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Disclaimer: All rights go to Charlaine Harris. Sookie Stackhouse Novels are not mine. I don't own any of it.
Chapter One
Meeting It
Vampires are the one thing I was afraid of. I wasn't afraid when a spider skittered across the ceiling, or when a snake pulled itself across the lawn, or when I figured out I am a telepath. But when the vampires 'came out of the coffin,' I was scared half to death.
Luckily, I live in one of the smallest towns in Louisiana- Bon Temps. We haven't yet seen one of the blood suckers walk into Merlotte's, our only bar and my workplace. Arlene, my best waitress friend, and I were so ecstatic about that. She didn't want a vampire in the same town as her two children and I felt the same about Gran and my brother, Jason.
You can only imagine my panic when one waltzed into the bar and sat down in my section. I was shaking so hard that I'm sure I looked like a dog after a bath. Arlene and the bar patrons hadn't seemed to notice the fact that he is a vampire. My boss, Sam Merlotte, may have noticed because he flinched a little, but I doubt it. I sure did notice, though. He had a glow to his pale skin that surely was not human. My suspicion of him being our first vampire in the four years they were out was confirmed when he asked for a TruBlood. That is the Japanese synthetic bottled blood that they made so people wouldn't panic about them drinking from us. I still did.
"I'm sorry; we don't have that around here. Maybe, if you're staying around these parts long, I can ask my boss if he'd be willing to order some. We haven't had a need for it before." I replied with a pained look, hoping he would say he is just passing through town.
"That would be wonderful," he said back, squashing my hopes. "I will be residing in this town for quite some time now." He smiled and raked his eyes over me, stuttering in some private areas. If it wasn't the middle of the week when the drunks aren't out to diminish my tolerance levels, I would have smacked him upside his head. I can't exactly blame him though; I was not cursed when the Lord made me. The outfits we wear for work, with the shorts and tight t-shirts, did not help my cause either.
He ordered a red wine to "keep up appearances" and gave me a cocky smile, like he thought he impressed me. Well he had another thing coming if he was trying to flirt with me. If he was being inappropriate, I guessed I could, so I put down my mind-shields and attempted to read his mind. It just looked like a black pool. Nothing! People were so easy to read. Some basically shouted it into my head, and some were just clouds of emotion. But with him I got nothing. Maybe it's because he's a vampire. I didn't like it one bit. How am I supposed to know if I'm safe if I can't read his mind? I'm not used to just knowing on instinct!
As I walked back from his table, I noticed that Mack and Denise Rattray had sat down in my section. Great, this was going to be a long night.
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