Anne, I’m back, I missed you so much.

I know I told you I wouldn’t need you anymore but that was a bitchy thing to say. And you know me I’m not a bitch. I’m a vampire but I’m not a bitch. I leave that to others.

I thought that having Susan, Helen and Amalia around would be enough but there are things I can’t tell them. There are things for which I need you. I hope you won’t hold a grudge against me. You’re back after all and I missed you so much. Then there’s also the writer’s itch. It’s been bugging me since I landed from Europe – Damn, I definitely have to tell you about that- and there has not been a single day that I haven’t regretted not having the opportunity to tell you about what has happened to me.

As you might have noticed I’ve abandoned the paper format and have gone for an internet one. You’re now hosted on a database of pornographic fiction called CHYOA. I thought the pornographic thing would suit my style and you know what they say; the best hiding is hiding in plain sight.

Fiction? Of course this is fiction, there are no vampires out there… ;) ;) You silly reader…

I’ve been on Campus for a month now and I haven’t stopped for a minute. Between classes, Professor Cortes’ plan and partying I have little time to myself but I’m not missing a lunch and all those young bodies running around are so tempting. Thank god I have Susan to help me focus from time to time. Talking about her, since she left Creepy dad’s embrace she’s been thriving.

I have a little room that I share with her in one of the residence halls that surround Campus. Helen lives down the hall with a girl from New Jersey called Ciara and Amalia recently joined a sorority and is now living in their house.

There’s so much to tell you about, I don’t know where to start.