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Saturday, 21st of September.

"Hey! I'm glad you came!" I said cheerfully as I opened the door to let Cameron in.

"Thanks, me too." he walked in and nervously stood next to me.

"You can sit down if you like." I said closing the door.

"Ohh, thanks. I think I will." he put his hands in his demin jean pockets and walked over to the couch.  When the door was closed I headed over to the kitchen.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I asked, opening the frige.

"Sure, is water ok?"

"Yepp. I've got plenty of that!" I took out to glasses and poored water into each of them. Adding a two dropps of blood into mine so i could drink it. I walked over to the couch gave him the drink and sat down.

"Thanks." he took a sip, I watched his lips mold over the glass but letting a small opening for the water to enter his tasty body. I bite my lip thinking of how fresh and juicy his blood would be, and strangly thinking of how much i wanted to be the glass. I wanted him to mold my lips over his almost as badly as eating him. And maybe even wanting to kiss him more than...eating him..? No. That's impossible.

"Soo." he said awackwardly. "Nice place you got here, how do you pay for it?" he was looking at me with a huge smile on his face. I wanted to trace his dimples with my palm. Than of course strangle him. 'why do you have to be that way?' maggie said. 'go away!' i replied.

"I'm a lawyer." I said. But what i really do is take the money from my victums after I've killed them.

"Thats cool." he said. I was surprized that a 'guess i shouldnt mess with you' joke didnt come out.

"What do you do?" i asked.

"I'm a streat painter. Mostly I do characteatur, for the torists, but what I really want to do is portiats." He said.

"Why don't you paint me sometime?!" Maybe if he's superman and will not die if i eat him. 'you are not going to eat this one.' maggie growled. what makes this one soo speical to you i asked.

"Sure!" he said happily looking at me. I leaned in a little closer. He blushed a little. Isn't he soo cute! maggie said. no he's childish. i replied.

"When did you start painting?" i asked. He put his arm around me and pushed me closer. His touch made my arm tingle. And I liked how bold he was being. Ussualy guys are too nervous to touch me until the third date.

"Well, my dear." he began in an english accent. I gigled and looked up at him, he was already looking at me with his cute smile on. "It all started in preschool, and my teacher, Miss...Preschool teacher" I laughed again. "Taught us how to finger paint. And from that day forward, i knew painting was my destiny." He looked out into oblivian. I laughed even more.

"What a moving story..." i said and pretened to cry.

"Dont cry dear lass!" he held me tighter and moved me so i was looking at him.

"It was just soo beautiful." i said than whipped my invisable tears away.

"I know what will cheer you up!"

"What?" than he started to tickle me. I was laughing soo hard. I neverr really been tickled before. He stopped when we were streached across the couch and he was on top of me, breath close. He leaned in to kiss me. Somehow, I began to panick. I knew if i kissed him, I would eat him. I rolled off the couch and out of the way. Wait a sec...I ROLLED AWAY FROM EATING ME! What has gotten into me?!!

"Sorry," he said nervously. I looked at him, he was blushing and had his head down. He was still laying down and put his face in the pillow. I sat up on the floor and leaned my head towards him. I knocked on his noggin for him to turn around and face me. He did.

"Its ok." I said and kissed his cheek. "I just don't want to go so fast." He smiled and sat up.

"Sooo, what do you want to do now?" Well by now i was suppose to be eating you, but somehow I'm not! i thought I told you, YOUR NOT EATING HIM! maggie yelled at me. Than it clicked. Maggie took over my head. For that moment, she was me.