Carmilla Alternate Ending

“Oh my goodness, I promise, definitely! And I’m going to miss you so much too. Maybe you can come and stay with us? What do you think your father would

"Hey Laura, I'm sorry for making you feel bad back there." Carmilla was sad about making Laura cry.

Having explored most of Berk already, Klara forced herself to venture past the safety and travel into the rest of the Barbaric Archipelago. It was the Gryffindor Pride Month after all, and she figured she should embrace her inner braveness, however deeply it was hidden. Somewhat hesitantly, she mounted Bellona. The little dragon was just big enough that Klara could ride on top of her without falling over; she soothingly stroked her dragon's ginger fur, tightening her legs around the dragon's frame. There was something almost comforting about flying with Bellona; she wasn't as afraid of falling as she was with a broom. She trusted Bellona. One couldn't really trust a broom, now could they?

The shirt still didn’t fit quite right and I didn’t like how the leggings were skin tight. I never thought about how uncomfortable girls clothing could be.

Carina, wobbling as she sat, obviously intoxicated, glanced around at her friends with bleary eyes.

“ I was going to ask you to the dance, if you didn’t get enough courage to ask me!” she said with a smirk.

"Hi Phil. Come on in." She said and walked away from the entrance. Phil stepped into the room and looked at her, confusion clearly written on his face.

Hearing Karamatsu repeat those words again put Chibita somewhat at peace, but he was rather surprised when Karamatsu took the initiative, and their lips suddenly made contact. Chibita didn't move at all during the kiss, he wasn't displeased or anything, he was just so shocked that he was frozen in place. However, the kiss didn't last long and Karamatsu pulled away soon after. Chibita gazed at Karamatsu's flushed face and he thought the other looked pretty cute like that. And it eased his anxiety to know that he wasn't the only one to be embarrassed in this kind of situation.

Vinyl collected herself, wiped the tears from her face. “I love you, Dad. And I won’t worry. Not until we know more.”

Once we got to the school Chelsea parked her car and got out her heels clicking against the pavement. "Let's go ladies I don't want to be late it's bad for my- our reputation" she says with a quick smile. I rolled my eyes getting out of the car and pulling my bag over my shoulder. "You should put on some mascara" Bethany says pulling out her makeup bag. "I have some on" I quickly respond, "suit yourself, lashes are a big part of looking good" she says shoving her makeup bag back in her purse. Gaby silently exits the car and scurrying over next to Chelsea and Beth.

Andrea decided not to worry about a stupid nightmare. Later on, she couldn’t decide if she wanted to wear her skinny jeans and white glittery t-shirt with her white converse or her red, silky dress with her tall black dress boots. Eventually she decided to wear the skinny jeans and white glittery t-shirt with her white converse. Andrea also put her hair in a long french braid.

I snap out of my reverie and try to remember what was said last, “I’m glad to hear that Dad,” I pause, hesitant to say more. “I sure do miss

“Did you have tea with Mary and Sarah this afternoon?” She asked looking at her with a mocking smile.

"Then be ready my boy, we will be leaving for New York in the evening in our private jet, and we will be meeting jade and her family there" a big smile grew on my face with that dad stood from his seat giving me a wink and left my cabin without waiting for my reply.

Thick, lavish carpets weren't made for Cheryl Avant five- inch heels. They also weren't made for ruff necks, or men with a tendency to consider casual wear a pair jeans under their buttock. As she tiptoe in a delicate course across the hotel mezzanine, following the signs for restaurant , she cursed the today fashion that made her purchase the shoes for this occasion. But they made her legs look hot and sexy. The red evening gown with a high split only reveal her tempting thighs. Now if she could get to her seat without breaking her neck by simply clumsiness she should be exceptional. A waiter swung the door open, almost causing a master disaster of her attire .