Dear Diary,

My name is Sarah Richards. I'm about 5'6. I have long, pin-straight dirty blonde hair with natural light blonde highlights. My eyes change colors so I can't tell you exactly what color they are. They are always a mixture, because they show my emotions and my emotions are messed up. But, whenever they have green in them, I am either pissed off, upset, or something along those lines. When they have blue in them, I am content or happy. But it's never a really dark blue, it's like a really light blue. My eyes were only dark blue when I was younger, my sister thinks it was because I felt loved. But, whatever. I'll talk about her a little later. Then they are hazel when I am just having a blast! I have a funky personality. It really depends on my mood. Usually if I am mad, I am more sarcastic. If I am in a good mood, I'll be nice. Otherwise, I just don't show much of my true emotions. I will just pretend to be happy for my sister, or parents, for the kingdom. Yeah, I'll tell you about the kingdom after I talk about my sister.

My sister is Gabriella Richards. She is 5'7 and a half. And sadly, we're twins. Even though we are like polar opposites. She has really, dark brown hair. It's just purely one color, and goes down a little past her shoulders. It's really wavy, and she hates it because she just wants it to be curly or straight, not in the middle. Her eyes are chocolate brown. We don't really sound like twins, do we? Yeah, we get that a lot. We're both seventeen and are both really white, but she is a little bit more tan then I am. Lucky bitch. She has a saint personality. Meaning, she never breaks any rules, unless they are really small. Such as, swapping starburst with someone when they aren't looking. Then she thinks she is so bad! It's kinda funny, but can get annoying. Also, she is always looking at the brighter side of things. So whenever something happens that we don't like, she will point out something completely irrelevant that is good. But hey, I still love her. She is truly my best friend. I can tell her anything, and she will keep it a secret. Not that we have anyone to tell.

Did I mention that we are princesses in the kingdom of Terrabithia? Well, we are and no, it has nothing to do with that movie ( Yeah, that movie was banned from our country because they found it insulting ). We always have to use formal speaking and curtsy and everything. We even have to wear dresses! I hate wearing dresses, and Ella does to. In case you were wondering, Ella is my sister's nickname. She doesn't like Gabby. She said it's just not her. So, she's Ella. And I am called Sar for short ( you pronounce it with a long A ). Anyways, basically being royal blows. I absolutely loathe it. Ella doesn't mind it so much, she only minds wearing the dresses, but she does it without complaint. Me, on the other hand, I say nothing in front of my mother, but I will bitch about it to Ella. Then she gives me a random brighter side of the story and blah blah blah. I just want to be normal. Why? Well, because I don't have any true friends ( besides Ella ), I can't wear what I want unless there is nothing planned for that day ( which is really rare ), and I can't even speak like a normal teenager in 2008! I plan on getting out of here soon. Really soon. I want to run away. I'm just waiting for the right moment.

There is also this guy that I use to see when I was younger. He was always dressed in black, and he was outside my room at night. He never saw me, he was always looking towards the street like he was looking for danger. He was beautiful, and I always called him my protector then. Ella use to think that I would marry him, and I use to want to. But then when I became a teenager, I stopped seeing him. I now think that he was just my imagination. I mean, it's more logical. But I still wonder...

Ugh! I have to go now, some stupid dinner party. We are meeting some rich dudes. I'll hate them, because they are all the same. Buisness like, cocky, and walk like they have a stick up their ass. I'll write more later.

- Sarah.

I went downstairs, wearing an elegant blue, dress. My sister was already at the table, wearing a soft, yellow dress. Her hair was up fancy, just like mine. I sat down next to her and looked at my parents at each end of the table. They were smiling at Ella and I.

That's when I noticed them. Across the table were two, hot men. Yes, they were extremely hot. One had dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes. The other one had black hair, and dark brown eyes. They both had a nice tan, and looked like they worked out. A lot. Then I noticed what they were wearing. Expensive clothing, and watches to go with.

Great. So these are our dinner guests for the night. I will admit they have good looks, but they will be just like the rest.

I smiled sweetly. "Hello. I'm Sarah, and this is my sister, Gabriella." I said and gestured to Ella. Did I mention that I am the brave one? The stronger one? Well, I am.

The one with the dark brown hair, smiled at me and said,"My name is Jake, and this is my distant cousin, John." he said, gesturing to his cousin. I don't care.

Ella smiled. "Pleasure to meet you two."

"Same." John answered, smiling like he knew something we didn't. Wonder what my parents told them...

We ate dinner and it consisted of eating and small talk. It was dreadfully boring. And I was right about them being just like all the others.

Ella and I had to walk them to the doors, otherwise they would get lost.

"Dinner was lovely." Jake said, then he kissed me hand like they all do. I'll have to wash my hands to get his cocky germs off me.

"We intend to see you two again soon." John said, then he kissed Ella's hand. She looked like she was about to swoon. That is so typical of her. If their hot, she practically jumps them. But, it doesn't matter, because she never likes their personalities so she doesn't aprove of them.

Then, they left. "What do you think they meant when they said that they would see us again soon?" Ella asked me.

"I think...that mom wants us to date them. And she set up more dinners for the future." I told her truthfully. They do that a lot.

Then I thought for a moment. "Did you notice how hot they were?" I asked her.

"Yes." she said, dreamily. Ugh...

"No. Not like that. I meant how hot their skin was. It felt like they were on fire!" I told her.

She thought about it for a moment. "Yes...yes I did. Do you think they were sick?"

"Maybe." I shrugged.

"Well, I hope we don't get sick. I hate being sick." she shivered.

I giggled. "I think it would be fine. That means we could get of doing anything for a couple of weeks!"

She smiled. "I guess...well we should go now. Mother and Father probably want to know what we think of them." Yeah, they always do that.

We went back to my parents, and they were waiting for us.

"So...what do you think?" my mother pressed.

"I don't like them." I said truthfully.

"Well, they are hot." Ella said, trying to be nice and truth full.

My father frowned at me and mother smiled at Ella. Then she started talking to Ella, leaving my father to scold me. Like always.

"Sarah, what is wrong with this one?" my father asked, disappointed as always.

"Everything. He is just like all the others!" I complained. "I want someone normal."

My father laughed. "Why would you want someone normal?" He just doesn't get it. Most rich people don't.

"Because it makes me feel normal."

He just laughed harder. "And why would you want to be normal, when you have all of this?" he asked.

"Because all of this sucks monkey balls." I told him. Whoops. That slipped out.

"Watch your mouth young lady." he warned.

"Sorry." I sighed.

"Now, I'm going to pretend that you didn't say anything about this normal bullshit, and your going to head to bed." he ordered. Of course he doesn't take what I sya seriously.

"Yes, father." I sighed. I went upstairs and took a shower and got in my pj's when Ella came up.

"What took you so long?" I asked her.

"I got information." she said, dangerously low. Guess I am not suppose to know, so she is making sure mom and dad don't hear her tell me. Like she always does when this happens. Yeah, it happens a lot.


"Those two guys. Father is going to be more persistent on getting you to like him." she told me, in a whisper.

"Why?" I asked, whispering also.

"Because they want us to marry these ones so we can combine kingdoms with them." Of course. Always trying to expand our controlling area.

"That's so unfair!" I complained.

"I know, Sar, I know." she comforted me.

Then, I had a sudden idea.

"Ella, I am going to go out." I said, getting changed into a pair of jeans and a blue tank top.

"Where?" she hissed.

"Just out. I'll be back before one. Cover for me?" I asked. She always does this when I need to think.

She rolled her eyes. "What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I will. Be careful, Sar."

I smiled. "I will." I said as I went out the winow, and climbed down the vine there. I got into the truck, the one I use when I don't want to be recognized. It looks just like Bella's from Twilight. I love reading that series.

What's my plan? Well, I already have all my normal clothes packed and they are in the bushes. All I have to do now is come home, and check in with Ella. She will probably be practically sleeping, like she always is. And then I will pretend to go to sleep in my bed, and once she falls asleep ( and that should only take a couple seconds ), I will leave. Permanently. But for now, I am going to have fun.

Dance time!


"I'm bored!" Jack complained. Ugh. I hate it when Damon is gone with his human girl toys. Then he leaves me alone to watch nerd boy over here. Sucks to be me.

"Then why don't you go read about DNA or something?" I asked him.

He rolled his eyes. "I have already done that! But...if you really want me to leave you alone, you can give me a sample of your hair." he pleaded me with his light blue eyes, and his light blonde hair in his face.

My eyes narrowed. "Why?" I asked, not exactly wanting to know the answer.

"To see your DNA and I want to see how it is similar to Damon's and mine." he said, holding a piece of his blonde hair, and Damon's light brown hair.

"How did you get his hair?" I asked. Damon didn't let anyone touch his hair.

He smiled, evilly. "That's for me to know, and for you to never find out."

"Okay...sure." I took a piece of my black hair out of my hairbrush and gave it to him. "There. Happy?"

"Very. Bye!" he said happily and ran to his room. I will never understand that kid.

Guess I should explain my family a little.

Well, there is Damon. He is the oldest. He's only older then me by two seconds though, and yes we are twins. He has light brown hair that he refers to as, 'perfectly messy'. And he's preppy. Yeah, he is full of himself. Probably the most cocky vampire on the planet! And, to top it all off, he doesn't use his brain. He pretty much just thinks with his dick. Don't get me wrong, he isn't always a complete retard. He has some smart, deep moments every once in a while. And he could be smart if he wanted to, but he doesn't want to because girls don't exactly go for smart guys. Take my brother, Jack for example.

Jack is a year younger the me. He is 550 years old, but he looks like he is sixteen right now. I look seventeen and so does Damon. Jack has light, blonde hair and the lightest blue eyes I have ever seen. He is also known as the nerd. He is the baby of the family, along with our sister, Alice.

Alice has long, black hair and light blue eyes, like Jack. And Damon's personality. So she is like all three of us. And she loves shopping. She is the only girl in our family, because my mother died because of a vampire hunter.

My dad isn't very strict with us, that was my mother's job. The only rules he really wants us to follow is to not kill humans, and to protect the kingdom of Terrabithia from danger that other vampires or werewolf's could bring. But the last time I actually went out on patrol was years ago.

Me, I'm goth. I have jet, black hair and bright green eyes. I'm not emo ( even though Damon refers me as that ). I don't cut myself. Not that it's unhealthy for me, I mean the cut would just heal in a matter of seconds, but I don't like that kind of stuff...

"Hey, wanna go out dancing?" Alice asked me.

"I don't do that." I'm not the party type. Humans tend to shy away from me, anyway. Except for the goth and emo humans, they worship me. But, Alice doesn't go to any places with humans that aren't preppy.

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, you do. And you will." she said, darkly.

"Alice, I said no."

"Do you really want to stay here with DNA boy?" she asked me.

Not really. "Why not? He's not going to bother me. He's testing out DNA." I shrugged.

"Fine. If you don't want to do this the easy way, we will have to do this the hard way." she said as she concentrated.

"Alice...what are-" I started but then I was lifted in the air. Did I mention she has telekinesis? Well, she does.

"I didn't want to have to do this, but oh well! Your coming with me." she said as she opened the door and went out, making my now floating body, follow.

"Alice! Put me down!" I screamed at her. "I'll get Jack to change your DNA if you don't!" I threatened.

"Fine." she said as she dropped me down on the ground. "There. Are you happy now?" she asked, sweetly.

"Thrilled." I said sarcastically.

"It's not like you could have communicated with him, anyways. You can only readminds. Damon is the one who can put thoughts in someones head." she said in a matter of fact voice.

"Yeah. And then Jack just shocks people whenever he wants."

"Mhm. Now, get in the car. Time to dance!" she said as she got in the passenger side of my car.

I sighed. "Fine. But just because I don't want you to drive my car." I told her.

She just rolled her eyes, again and turned on the radio.

We got to the club she wanted in a couple of minutes and parked next to a red truck.

"Ooh! That looks like the truck from Twilight! I love Twilight! Because, I'm like a star in there and everything." she exclaimed, happily.

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "Yes. You fit the part perfctly. The annoying, younger sister."

She stuck out her tongue at me.

"You know, if you weren't my sister I would have done the family tradition." I told her.

She smiled. "I know." Then she got out of the car and waited for me, tapping her foot impatiently.

I got out and sighed. "Too bad you can't see the future to warn me on how bad this is going to suck."

"It's not going to suck. It's going to be fun! Now let's go!" she exclaimed, and dragged me in the club. And then left me by myself.

The music was really loud to my sensitive ears, but then I saw her, and it didn't matter. There was a girl in the middle of the dance floor, with guys all around her. She had the most beautiful long, blonde hair, swaying around her. Then her eyes met mine. Her eyes were mostly hazel, but there were sparks of blue in them. They were the most beautiful eyes ever. She saw me, and stopped dancing. She looked like she was about to come closer, but stopped suddenly. And went through the croud.

She was actually going to come closer. Unlike most humans. But...why did she turn away? Did she feel what I felt? Who is this girl?

My thoughts were interrupted, because I felt Alice behind me.

"What were you looking at?" she asked, curious. "Or who?" she added, with a smile.

"I...nothing. And no one. Excuse me Alice." I said, as I went through the crowd to go find her.

Now why on Earth do I want to look for this girl? Is it because of her angelic face? Or her amazing curves? Or maybe it was her eyes. Like she recognized me or something. But I haven't met her before, have I? I mean, I surely would have recognized one with such beauty...

I'm not exactly sure, but I searched until I found her at the bar, ordering a shot of vodka.

"I'd like one of those too." I said as I went up next to her. "On me." I added.

She looked at me, and then it was like she was lost in my eyes, and I was lost in hers. She said nothing, just stared.

"Have I met you before?" I asked her, softly, breaking her out of whatever trance she was in. She drank her vodka, and I drank mine.

She looked like she was in deep thought for a minute, but she answered, "I have to go. Thanks for offering to buy my drink, but I got it." she said to me, as she pulled out a hundred dollar bill. "And just because I feel like being generous tonight, keep the change." she said as she handed the bartender the hundred without looking at him. "Bye, dude." she said to me as she got up.

She was about to leave, when I said, "You never answered my question."

She turned around, and smiled. "I know." she answered as she left.

I was left in complete awe. This girl...she is so different. She's polite, yet seductive. Beautiful and sexy. And most importantly, she isn't afraid of me.

I shook away my thoughts about her and went to find Alice, so we could go home.

She agreed and was silent until we got out to the car. Then she bombarded me, "Who was that girl you were with?"

"I don't know." I answered, truthfully.

"Seriously. Tell me." she ordered, not believing me.

"I am serious. I don't know her name! But..."

"But?" she probed.

"Nothing." I smiled. "Nothing at all."

"Alex!" she cried. "Please tell me! What do you think of her?! Please! I want to know the details!"

I smiled wider. "Nope."


The ride home basically consisted of that, but I told her nothing. Then, when I went to meditate, like I always do instead of sleeping since I can't sleep, I thought about the girl. The girl who didn't shy away. She was so normal, and down to Earth. It was amazing. And she always took me by surprise.

Maybe next time I should read her mind...no. I think I want to give her privacy. The angel on Earth deserves at least that much. I wonder when I will see her again...

A/N All done! Thanks for reading all the way through! Please review if you want me to continue! I really like this story! It's fun to write! - Sam.