• "You must have spent ages planting in this wonderful garden." I said, putting my fingertip on one of the scarlette roses. Nothing that smelled exravegant when I was human, didn't smell to my liking now. The rose didn't smell like anything. I loved the smell of flowers, too. It reminded me of my mother also. She always smelled like a fragrance of flowers. One human memory gone. "My pal, Alice, liked to plant with me. We'd spend hours in the garden having picnics, playing with dolls, planting, exploring. It was quite fun. Until one day, Alice got lost in the forest. It upset me to have her gone. I don't know what happened to her, but I know I miss her dearly." Charlotte said, looking down. "Maybe she's still alive. You'd never know." I said. "It was over 200 years ago. She's bound to be dead by now." Charlotte whined. "Oh." I mumbled. She wasn't a vampire? Did Alice know that her best buddy was a vampire? Had Alice turned into a werewolf in the process of looking for Charlotte? Who knew? "At least I have a...friend now." She said, smiling at me. I shot a wide smile back. "Beth! Charlotte!" Stefan called from the house. We both jumped. His voice sounded frantic and worried. "What! What's the matter Stefan? "Liam and his coven are here!" He whispered. Then, I almost fainted. sad