thirty Carns on them? Why
would you have any friends anyway?”
Growing
quite irritated, I dialed Kate’s number and told her about the jerk guard.
“I’m
going to have to hear from your friend,” the guard snapped.
I
forcefully handed him the phone.
Moments
later I passed through the gate and left the ass behind. He did not look happy.
I
cruised through an impressive neighborhood of Gothic mansions, some three or
four stories high. Several of the mansions had castle-like spheres rising from
them, while others had elaborate decks decorated with lavish statues of beasts.
The lawns were spacious and beautiful, their dead grass twinkling brightly
around trees with sparkling leaves.
Turning
right on Skull Street, I saw cars parked on the side of the street and all
along a wide driveway that led up to a scarlet, three story house. I parked Mr.
FreeCut’s car. This must be April’s house, or April’s parent’s house. But the
distinction was pointless. Either way, she was quite rich.
Walking
over the dead grass, I passed a statue of a three headed dog with gargantuan
fangs. I called Kate to tell her I had arrived. She met me by the front door
dressed in a cute outfit and strutting tall ruby heels.
“Glad
you made it, Janice. Hey, I've got that cute shirt for you – the one I
told you about. Follow me to April’s room.”
Inside,
the party was hopping. Shrieking music with heavy bass beats had the living
room floor smoking with avid vampire feet. Adding to the atmosphere, machines
were sending glowing mist swirling around in the air. Following Kate, I crossed
through a crowd of sexy vampires, all dressed to impress. Everyone was downing
cups of blood. I stared up at the ghost-like ceiling for a moment. A humongous
chandelier shaped like a skull with spikes jabbing out of it hung above me.
This was one damn cool place.
We
arrived in a bedroom where a glow-in-the-dark coffin that was much larger than
mine was positioned in the middle of the room. Three dimensional posters of
muscular vampire models littered the walls, each one showing off vivid tattoos.
Kate
smiled and handed me the sexy red shirt she'd told me about earlier. I went to
the nearby bathroom and put it on; it fitted me perfectly. Looking into the
mirror, I felt like a new vampire, although I still had to deal with the crappy
pants and shoes, and my hair too. But the crimson shirt showed off my skinny
figure well, and even sparkled a little.
“Hey
Janice,” Marsha said, surprising me. “Love the shirt. You look great, gal.”
She
appeared stunning as well.
“So
let’s go out and enjoy the party.”
“Wait,”
I said. “Do you all think that I walk kind of funny?”
Kate
laughed. “Don’t worry about how you walk. Just enjoy yourself.”
I
explained to them how I was drawing stares all the time. I wanted an honest
answer.
“Well,”
Marsha said. “All vamps twist their hips slightly when they walk. Sometimes I
see that you look a little stiff.”
Kate
set off in front of me, slightly swaying her hips and appearing relaxed. I
tagged on behind her.
“Looking
good, looking good,” she said, glancing back. “You’ll have hot guys drooling
all over you. Now let’s go have some fun.”
I
tried to remain relaxed and loose while following Marsha and Kate into the
crowd. There was still no sign of April yet, even though this was her crib.
I
didn’t see any other girl vamps wearing their hair straight down, and received
a plethora of dirty looks from those not otherwise occupied in sucking fangs or
peeping at some guy's showy tattoos.
Then
I did spot April. She turned away and concentrated on the hunk vampire she was
dancing with. I knew she'd seen me because our eyes had met. Why hadn't she
said hello? Hmmmmm…just like at the recreation center. I had the feeling back
then that she didn’t like me.
I
tried not to think about April because I was already being grabbed and groped
like a piece of bloody meat. I backed off momentarily
would you have any friends anyway?”
Growing
quite irritated, I dialed Kate’s number and told her about the jerk guard.
“I’m
going to have to hear from your friend,” the guard snapped.
I
forcefully handed him the phone.
Moments
later I passed through the gate and left the ass behind. He did not look happy.
I
cruised through an impressive neighborhood of Gothic mansions, some three or
four stories high. Several of the mansions had castle-like spheres rising from
them, while others had elaborate decks decorated with lavish statues of beasts.
The lawns were spacious and beautiful, their dead grass twinkling brightly
around trees with sparkling leaves.
Turning
right on Skull Street, I saw cars parked on the side of the street and all
along a wide driveway that led up to a scarlet, three story house. I parked Mr.
FreeCut’s car. This must be April’s house, or April’s parent’s house. But the
distinction was pointless. Either way, she was quite rich.
Walking
over the dead grass, I passed a statue of a three headed dog with gargantuan
fangs. I called Kate to tell her I had arrived. She met me by the front door
dressed in a cute outfit and strutting tall ruby heels.
“Glad
you made it, Janice. Hey, I've got that cute shirt for you – the one I
told you about. Follow me to April’s room.”
Inside,
the party was hopping. Shrieking music with heavy bass beats had the living
room floor smoking with avid vampire feet. Adding to the atmosphere, machines
were sending glowing mist swirling around in the air. Following Kate, I crossed
through a crowd of sexy vampires, all dressed to impress. Everyone was downing
cups of blood. I stared up at the ghost-like ceiling for a moment. A humongous
chandelier shaped like a skull with spikes jabbing out of it hung above me.
This was one damn cool place.
We
arrived in a bedroom where a glow-in-the-dark coffin that was much larger than
mine was positioned in the middle of the room. Three dimensional posters of
muscular vampire models littered the walls, each one showing off vivid tattoos.
Kate
smiled and handed me the sexy red shirt she'd told me about earlier. I went to
the nearby bathroom and put it on; it fitted me perfectly. Looking into the
mirror, I felt like a new vampire, although I still had to deal with the crappy
pants and shoes, and my hair too. But the crimson shirt showed off my skinny
figure well, and even sparkled a little.
“Hey
Janice,” Marsha said, surprising me. “Love the shirt. You look great, gal.”
She
appeared stunning as well.
“So
let’s go out and enjoy the party.”
“Wait,”
I said. “Do you all think that I walk kind of funny?”
Kate
laughed. “Don’t worry about how you walk. Just enjoy yourself.”
I
explained to them how I was drawing stares all the time. I wanted an honest
answer.
“Well,”
Marsha said. “All vamps twist their hips slightly when they walk. Sometimes I
see that you look a little stiff.”
Kate
set off in front of me, slightly swaying her hips and appearing relaxed. I
tagged on behind her.
“Looking
good, looking good,” she said, glancing back. “You’ll have hot guys drooling
all over you. Now let’s go have some fun.”
I
tried to remain relaxed and loose while following Marsha and Kate into the
crowd. There was still no sign of April yet, even though this was her crib.
I
didn’t see any other girl vamps wearing their hair straight down, and received
a plethora of dirty looks from those not otherwise occupied in sucking fangs or
peeping at some guy's showy tattoos.
Then
I did spot April. She turned away and concentrated on the hunk vampire she was
dancing with. I knew she'd seen me because our eyes had met. Why hadn't she
said hello? Hmmmmm…just like at the recreation center. I had the feeling back
then that she didn’t like me.
I
tried not to think about April because I was already being grabbed and groped
like a piece of bloody meat. I backed off momentarily
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