Steve Leonard

There was something about Annie. It wasn't that she was precious (well, she wasn't), it wasn't that she was smart (quite retarded, actually), it wasn't that she was good at anything (very lousy in bed to be frank), but she was Shan's sister. That almost certainly had advantages.

When I saw her I soon found out that she didn't take her brother's "death" well. she cut her hair short and let it get shaggy; no ribbons, no barrettes, no rubber bands. And she was wearing all Shan's old t-shirts with spider logos. When I stalked her a little more I learned she even slept in his room. She needed to get over it or I wouldn't know how to get through it. I watched her for a while (four years, if I remember) until I started talking to her. She was a sophomore girl by then; it seemed normal to be followed by a freaky person.

"Annie, do you remember me?" I asked.

"Yeah, I remember you, Steve Leonard. You got bitten by that spider. The one that he..." she seemed to be trapped in her memories. "i still have those dolls..." she muttered.

"So... what's today? Sunday, right?" I asked, trying to keep her focused on me.

"Yeah, it's Sunday. Like his funeral..." she lost her voice at that point.

"I remember you were screaming and crying... it must have been hard," (trying to sound sympathetic.) "If you want me to leave I can," You have to act ordinary, I kept telling myself, If she says no today she might say yes tomorrow. I wanted her to accept me quickly so the Plan could unravel.

"Could you come back tomorrow? The parents are never home ever since Angela got a job, so you come anytime between eight A.M. And seven P.M."

"You want me to take you to school? I got an old, beat-up car. It runs nice and everything."

Annie brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. "That would be sweet of you."

was she trying to flirt?

This was going to be easier than I thought.

Annie Shan

Steve came by today. I think he dropped out of school and went on a road trip or something like that. It would explain a lot.

I still couldn't forget Darren. But then again, who could? He was my brother. I loved him. Of course, Angela and Dermot forgot all about him. They're sooo concerned about their jobs they don't even care about me.

When he came, I knew it was Steve but has he always been so attractive?

He offered to take me to school. An offer I happily accepted.

When he left I drew pictures of sunsets, rose bouquets, and couples sitting on park benches.

I flipped through one of my notebooks and got a paper cut. A drop of blood fell from my finger onto one of the pictures of the couples. I looked closer and saw it fell on the boyfriend's mouth, and the guy in my picture looked like Steve.

Well... he always was obsessed with vampires...