#fromrochelle

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 8 Mai

Draculaura appears to be distracted today. I was stationed in the Creepateria, observing the comings and ghoulings, when I noticed that her facade is tres scary. I was about to go ask her if she needed my protection when there was a loud commotion. Neighthan came galloping in a little too fast, and he skidded across the floor right into Deuce, whose sunglasses fell off. Unfeartunately, Deuce had been conversing with Jackson and Cleo at the time, and they both turned into stone. It doesn't last long, and Jackson never minds rocking out - when he can remember it - but Cleo acted as though she was entombed for an eternity. Poor Neighthan was whinnying in embarrassment, and Deuce was mortalfied, but I assured them being stone isn't as grotesque as it seems, especially when it wears off before the next class bell rings. By the time Jackson and Cleo were un-stone-ified, Draculaura had flown off. I guess I'll have to question her later.

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 20 Mai

Oh, mon ghoul! So much has happened, and I don't have much time to write about it, so for now, I must make a long story precise. I could not wait to write about the most amazing part! I was weightless! Twyla used boogey sand to turn us ghouls into ghosts - that's the part I don't have time to write about now - and I floated to the ceiling of her father's library. It was fangtastique! That must be what swimming feels like. But of course, I hope if I ever were to swim, I'd have much more control than I did when I was levitating. I kept drifting into walls... and then through them! But now I must run... I mean, float, tout suite. My ghoulfriends and I are going to get our ghost on and go to a mysterious school to save Spectra! Maybe there we can discover who is haunting Draculaura!

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 5 Mai

I am officially the most fashionable Safety Monster ever to protect the halls of Monster High. Garrott designed a sash for me to wear while on duty. It is tres shriek. It is made from the finest tarantula silk and reads 'To Protect and To Serve'. Garrott is so sweet; it's scary. I do miss him terror-ibly, but at least we get to stay in touch on the interwebs. And he sends me the most fangtastic gifts, does he not? I must write him a merci most immediate!

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 19 Mai

Ç'est true! Draculaura confirmed that she is being haunted! All of us ghouls were having lunch, and spooky things kept happening to Draculaura while we watched. We went to talk to Spectra about it, but she refused to believe it. She said that haunting was against the rules but refused to explain further. She was acting tres beast-zarre and floated away. We're going to follow her...

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 14 Mai

Were-fleas! Can you imagine?! It's ghastly! For Clawdeen, and Clawd. Clawdeen denies that the werewolves have fallen prey to were-fleas, but I read all about it in the Ghost Post. I must warn Garrott when I video chat with him later, n'est-ce pas? It's only a matter of time before the werewolves in Scaris are also stricken. Oh, I do hope the were-fleas don't cause Clawdeen's clawsome hair to have dead-ends.

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 15 Mai

I adore fanging out with Ghoulia! She is the smartest and funniest beastie a ghoul can have. I shall never suffer ennui with her because she is never boring. Since I admire her brains, I asked if she had noticed Draculaura acting un-Draculaura-like. She told me something positively frightful! She said she believes Draculaura is being haunted! I asked her how this could be! I have heard old wolves' tales of a 'Dame Rouge' who once haunted monsters in Scaris, but I never believed it to be so. And yes, Ghoulia, like me, has seen Draculaura jump as though she has seen a ghost. But of course, her complexion has been pale for centuries. Ghoulia groaned that she had seen doors open for Draculaura when there was no one there to open them! This image was so chilling, I looked at my arm to see if I had gravebumps. But of course, I am as rough and stony to the touch as ever. However, I vow to keep a closer watch on Draculaura. Je suis worried.

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 23 Avril

I was tres late for Home Ick today. Mrs. Kindergrubber was not pleased, of course, but happily, today's lesson was on making creepsants. I have been making creepsants to die for since I was a mere infant, so she did not have to repeat the lesson, and I was able to help my classmonsters take theirs. Clawdeen was especially proud of her batch since they were perfectly crescent moon-shaped. While we were taking a break and eating our creations with clawscary jam, Robecca, who is often late herself, asked me, "Ça va? Is everything okay?" "Oui, ça va." I answered her. I explained I had been late because I was watching Lagoona swim in the pool and had been lost in my dayscreams. Oh, how I long to swim as well as she does, or swim at all. Everyone knows that I am dead weight in the water - I sink like a tombstone, and there is nothing to be done for that. I shall swim only in my imagination. I was filled with melancholy to think it. But then my iCoffin growled, and all sadness swam away - it was a text from Garrott, and I am die-lighted to know he is thinking of me.

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - Cover

Do not think you can read my diary without me seeing you!

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Rochelle's Haunted Diary - 11 Mai

Several times today, I observed Draculaura acting batty. Once when she was walking down the hall alone - she didn't know I was perched at the top of the stairs - I saw her jump and almost trip as she rounded a corner. I ran down to help her, but she just laughed away my concern, saying she was just being clumsy. Another time we were in the ghoul's locker room, and she glanced in the direction of the mirror above the sinks when suddenly she gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth. I looked in the mirror but saw nothing, her reflection as absent as ever. I attempted to engage her in conversation, but she said she was late for study howl and ran out. It was only later that I remembered we shared the same study howl, and it was not that period.

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Rochelle’s Scaris Sketchbook

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 19 octobre

I think I did a bad thing today that I am not very proud of, maybe. Deuce was playing casketball at the park close by my building. He was playing by himself, and I told Roux to bring me the ball. Roux flew down and snatched the ball from the air, and flew back up to our roof. I could hear the yelling and running below, so I knew she got the ball. Deuce made it to the top of the building, and I pretend to scold Roux for being a bad griffin. Deuce was surprised to see me and happy to have his casketball back. He took off his glasses and wiped the sweat from his eyes. Ahh ... such a beautiful green ... we hung out on the roof and talked for what seemed like the hours about many things. He is also très drôle. I did not know this about him. Then Cleo called him. He put his glasses back on, and he had to go. Yes, I know, I know. This is a thing that can only end in tears, and I do not want that.

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 19 septembre

I was late for class today, and as I hurried to avoid detention, I hurried into Deuce Gorgon and Il est extrêmement beau! He was hurrying in the direction opposite on the same path, and so I knocked him down. I am not very big, but I am ... solid for my size. His glasses flew off, and he was so surprised that he forgot he was a Gorgon and looked right into my eyes. For the moment, there was sadness in his eyes and then surprise again as I handed him back his sunglasses. "You didn't turn to stone?" "Non," I say. The Gorgon and the basilisk, I told him, do not affect my kind. He covered up his eyes with the sunglasses again and asked, "Really?" I smiled and said, "Oui." "Wow--cool," says he, and then he is hurrying again to class. Yes, I know who his girlfriend is; but those eyes of emerald green are something perhaps I shall hurry to see again, non?

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 15 novembre

I was how do they say ... "volunteered" ... to help with the middle school carnival today. I was in the booth demonstrating how to build sandcastles. So much fun! I built the great cathedral I could see from my roof in Scaris. Monsieur D'eath came by to see it and show me a ticket he bought for Scaris! I am so happy for him. I saw Deuce too ... sigh. Since our adventure in the maze, Robecca and I have been hanging out a lot together. I told her about Deuce, and she told me that what I am doing is not safe for my heart. She is right. I do not understand my feelings right now. They are most hasty for a gargoyle. I also saw Robecca do the same stunt for the crowd that she did for me in the maze. Only I did not volunteer to be the fall monster. Hah! It was a good day, and I am loving Monster High. I have never been so happy with a "hasty" decision in my unlife. :)

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 2 novembre

I went to the maze today to skate. It is what I like to do when I want to think about nothing else. It is relaxing for me. I did not turn on the obstacles because it is not safe when one skates alone, except I was not alone. I thought I was the only ghoul in the maze, and then I heard another skater coming from behind and coming quickly. I heard, "Passing!" I barely had the time to move over when I was passed by Robecca. I saw the little flame from her rocket boots, and she was gone. The race, as they say, it was "on." Robecca is a great skater and fast, but I am fast as well.

I was catching up when I realized the obstacles were on now. Sacre bleu! I barely made it past a giant spider that was webbing off a section of the track. I still got some of the thick spider silk tangled in my wing, but I did not take the time to stop and untangle it. I wondered if Robecca skated with the obstacles on all the time, or was it because I was skating too? I saw her ahead, and she was stopped. She was looking down, and I thought something was wrong with her skate, and I said to myself--"Ah-ha!" I shall pass her. As I went by, I heard her shout, "Arrêtez!" But it was too late. I was falling, and I could not fly because of the spider silk on my wing. It was a deep pit, and I could see water at the bottom. I cannot swim. Then I heard, "Got you!" and I stopped falling and started rising. I could hear the firing of the rockets in Robecca's boots as she pulled me out of the pit. We rested for a bit as she helped me pull the web from my wing. I asked her why she skated with the obstacles on, and she says to me, "I thought you turned them on!" Then from somewhere in the maze, we both heard a laugh that ended in a purr.

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 12 octobre

Roux and I were chasing the pigeons from our roof today. She is great at the chasing part but not so much at the catching because when she is sneaking up, she makes a little screeching noise, and the pigeons fly off. It is still fun, and the pigeons stay off our roof, at least until we go inside.

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Rochelle’s Between Classes Diary - 1 octobre

Today I had an appointment with Monsieur D'eath. I do not know why I think this, but I think the students make him nervous, and I think that he maybe owns a cat. I do not know why but I do. He checked my file many times, checked my student ID once, and twice asked for the spelling of my name. Maybe he was just being thorough, or maybe is afraid of a trick being played upon him. As he was looking at the file, I looked around the room, and I noticed a picture of Scaris, and from the angle and view of the other buildings, I knew it had to be taken from the rooftop of where I used to live. When I mentioned this to him, he almost came alive. Now the rest of the time, our appointment was filled with him asking so many detailed questions about living in Scaris that I assumed he must have lived there or visited many times. When I asked if this was so, he went back to being sad once more. "No," he said, "I have only been there in books and movies," I told him he should go and see it for real. He said it was on his "casket list" of things to do but that his work with the students was so important he did not know how he could spare the time. He reminds me of some gargoyles I know that sit together on the same building. Some face only east, and some face only west. They tell each other how beautiful the sunrise and sunset are, but they will never turn to see for themselves because what if the sunset is more beautiful than the sunrise, or the sunrise is more beautiful than the sunset? They think this will make them unhappy with what they see every day. Maybe this is the same with him, or maybe there is just no monster to take care of his cat when he is gone.