#fromlagoona

Clawdeen said, "You need to come with us." Then while my head was still spinning, they whisked me to my room, did my hair and make-up, picked out an outfit for me, and headed me out the door. I heard Clawd say, "The package is on the move." That's when Heath, Deuce, and Jackson came around the corner and, along with Clawd, escorted me to the limo like they were protecting royalty. They opened the back door, and Gil was waiting for me inside. "Hello Ms. Blue, shall we go?" "Then the limo whisked us away for an uninterrupted day of just the two of us. I am tempted to say it was the beast day ever, but I think that's only going to be true until I see Gil when I come to Monster High from Madread.

Sirena, a Hybrid monster, wants us to go for a swim to help teach us to work together as one. I can't think of anything more fintastic! For one thing, my skin is getting frightfully dry, and I'm all out of monsterizer. I like Jinafire as much as any ghoul - I'm down with everybody - but her overheated personality is too close for comfort. I'm really hoping a swim is just what she needs to cool off a bit. I don't know how anybody can live while being so fired up all the time. It's firesome. I mean, tiresome. LB

Mad Science class had to be canceled today after poor Heath Burns let his impulsive nature get the best of him. A bunch of us walked into class just as Mr. Hackington finished unpacking a large piece of lab equipment. He said it was a gift to the school from a former student who was now a famous mad scientist. It looked like a monster-sized shoe box standing on its end and was painted completely black except for one shiny metallic button about halfway up on one of its sides. Mr. H. was just about to tell us what it was when he got called to the office for some reason. The last thing he said before he left was, “All right me little Pandoras – nobody touch the box while I’m gone.” Of course, Heath was out of his chair and standing at the box as soon as Mr. Hackington stepped out of the room. Sometimes Deuce will stone Heath before he can get into trouble, but this time Deuce just shook his head and said, “He’s got to learn sometime.” Heath just laughed and said, “What?” “Nothing’s going to happen – watch.” Heath pushed the button, and there was a noise like a tea kettle makes just before it starts to whistle. Heath jumped back, and then the noise stopped. I guess we’d all been holding our breaths… at least those of us who breathe… cause we all let them out at once, which Heath thought was funny, and he walked back over to the box and leaned against its side. “See, I told you nothing was going to hap…” was all he got out as a panel in the box opened up, and two tentacles shot out and pulled Heath in. The panel immediately closed, and we could hear Heath yelling for help and lots of banging and what sounded like splashing. Mr. Hackington came back at that moment, and he must have figured out what happened pretty quick cause he ran to his desk, grabbed something that looked like a remote control, and pointed it at the box. All of a sudden, a panel at the bottom of the box opened, and a Heath-shaped package wrapped in what looked like spider silk dipped in tar shot out and bounced across the floor. Mr. Hackington made us all leave before we could find out if Heath was okay, but later on in the day, Headless Headmistress Bloodgood told us that he was going to be fine, only he was going to need a few days off from school. Poor bloke.

HH Bloodgood wants us to write about our monster heritage for this book she wants to put together and give out to all of us at the end of the year. All right then – this should be easy or possibly not. Problem is my dad is a very private monster, and not even the mates of my surf team know him very well, and that’s after he has been a volunteer at all our competitions. Until he met me mum, he barely had any contact with dry land monsters at all. ‘Course mum’s not exactly a dry land monster either – she’s an ocean nymph. She still lives in the same scary sweet little grotto as she did when dad met and married her. Being a nymph means that mum can leave the water and hang out on land as long as she doesn’t travel too far from her grotto otherwise, she gets really weak. Dad will only leave the water for very short periods of time, and that’s only if there’s a real emergency – like one time when I was just a small fry, I was playing on the top of this rock and didn’t notice the tide going out. When I finally pay attention, I found that at low tide, it was a long way from the top of that rock where I was to the bottom of that rock that was now sticking out of the sand. Mum couldn’t come and help me cause I was too far from the grotto and I was too little to climb down on my own. I remember the sun being very hot, and my skin was starting to not just dry out but to burn. I was really scared, and I thought I was never going to get down when I heard my dad calling my name, “Lagoona, it’s okay – be brave and jump to me so we can get you back in the water.” I had to jump down a little but not too far cause dad climbed almost to the top of the rock to get me. It was still a long way from that rock back to the water, though, and it couldn’t have been easy on my dad to cross that distance twice. He told me later that being on land for him was like swimming against the strongest current in the ocean and never being able to rest. I reckon to have the best of both me mum and dad though since I’m at home when I’m in the water, but I don’t feel like a stranger when I’m on land.

Today I hung out with Abbey Bominable. She’s new this year, and I think she’s been having a hard go of it. Her family lives way up the mountain, and so Abbey stays with Headless Headmistress Bloodgood during the week, so she doesn’t have to make the up and down trek every day. She can’t even count on calling home every day cause they don’t have cell phones on the mountain, which I can totally relate to since my dad doesn’t have one either. Of course, he does live in a place that’s not exactly friendly to electronics. Anyway, I told her that I understood how hard it is to be in a strange place away from your friends and family where no monster speaks your language or really understands your culture. Even at Monster High, where there are all kinds of monsters from all kinds of different places, it can still take a while to get your sea legs. So when she asked me if I was some kind of fish girl – :) – I did start laughing, but I let her know that I wasn’t laughing at her, and even though she wanted to walk away, I made her come back, and we talked for a long time. Abbey is very… direct. She is also very tall and quite strong, so I think some monsters get intimidated by her. But you know what? She’s also scary sweet, and funny. When I told her that her language skills were fine, she said, “No, they are abominable.” I didn’t know if she understood what she had just said, but she cracked a little smile and said, “It is joke.” I think Abbey is going to be just fine at MH.

So I went to The Maul to buy Neptuna a new chew toy and Cleo de Nile was there hanging out by herself, so we met up and did some team shopping. She's cooler than people think, but it does take some work to get to know her. Anyway, she bought me lunch and wanted to buy me some new outfits, too, but I told her I had plenty. She'd never say so, but I think she believes I don't have a fashion sense because I dress in baggies, tanks, and floppies all the time. It's all good, though, 'cause I really dress this way because I like to and I've already mastered surfing in platforms 'cause sometimes when the waves are primo, I don't want to waste time changing. Of course, I've got stacks of fashion stuff since my dad knows where to find all the best sunken treasures.

Hey Brah! If you find my diary, please return it to me before it singes your fingers