Well, I figure people who document life changes enjoy looking back at it years ahead and since I'm going to be alive forever, might as well start now.
Life has changed...a lot. I went from team captain-sorority girl to being technically dead and very much the new girl. I'm making friends in the Altaire and everyone's been great, though my sire seems to get irritated with me a lot. I'm realizing what a whiny child I sound like at the moment and that's not me, not usually. I'm used to being much more in control of my life.
All I know is eventually, I want to be like her. She's an allurist too, and took the shifter path which is what I want to do. The illusionist part just seems...boring. She told me she turns into a fox, so if I ever do get there I hope to be something like that. So long as it's not a cat.
I'm not sure how to go about making friends outside of the family. Maybe I shouldn't bother, there are enough Altaire as is.
I wonder how Caleb is doing back in the real world, where there aren't zombies and vampires and God knows what else. I miss him, and my family, but they all assume I'm dead.
Single by default now, I guess, though so far there doesn't seem to be a whole lot to choose from here. There's Christian, he's cute but sort of too nice for my tastes, though I haven't spent much more than a half hour near him.
Then there's Roderic. He's a hottie, probably because he kind of seems unattainable. Someone mentioned he has a girlfriend but hell, there's no harm in looking, right?
Ugh, I guess I should get out of this thing and get back to killing zombies. I'm starting to get nostalgic writing in this thing anyway. I haven't journal-ed since high school.
Well well well, things got interesting last night.
I was texting Christian, the other new guy, about stuff and somehow it got around to me calling him cute and him vowing to make me 'pay' for it. Of course I couldn't resist that temptation and I teased him about it until all of a sudden he was crossing the lobby and bar at the Flats, bending me over a barstool and spanking me right there in front of a room full of people.
Everyone seemed to be preoccupied with zombies, and no one took notice which is a good thing because I only JUST talked to Phoenix the other day about not being trashy. I didn't exactly plan to do something like that in public with him but it happened, and damn if it wasn't hot. The man knows what he's doing and he didn't mind showing off a kinkier side at the least.
Afterwards I slipped an ice cube down his pants to torment him and he chased me into the elevator, and the next thing I know, we're against Freyja's front door and...yeah. Kissing happened, clothes coming off happened and we had sex right there in the damned hallway. Connie found out because I'm a terrible liar and I started asking her about pregnancy and fadebeasts and everything, unfortunately confirming these things can really happen -- like what the hell, we're vampires and supposed to be dead -- and she eventually got it out of me. She wasn't exactly happy but didn't look like she was about to chase him down with a pitchfork either.
So besides it being totally out of the blue and hot...I can't stop thinking about how it felt. Everything is so much more intense as a vampire from the physical sensation to emotional. I felt...desperate for him when he was inside me, like I would die if he moved away, and I've never felt like that before. No offense to Christian but I can't attribute that to some mad love for him because we only just met...this was purely about the sex. God, it was fantastic. I understand now why people always think of vampires so sexually.
We had another round after the first one, which was just as good, and I don't think that's going to be the last time...I might see him tonight, even.
Nothing much to report. This week has been sort of uneventful. I met a few people outside Altaire who were nice enough. No one has given me any problems so far even though I've been expecting people to just always be out to kill me.
I haven't seen Christian since the other night and I've been avoiding Freyja ever since. I'm going to have to talk to her sooner or later.
I should make a point to talk to Connie more, it feels like we haven't much this week. I'm getting better with my gun and the martial arts but I've been ignoring my sword. I should get back into it. Managed to kill a few feral with the gun Phoenix gave me. They're slippery buggers, and I don't kill every one now like I do with the zombies. It's frustrating when I don't get one.
Hopefully this next week will prove more exciting...
Constance was attacked. Apparently she was hurt pretty bad because she fed off some human. I don't get why other vampires can feed and get away with it but for us allurists it's such a big deal. I get the whole masquerade thing, really, and I've been doing my part by drinking blood bags - I haven't even tasted fresh blood yet and it's all anyone goes on about -- but that doesn't mean I understand it.
It's not fair that she got her *** kicked, brutally I guess, I haven't been in to see her because she's at Kyrian's and resting. It's not fair that everyone else can feed and we can't. It sucks, it's very don't-hate-me-cause-I'm-beautiful, and it pisses me off.
Blake being an asshole didn't help. At least he had the balls to apologize...
