This movie that has influenced millions of teens, somehow managed to sink into my dreams. I am not a Twilight fiend, I just enjoy the books and would rather them over the movie any day. I haven't even seen the movie in quite awhile... okay since I bought it the day it came out. But this dream, this dream felt like bliss. Only the ones that seem to be trully real. I happened to be the damsel in distress, while my honey being the heroic vampire saved the day. The scene was in a school, and I was the interested one who peeked at him constantly. I was curious, because I knew what he was. His beauty was stunning and glowing, not the glittery diamnond affect as though the movie has portrayed. His skin was so smooth, and flawless. His chiseled body was hard, and very intimidating... well to others. I, on the other hand wanted to love him, and be wrapped in those rock hard arms. He caught me staring, but I did not shy away. Approaching me with a walk so masculine, yet it looked as though it should be on a runway. I was in awe, entraced by his beauty as his lips fell forcefully on mine. There were no words to be said, he knew how I felt and obviously accepted it. At that moment I desperately wanted to be like him, to hear what he hears, and to go where he goes. His brother stared us down as if we had commited the greatest sin. I knew very well why he was staring at us so intently. I felt different, and HE was as shocked as I was. We had no idea that a kiss would turn me, and a few seconds later we didn't regret it. I bit his neck as he bit mine, and it sent a very intimate wave through my body. I felt as if no one were near us for miles. When I opened my eyes, we weren't at the school. We had actually teleported to a dock. After that, we could not get enough of eachother. Each kiss seemed to have taken us to a new destination. The last, was his house. In the basement where he slumbered. We shared an intimate night... and needless to say, I awoke with my heart pounding as I looked to my still sleeping lover. MY vampire.