stared briefly at my coffee and her nose scrunched up.
I laughed at her expression. It was too cute.
"What?" She twisted her body towards my direction.
"Nothing…" I replied, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
She snorted and took a sip from her coffee.
I let my eyes wander from her platinum blond locks to her brown ballerina flats. For a small girl, a large portion it was her legs. They were crossed neatly under the island counter and the tall stool she was currently sitting on, made her legs looked longer. Not good.
It was a long time before I realized I was staring at Illiana Harman's legs. What, I am not a pervert. They are just distracting. From where I came from, California, most the girls I knew there have orange skin or naturally tan skin but Illiana has very pale skin. Her legs looked so long and smooth…
Ugh, I am sounding like a pervert.
I shifted my gaze from her legs as I tried to distract myself from her legs. The keyword is 'Tried'. Seconds later, my sapphire eyes traveled back to her legs, again.
Damn, I have to go now; Illiana's knocking on her door and yelling. It's time to go…sigh, this is going to be an awfully long day.
ERJ.
-O-O-O-
Illiana's POV
Entry 17
Date: 8/9/10
: 10.00a.m., my royal chamber
Dear dairy, I noticed something different about Elliot today.
At 6 in the morning, I was already wide awake and feeling refreshed, like I was re-born. Today was the day I am free to go out and I picked up the khaki colored tube dress I chose last night and took a bath. I loved that dress. Maggie bought it for me from Forever 21 and it reached around my mid-thigh. It has a row of khaki colored buttons in the middle and two pockets side by side at the bottom. After slipping on the dress, I tied the khaki colored ribbon around the waist and applied some eyeliner.
Satisfied, I hopped down the stairs and into the kitchen.
A few minutes later, I was joined with the spawn of evil.
I stared briefly at his coffee and my nose scrunched up.
Yuck, I hate black coffee.
Elliot burst out laughing. Grr…
"What?" I grumbled and twisted my body towards him direction.
"Nothing…" I replied, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
She snorted and took a sip from her coffee.
As soon as he noticed me, his whole body tensed up and quickly averted his eyes.
And for the next 15 minutes, Elliot kept on looking at me then away, like he was having an inner battle or something. Weirdo.
Well, I got to go now dear dairy, but I'll be back tonight. (;
Witch Child
-O—O—
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