Hehe, thanks Kristin...Annie and Adrienne shall meet... although her differences, Annie can cope with a dancer... and be good friends.
Copito is way too jealous...
just wait til he meets our Princess Torinella....:whistles: or should we call him Paparazzo?




Okay, here lies a special entry...just before Annie parted to England for the Christmas vacations to the Saenz Residence.


December 13th, 2069

I know, I know. It’s been a while. Actually, three months, and I’m sorry. But things around the Muggle world aren’t exactly so great to write about it on you. First, school just keeps me right busy on my homework and many essays to do. I never imagined myself writing so many essays in such a young age I am now, thirteen. Everything since my birthday has been way too boring, except Copito, Sandy, Rocco and of course, Ulises.
He keeps taking me out of the sudden to either Rizzo’s or to a walk around the parks, trying to get day by day the trust of Copito, who seems to not like him at all, yet is holding himself to not scratch his hands or even the face if Ulises tries to hold my hand. It’s hilarious to see Copito’s nose wrinkle whenever that happens.
Rocco and Sandy come around as often as possible, warning me about forgetting them. Me…doing that such horrible thing to them? No way! They are and will be the best friends and persons I ever met in my life, which I thank God I did when I was little. They actually taught me how to defend myself from bullies. Not that I am one now, but at least no one gets to mess with me after I joined the soccer team. Beware of the Cannon; I shall say whenever we start a game.
In a about a week, my parents and I will take the trip to Highcliff, to where the Saenz live. There, during the weekend, they will hold a party at the residence. Of course, Emiliano invited his friends, older people. I can stick to the Christmas Special Cartoons from the TV shows. They are always fun, right? And while that, I could eat a lot of cake, turkey and that hot sauce Aunt Maria prepares every time a party is on. It is delicious. No wonder I have such a hard to please taste for food; the women from my family love to cook and it looks like it’s their natural job.
So, as for this week, being on break and all, I can start preparing my luggage to take to the Saenz’s. Mom suggests me to take some extra to start on the moving, yet it is way too sad to think. I might consider it…
Well, as I said…boring times came into my dialogue to you. Off you disappear and thanks for letting me write on your pages. Thanks for listening.
Xoxo.
Annie.