Last night I had a dream. It was no normal dream. I was at the fotografía studio where my mom works and I was talking to Ian Somerhalder. That was *awesome*. But then Paul Wesley appeared and gave me a weird look then walked away. All of a sudden, Ian Somerhalder was playing baseball in the foto shoot room. I walked out of the room and returned minutos later. Ian had turned into a vampire! A real one, not Damon! I gasped and begged him not to drink my blood, but he smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm a frutas vampire!" He pulled a ciruela, ciruelo out of his pocket- which was weird because before I left the room, his skinny jeans didn't have pockets- and started sucking the jugo, jugo de out it. When he was done, Paul Wesley came back with a normal expression and the two leaned against a window, just like the poster in my room. I think I've looking at that poster to much…