DORÉE, vincent jacob

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I got another letter from Dad last night. Can't he just get it through his thick skull that I don't want anything to do with him or his vampire buddies? Or even his werewolf buddies. Dad just isn't the same person he was before that vampire bit him. I miss him a lot, but I know that man-vampire-whatever he is now-he's not my dad anymore. He thinks he's doing the right thing by joining that...vampire and werewolf supremist group, but all it has done is ruin lives. Including mine and at only 14 years old. Mom still hasn't been the same, but luckily she has Andy back home. I just miss the way things used to be. I want to be four years old again, still human, still didn't know I was a wizard and Dad just starting to teach me the guitar.

Journal two

Okay, so that last entry was a little dark. Maybe things aren't quite as bad as I made them out to be. I was just missing the old days. Things aren't so bad, I guess. Through everything that has happened, I've gotten some pretty good pals out of it.

Pete Maddoxx, one of my best friends, I met through Hogwarts. He was in Hufflepuff, but in the same year. We hit it off so well, we even started writing music together! Pete's uncle, Tobias, was my dad's best friend, until he found out what a jerk he'd become. He still doesn't know exactly what happened to Dad and I don't know if I have the heart to tell him. Tobias and I are pretty close and I generally spend my summers and holidays at his place.

Jacob Roberts is in my house and the same year. He's pretty great; the only downside to him is that he's really smart and he knows it. So yeah, he kind of has a big head sometimes. And then my buddy, Josh Taylor. He's in Gryffindor in my same year. Sometimes I wonder why we're friends sometimes. Our interests couldn't be more opposite.

Then there's Alex and Zelda Garrett, both magical. Alex is a great guy. He's so happy all the time. Sometimes I catch myself feeling a bit jealous of him. It's like he doesn't have any problems at all. Or that he's good at hiding them at least. Zelda can be a little judgmental and rough around the edges, but altogether a pretty nice girl. Smart as hell. And I found out she is actually working towards a lycanthropy cure! If that's even possible; I'm trying not to get my hopes up.

And y'know, of course there's Araziel. He's probably the friend I fight with the most 'cause he can be a freakin' jerk but I honestly don't know what I'd do without him. I feel like I can be completely myself around him and all that. Also, he makes great coffee.

Oh, and there's Lucien. I guess I would count him as a friend even though he's scary as hell sometimes.

Journal three

I've gotta be honest. I really miss Joe, my oldest brother. I always really looked up to him. I used to look up to David, my second oldest brother, too, but not as much as Joe. He just seemed tougher, I guess. Like he could handle anything. He's one of the most supportive guys I've ever met. Or he used to be at least. After he found out what I am, he cut off all contact with me. The werewolf part, not the wizard part. After what happened with Dad, he just got a bad taste in his mouth when it came to ...creatures, I guess. Like me. Like Dad. Last David told me, Joe got mixed up with this hunter group. Fantastic, right?

Journal four

I sometimes worry about what would happen if word got out that I'm a werewolf. In the Wizarding World, I mean. I know I should, but I haven't gotten myself registered yet. To be honest, I'm kind of scared to. I've seen the way people werewolves. It doesn't matter how good at magic they are or how good of a person they are. Yeah, I think I'll continue trying to keep it a secret. I mean, the some of the staff know, of course, and a couple of my friends, but that's it. And I would really like to keep it that way. It might be a bit selfish, but I'm glad Jake is a werewolf, too. That way I don't have to go it alone. [/ul]



NAME- Marily
TIME ZONE- Central
OTHER CHARACTERS- Jacob, Hermione, Samantha
ANYTHING ELSE?- Lotsa love!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE Back in Augusta, Maine for the weekend. Vincent had been avoiding coming back there. He hadn't been home in a few months from school because...well...his mother was depressing and his brother was annoying. His mother had never really gotten past what had happened between her and his father. She didn't really get any closure from the fallout she had with him. And his little brother, Andy, could be just plain annoying.

Vincent made his way to downtown Augusta to his favorite coffee shop, simply called 'Café.' The name of the place was pretty unimaginative, but the coffee that they served was pretty amazing. The only downside was that the main barista had a tendency to flirt with him and when it came to flirtatious women, Vincent just couldn't handle it.

"Hey," said Vincent, coming up to the counter. He looked at the woman, bracing himself for what was about to come.

"Well, hey, there, darlin'! We haven't seen you around here in some time!" she said, in a mixture of a smoker's voice and a southern accent. A shiver ran down his spine when he heard her voice. She was quite a bit older than him, which just made it all that much creepier.

"Yeah, I've...school and other-I've been busy," he said, shrugging off the question, not wanting to talk to her any longer than he absolutely had to. "Grande pumpkin spice latte?" he said, ordering his usual.

"Gotcha, sweetheart," she said, winking at him and placing the order in. With a sigh of relief, Vincent turned and took a seat in the corner of the café.