Your Blood runs ancient and all powerful, you are the truest of all Vampires. Lifting but a finger, you are able control vast armies and kingdoms, crushing all those who will not bow to your iron will. You claim supreme leadership over the Underworld, and every Bloodline must pay homage to your excellence or face a slow, painful, and degrading second death.

DUDE! how cool is that! well impressed. and from what i saw its insanely hard to get this result.woop woop!

in other news, i'm not moving any more. i was meant to be moving to a small village in the middle of nowhere, but plans got cancelled and we're staying in the city now. mom realised how much she liked being there, so we're stay. yay!!!!

in awesome news, i've decided to give myself abit of a fresh start, so i'm trying to clear out my really bad inbox, sort out my websites and update things, and tidy up loose ends with friends and stuff. whats brought this on? well......i kissed a girl and i liked it! haha! i've decided if i'm moving into a new relationship then i need to really give myself a real start, a fresh, clean, stress free one. so yay!

i'm pushing myself to do my writing. i'm still stuck on book 5 of my series, but it's ok because i love that book. so i'm not just jotting down the idea anymore, i'm sitting down and actually writing out bits. that might actually make me getting the darn books out. i'm really working on sorting out my timelines too, which is great, cos that just makes everything flow much faster too,and makes it all alot more solid. i'm thinking of freezeframing my fanfics so i can really sit down and work on just my books. however i feel bad for the lack of chapters i put up so i'm going to try hard to update most of them by atleast 1 chapter before i do. goddess, give me strength, cos she knows i can't get anything out for TDE, it's so hard! ack! haha!

anywho, i think thats all for now! take care everyone!

WOOP WOOP! i'm the queen on excitement city! chapter 3 of the story is resently posted on here is now up( http://www.fanfiction.net/~theedarkenchantress )!!! the chapter got so long i had to split it into 2 chapters, the second of which i'm currently enthusiatically writing! woop! am so excited!
in other news i went to the Spring Ball tuesday. it was brill, done in the local club, life. it had loads of fun, felt great, danced my feet off and loved it. and i found out a girl in the year above me whom i'm constantly mucking about with and winding up fancies the pants off me(literally i think). made the night a tad comfortable, and these following days equally uncomfortable. but she knows the deal (eg. i'm not sure i want a relationship as i just came out of a really serious one, and that i just wanna stay friends right now) so it's good,and shes a laugh to talk to. so yeah...thats a new development.
oh,i dont have many pictures of me from it,you know me,i don't really get many taken, but heres one of with friends before we left, done up in all our prettiness! (i actually got some use of the dress i planned but didnt wear to prom):


(Lois, me, louise, grace) train buddies! ... god i'm gay! haha!

anywho,thats my news for now.peace out!

lex
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Twilight (boo hoo!) but I do own any outside story lines, plots, characters, ideas, etc. No Touchy! I also don’t own Vampire Knight and the House of Night series (I’ve nicked off with some of the ideas from both in this story).

Chapter One

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Rejoining Old Ends

It had been three long years since I left her.

It had been two slow years since I started eating again.

It had been one year since I’d restarted talking to my family and humans.

And it had been exactly 5 minutes and 32 seconds since I’d stopped listening to my sisters insane chattering.

Alice had made it her sole mission to reintegrate me into society, and had decided the best way to do that was to play to my strengths, my creativity, the arts. In other words she was bribing me. She had enrolled us all in a prestigious arts academy, not surprisingly the best in the world, despite the fact that none of my other siblings had a creative talent.

Carlisle had called me to his study last night to discuss the school. Under the impression that he wanted reassurance that returning to school is something I wanted I had easily obliged.

Carlisle had been sitting at his desk when I had entered, writing out a hospital report.

“Sit down Edward.” He had said without so much as a glance my way.

I sank into one of the old fashioned red leather and dark wood chairs, waiting for him to talk. He set his pen aside and turned to me, eyes speculating.

“I’m much aware of Alice’s enthusiasm to join this academy. I have already assumed that your lack of protest means you’re a prepared to go along with it. However I must express my concerns about the location.”

I suddenly understood. The academy was in sunny California, and though it was right in the heart of Death Valley, away from the prying eyes of a lot of humans and cities, it was still extremely sunny all day long. It rarely rained and the trees only gave limited coverage.

I rubbed my chin then sighed, “I understand your concern, and I share it. It’s dangerous, extremely dangerous. But…well, Alice has her heart set on this school. I don’t know why, it’d odd, she’s had no visions. But she seems so taken by it, she honestly loves the place. I can’t say no to her. We’ll just have to figure away around it, keep covered, use the trees, take unpopulated routes.”

Carlisle nodded thoughtfully, “Ok son, I trust your judgement. I hadn’t realised quite how taken Alice was with this school, but I do admit, it is hard to say no when it makes her so happy. I haven’t seen her this light hearted and carefree since…well, for a long time. I don’t want to take that from her, from any of you.”

I nodded in return; try hard to ignore his momentary slip.

“There’s something else.” He started, his voice suddenly hesitant. I fought the urge to read his mind; I refused to disturb his privacy. “Over the past couple of years this school has gained status. There are lots of stories about it. In the human world they’re mostly about the incredible beauty and ability of the students. However in our world these stories are far more… intriguing. The stories are vague, but all hold a common key. All the stories speech of a deep magic that surrounds the school, which causes bizarre and strange happenings. In both world the valley has been rumoured to be haunted since before the 1200s and has been a sacred place for the Indian men and women who live within it since they settled there. The number of vampires attending this school seems to have risen quite dramatically, pardon the pun, over these past few years.”

I nodded again, “I’ll be sure to keep any eye out, and see what all the fuss it about.”

I stood, sensing the end of the matter. As I opened the door Carlisle chuckled, suddenly light hearted again, and murmured “You never know, Alice’s attitude might be infectious.”

I left thinking, you never know…

Now I was sat in Carlisle black Mercedes looking at the crisp green leaves of Death Valley which was bathed in sunlight, trying not to worry about the danger that warm light brought with it. Alice was sat next to me, a pleasant smile playing across her lips as she paused in her seemingly endless oration. On her head lay a ridiculously large floppy summer hat, which’s material belt matched her soft green summer dress and beige flip flops. The only thing out of place in the bright colours was her black sunglasses. I shook me head, smiling too. It seemed silly, wearing such summer clothes. We never got to enjoy the summer, but yet here we were, walking into it willingly, and apparently adorned in clothes for the occasion.

Esme sat in the seat in front of me, dressed equally as bright and cheery. She was humming softly, her spirits high. I had to admit, the valley did bring a sense of joy and happiness, which was rather ironic considering its name. Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper rode in my Volvo behind us, and their thoughts were just as at ease and pleasant as Esme’s and Alice’s. It was unnerving how confident everyone was, considering where we were.

“I see the school!” Alice cried beside me. I followed her gaze and found myself looking at high torrents peeking above the trees as we rolled through the school’s tall iron gates. The guard on the gate, sat in a small hut, smiled at our car and nodded. I shook myself when I saw he was a vampire.

The school slowly grew from just torrents to a full blown old stone castle. That was far from what I expected. The sun gave it a warm inviting look, instead of a cold Dracula style presence. The windows were huge beautiful arches, many with stain glass in them. The castle was enormous, and I had the feeling it was even bigger than it looked here. The car crunched on the colourful driveway, curving round a large water fountain. In its centre was a statue of a beautiful woman, holding a book and raising her hand lovingly to the sun. A circle of water shoots around the woman threw water into the fountain basin in soft, high arches. The fountain added to the calm sense that covered the school.

Carlisle pulled right up to the steps, which were covered by the shade of the stone ceiling. As we stepped out onto the shaded steps Alice grabbed my arm, gazing lovingly out onto the endless grounds, which shone a brilliant shade of green under the sun, coloured by wild flowers.

“Edward, it’s perfect!” she cried. Her mind was filled with awe and love for this school. I didn’t understand it, but suddenly I very much wanted to be apart of it, and feel the same way. So, with a confident lift of my head, I linked my arm through Alice’s, smiled down at her, a vowed to take on my new life with vigour.

Sensing my sudden change of heart my sister smiled at me warmly, nodded and pulled me up the stone steps to the main door, which was made of thick dark wood, with pretty carvings in it of the woodland and celebrating people. The rest of my family joined us and we walked into our new school with our heads held high.

*  *  *

The foyer was oddly quite, considering the school population. The receptionist, who was situated behind a thick mahogany desk (also engraved with woodland scenes), stood as soon as we entered, a delighted smile on her face.

“Oh, splendid!” she cried, before running around her desk and joining us. She wore a cream pencil skirt and a soft silk blouse, with kitten heels on her feet. Her dark rich hair was half pinned up, keeping it off her face but allowing it to flow down her back and shoulders.

“You must be the Cullen’s! We’ve been waiting for you. Everyone is very excited. The headmistress will be here in a moment. Can I get you anything, drinks, food, magazine?  Oh, I’m sorry! I’m just so pleased to see you all, I’m rambling. Ha ha!”

She stopped the catch her breathe while we balked at her. Good god, I didn’t know there was any human alive who could talk as fast as Alice!

Suddenly a woman appeared at the end of the hallway. She walked with her head down, engrossed in the book in her hand, reminding me of the fountain outside.

“Diane!” called the receptionist, “Diane, the Cullen’s are here!”

She woman, Diane, looked up, startled, then smiled. She approached us, book now hanging by her side in one hand. She grinned and I was struck by how young she looked. Her skin was smooth and bone structure high. She had a long mane of waving honey coloured hair, locks of it was pulled back, held there by sparkling clips. She wore a pleasant pastel yellow sundress, with matching strappy sandals. What surprise me the most however was her topaz coloured eyes. This woman was a vampire.

“Hello! Oh, it’s such a pleasure to have you here. I’m Diana, the headmistress of this wonderful academy. I see you’ve met my good friend Sophie, I do hope she didn’t stun you too much, she can get quite excited!” she laughed joyfully, throwing the receptionist a cheerful smile.

Carlisle stepped forward to shake her hand, “Hello. Thank you so much for your hospitality and welcome. I’m Car –”

“Carlisle! The famous doctor.” Diane interrupted. Carlisle looked startled, but immediately smiled and nodded. The headmistress turned to Esme, “And you must be his beautiful wife. People really don’t do you justice my dear. You’re simply stunning!” If Esme could blush she would.

Diane beamed and turned to the rest of us, “Oh, and Alice the dancer, we’re so excited to have you here, you’re classmates can’t wait to see you dance! This must be Jasper, your partner. I’ve heard many a stories about you young man! Your calming presence is well known and very much welcome here. You know how competitions can be, ha ha! And the gorgeous Rosalie. I wouldn’t believe the stories your beauty has created if I had not seen you face, but my, I was wrong to doubt them! Look at you, so wonder you need such a big strong man by your side! Emmett, your sport and comedy skills are notorious, we can’t wait to see what joy your bring to our home here.” Finally she turned to me, a warm smile playing across her face. Her eyes caught mine and she looked deep into my absent soul for a moment. It passed and she continued to smile, “And here is Edward, the legendary musician. We’ve been waiting a very long time for you, I can assure you. Patiently, but waiting all the same. It is a joyful day to see you here within our walls.”

We were stunned into silence. How on earth did she know so much, and why were we long awaited at this school.

“Sophie, dear, could you bring up their schedules to me in a small while, and locate Izzy for me, so she can welcome our new students.”

Sophie nodded then trotted off to her desk, busying around on the computer.

“Izzy is our student president” she explained helpfully, “Please follow me. Oh, and don’t worry about your belongings, they’re being taken to your dorms as we speak.”

She walked down the hall and we hastily followed. She led us up some short stone stairs (it was beginning to feel like we were in some bizarre version of Hogwarts) which led down another hallway. Windows made light filter into the hallway without it being direct sunlight, which meant we didn’t have to skirt around it. The sound of birds chirping filled the silence pleasantly.

“It’s wonderful here, is it not?” Diane suddenly spoke, her voice wistful.

Beside me Alice answered quietly, “Yes.”

Diane stopped at another wooden door and smiled warmly at Alice, “You will find much happiness here my child.” Then she brightened up and began less intense, “Come on then, inside, there’s much to discuss!”

We filed into her room, surprised yet again to find plenty of chairs for us. The desk was much the same as the one in the foyer, and there were matching bookcase filled to the brim with books behind it. We sat down as the headmistress took her seat.

“Well, firstly let me say how incredibly happy I am to have you here. It’s a great honour to have the Cullen’s here! Secondly I liked to reassure you that I’m not some crazy stalker or anything. I know so much for two very simple reasons. The first is that you really are famous in the vampire world, and the second being I am the headmistress, and it’s my job to know everything I can about our student, not only to ensure they are right for our school, but to ensure I can give them the best experience here.”

She smiled at us all before continuing, “One would assume you are aware of the stories of this location. Am I right?”

“Yes ma’am, we are. And we’re understandably curious.” Carlisle answered.

She laughed warmly, “Yes, isn’t everyone?” she mused, looking out the window. She shook her head and returned to us, “Well, let get right to it. This school is protected by magical wards. In fact the whole reserve is. They were placed here when the native Indians settled here many many centuries ago, to protect their tribes from evil. These wards draw many young vampires to us, those pure of heart, mind and spirit. Those who want to repent, to mend their old ways. Those who wish for a peaceful life and those who just wish for a loving family. Currently, including yourselves, there are 82 vampires living here, and every one of them are ‘vegetarians’, as you so dearly call it. Quite ingenious might I say.

“I noticed you aversion to the sunlight. You will find that the wards that protect us here will protect you from the sun. You will not sparkle. So you are free to enjoy the sunshine as much as you wish!”

My jaw hit the ground.

“What?! Are you kidding?” Rosalie exclaimed.

Diane chuckled, “Certainly not my dear child. I’m quite serious. Please, test it for yourself.” She gestured to the window.

Rosalie stood, her disbelief overthrowing her fear. She yanked the window open and thrust her hand out before she could talk herself out of it.

“Oh My God!” Alice yelled, running to the window too.

Both of their skins stayed smooth and pale, not a hint of a sparkle. We didn’t even think, we just ran to join them at the window, thrust out skin into the light. Esme sobbed with joy. I fought the lump rising in my throat. I hadn’t realised how much I missed the warm inviting light until now. The feel of it’s warmth on my cold skin reach deep into my heart.

Slowly, but surely, we returned to our seats.

Diane was still smiling, but she held a grimace, “Alice dear, I understand it is not your belief, but please do not take the Lord’s name in vain. We are particularly attached to our faith here, and it pains us to hear such blatant, though perhaps accidental, disregard of His name.”

Alice looked down in shame, “I’m terribly sorry. I’m aware of your great attachment to the Lord, I didn’t think. Please forgive me.”

Diane took her hand across to table and held her eyes, “It’s already forgotten dear.” She smiled then looked upon the rest of us.

“Right, details, details. I’m sorry, I’m awfully forgetful.” She shook her head, “There is a church on the east of the grounds which is always open to anyone. There are services every Sunday evening and on special occasions. We celebrate the Wiccan holidays as merrily as we do our Christian ones here, we welcome all religions.

“The dorms are to the north, and though teenagers will be teenagers the dorms are mixed sex. We trust our students enough to be smart, and we check up on them regularly. The vampire dorm and the human dorm are connected, though there is a watchman on the main door between them, so check who goes into the vampire dorm. Our students only eat animals, but they are still new to this life and it is not smart to tempt them unnecessarily. I’m sure Jasper can relate.”

Jasper smiled knowingly and nodded.

“Our lessons are a mixture of creative and education board required. Some days you will find you have nothing but creative lessons, other days you will find you have your core lessons such as science, english and maths as well as dance and music, etc. You’re given free periods and we have homeroom. There is a student common room which contains pool tables, vending machines, air hockey and countless plasma TVs. The kitchen is always open to grab food from. We also keep a store of blood in one of our fridges for emergencies. The cafeteria caters for the human students, but it is a common known fact that our human students know our vampire students, or known to them as ‘gifted’ students, don’t eat publicly. Most of them believe that they are on a special food regimen. There are, however, a few select students who are aware of our vampirism. You’ll realise who they are fairly quick.”

We heard the tip tap of heals in the hall before a knock sounded.

“Ah, this must be Sophie with your schedules. Come in Sophie!”

The receptionist entered, holding a pile of papers. She handed us each our schedules, along with room card keys, maps, opening times and a list of teachers’ phone numbers.

“If you have any future questions please ask either me or any students, especially Izzy. I believe Sophie will take you to her now. Where is she?”

“She’s in interpretive dance right now, so I’ll take them to the west wing where the studio is and introduce them.”

Diane smiled again. Man she smiled a lot, “Excellent! Well, off you go now!”

We stood, but when our parents did she spoke again, “Actually, Carlisle and Esme, could you stay. I’d like to discuss your living arrangements. We have a darling little cottage a few miles from here I think you’d adore…”

Their voices drifted off as we went down the hall, turning a corner to a sunny grass covered courtyard, presumably going to the west wing.

I think I might just like it here, I found myself thinking. My siblings’ thoughts weren’t far from my own. With a pleasant smile I followed Sophie into my new life.

*  *  *

The interior steadily changed from old stone to soft lighting and modern eliminate floorings, with fresh flowers decorating tables and window sills. All the studios were large, with sleek wood flooring and at least one wall of mirrors, with a ballet bar fixed to a wall. Large windows flooded light into them and the pale walls made the rooms seem even bigger. Some were filled with ballet dancers doing pirouettes and graceful stag leaps. Others were booming out hip hop as student did break dancing. We finally came to the large studio on the corner, and when the sound proof door opened the soft sound of a piano spilled out. In side were roughly 20 students, most of which were sat upon the warm floor watching the trio in front of them dance lightly to the melody of the piano. We young woman with long brown hair sat on the piano, her hands gliding across it with ease. As the song came to an end, the dancers falling into their final positions with it, Sophie closed the door behind us and stood happily beside us, waiting for everyone to disperse from their positions.

As the pianist stood the teacher approached us. He was young, probably not long out of university, and his dark hair held a curving bleach blonde stripe, will spiked in crazy directions.

“Oh, excellent, you’re here. Diane just called me to let me know!” he exclaimed, clapping his hand. Was everyone here so excitable? It was like 100 Alice’s all at once.

“I’m Liam, the instructor. You just missed Janie, Zoe and Hattie’s dance, but no worries, Izzy is just about to do her piece” He winked, which made Sophie giggle, “You can have here after that, promise.”

Sigh, why can’t he ask me out, Sophie’s thoughts suddenly interrupted my own.

We turned our attention back to the staging area, where the pianist had placed herself, head down, previous sweats now laying on the floor to the side. She wore a short black netting dress, which ended just below her hips. Beige lace flowers reached across her hip to her opposite shoulder, sparkling oddly in the sunlight. Her long curls caught in the sun, shining a deep garnet colour.

Liam pressed a button on the small sleek remote in his hand and music filled the room. I instantly recognised it as Britney’s new track, Circus. Trying to pay attention to the dance, I focused harder, watching the acclaimed Izzy dance.

The presence of her dance filled the room the moment her head lifted. Her body moved with confidence to the strong beat, matching it perfectly. As the song slowed into bridge she moved in slow motion, following the tempo, and then burst into the upbeat chorus, body moving dramatically. I was so enthralled by her movement, her passion, her energy I didn’t get a chance to study her face. The emotion of the dance oozed from her, and I noticed every person in the room was captured, leaning unconsciously into her, eyes attentive and unblinking. Her hair whipped around, flying high, adding to the speed and strength of the song. Her blue eyes flashed here and there before getting lost in her hair or hidden behind her hands.

It was over a fast as it had begun, though I was sure it had lasted hours. Everyone cheered and clapped, hooting appreciatively. She bowed then straightened up, her long hair falling off her face, a grin shining out. And my undead heart froze.

There, stood before me, in shining glory, was Bella. My Bella.

And she was a vampire.

There was no mistaking it. She was a vampire. Every sense in my body screamed it, despite her sparkling blue eyes, despite the fact I had left her in Forks very much human, despite the fact I had never wanted her to suffer my soulless fate.

“Izzy, darling, that was fabulous!” cried Sophie beside me. I barely heart her. I couldn’t think, I couldn’t move. She was here, Bella was here. Here with me, a vampire, strong, happy.

Happy.

Happy, without you, a voice in my mind whispered.

But I want her to be happy with me. How could she be happy without me? I questioned.

Because you left her, so she could be happy. This is what you wanted, you said yourself.

So why does it hurt so much? I asked the voice. It didn’t answer.

Sophie was talking again, “Izzy, I have some new students for you, ‘gifted’ ones.”

Her gaze fell upon us and for a second I swear her smile faltered. She approach us, walking with confidence, no a hint of a stumble.

“Hello. Welcome to the academy, I’m Izzy. I’m your student president. I didn’t realise we were getting so many ‘gifted’ students in one go!” she laughed lightly. She took a form from Sophie, signing it. “There we go, that’s your forms signed for, now Diane knows I’ve seen you. Just in case, you know.” She said, laughing again.

The bell rung loudly above us, “Oh dear, I’m very sorry, I’ve got to be somewhere. Um…if you have any question there’re plenty of students around who can help. I’ll be at the Moon dorm this evening if you have any further questions. I’m really very sorry. See you later, have a great day!”

She ran and grabbed her bags, slipping into a pair of heels (heels?!) and ran out the door, again, not stumbling once.

Her head popped round the door, “Sorry, I forgot! Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again!” then she disappeared to god knows where.

I swallowed hard and turned to face my family.

“I didn’t just imagine that, did I?” I asked, suddenly fearing that I had in fact lost it and imagined the whole thing.

Everyone’s mouths hung open. Emmett swallowed hard too, then spoke, “Our baby sis. S…she’s here.”

“She’s a vampire” Rosalie whispered in disbelief.

“She was wearing Gucci!” Alice screamed.

hm.....what to write.well,actually i have Mr.Brightside stuck in my head,so thought is kinda hard with a song going round in my head.haha.currently i have naomi on the phone,Mr.Brightside in my head and typing to get right.hahah,isnt life fun.ok,likes make this easy on us all,here are my current...things:

*am totally and utterly dying and waiting for the release of BREAKING DAWN!WWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
*am totally and utterly dying and waiting for the release of SHADOW KISS!WWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH
*am totally and utterly dying and waiting for the release of SUCCUBUS DREAMS!WWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!


ok so my life totally revolves aorund books,but whats not to love!i ask you this though,if books werent around to stimulate our minds and expnad our knowledge,what would become of us?hmm?think on that one!

right,i knwo what you thinking,my blogs suck(and seriously need typo editing,right?) but my next one will be all about my 'adventures' this summer,my crazy stories,some laughs(i hope),prom!,and alot about my stories!keep tune!

thats all folks!

Lex
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things really went wrong with my prom dress. it came and was huge,which wasnt too much of a problem cos my took it in for me.so now it's all tailored and fits great.sounds perfect right? wrong.it's a very pretty dress,easy to walk it and amazing colour.but i dont feel right in it.and it doesnt help that it makes me look majorly flat chested!this is prom,i'm supposed to make my breast look a best i can so i feel pretty,not flatten them so i look dull!it was abit upsetting and didnt make me feel very nice in the dress.so we are moving to plan B:make the dress. the problem is prom is less than 2 weeks away and i still dont have the dress,and no shoes or accessories!ekkkk!trust me to make it a last minute thing! but there is hope. the dress i've designed is very simple. the idea is a greek muse look, so it's simple chiffron and gold rope/material wrapping around the top.it should be quick and easy to make.....we hope. :S eek,wish us look because we're really ganna need it. heres what the general look of the dress should be:

 or of these 2 options (without the blue) or (but floor length)

the first one shows the idea best,though i'm not sure i'll have the leg split,i didnt really think of it.but yeah,thats pretty damn clsoe to how i'd like the dress to look,and it;s fairly simple and straight forward to do,so it should help! i really hope it goes well....

well gatta go tomorrow,hopefully i'll get to have a day with megan(you remember her i'm sure),could definatly use a relaxing calm day out with a girlfriend.haha.i've been stuck inside reading books for the past 2 weeks,its actually starting to annoy me!i know,i've been rereading the twilight series by stephanie meyer ready for breaking dawn coming on on the 2nd August.am so excited!haha!am reading them so fast though that i'm going to have to reread them again before the book is released,it's so silly! haha,well see you soon.i'm doing my last 2 exams next week on the 2 subjects i cant remember anything about,eek! it's psychology(which i love the lessons) and maths stats (which is didnt listen to over the past year cos i already have my key maths exam so....).will keep you posted guys,loves you lots!

Lex
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The 9 Greek Muses by Timothy Lantz!(he's very good,you should check out his work)

Men.
the spawn of satan himself.
when dealing with men it all boils down to these 3 key facts:

1.they're really dumb,even the smart ones.
2.they always think they're right cos they're 'The Man',thought they're usually wrong.
3.at the end of it all they always want sex.

don't get me wrong,men have they're uses,and your mother doesn't lie,there are those one in a million guys what are truely great and dont follow the rules of all the rest of the guys.you may get lucky and get a guy almost like one of those one in a million sort of guys,but the 3 rules above still apply and that really sucks,believe me.
girls,you gatta be careful,cos guys are horrible.they can come off great and totally infatuated with you,but most of the time they just want sex.so how do you tell otherwise?good question,and really there is only on answer...you gatta be SMART!

S - Sharp eyed
M - Mature
A - Analytical
R - Real (think)
T - Think

never over-react girls.how many stories have you heard about a girl that has over-reacted and accused her boy of cheating or something?half the time thats not even the case,you gatta know you man really deeply and see for real evidence and signs he's cheating.and dont react at the first one you find,it might be bogus.but be wary girls,cos a guy is very often not the guy you think he is.you often see him as the guy you want him to be,and he uses that against you,and will show you the guy you want to see until he gets what he really wanted,which is usually your body.
but dont forget my girls,this doesnt mean they're all horrible arses.it really doesnt.never give up on that romance you are seeking,never give up on that knight in shining armor,and never give up on love. all you have to be is wary of what people are like,and think about it in a reality,dont let the romance go to your head,stay in the real game.ok?
so theres my little piece of wisdom for you girls,stay safe and keep hold of REAL LOVE! it's worth it to fight all the hard stuff,just dont lose sight of the real goal and dont let some knob take you for a ride either! we can do it! girl power!.........ok,scrap the last part,i'm not that girly,haha!good luck girls,love you all!rock on!(that sounds more like me,haha!)

Lex
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full view


my amazing book,so proud!


that took forever to do,gold gel pen onto canvas,nightmare!


one of my pretty ok words


proud of this too,the font is really distinctive and so hard to draw in real life.i like it!


thats all pretty people.more interesting bloging soon,i promise!

Lex
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