Carmilla Alternate Ending

"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.

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

“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

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.

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

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

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.

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?

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

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

“Yeah, my dad told me there was going to be a funeral. I’ll tell you about it later. Go help Eliza.”

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.

"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.

Cassidy frowned at me before smiling. “Come on, just even a hug or something? Quick, wrap your arm around my waist, Jeremy's staring at me.”

Courtney and Becca had refused to let her wear anything from her own closet, and had instead dressed her in a combination of things from both of theirs. Becca had insisted on doing her hair and makeup, and by the time they were done she barely even recognized herself. Now she stoid in front of the house, in a dress so short she swore it was actually a shirt, and heels she could barely stand in much less walk. She made it work, though, doing her best to strut her way inside. She wanted Lloyd to accept her into the life he had made for himself here, she was almost dedperate to prove to him she had