My name is Vincent. I've always led a normal life. Make friends. Go to school. Come home. The usual, you know? But that's the 'outside me.' Secretly, I've always had this weird… Fetish, if you will. I've got a 'thing' for dead girls. Now, its not necrophilia, but it could be considered a branch from it by some, and others may consider it necrophilia. I don't see it as that. I just like dead girls. Maybe a little too much. I had always wanted to meet one in real life. Not a dead girl in a coffin. A living dead girl. Not one that craves flesh. Just a dead girl that still walks and talks. One that has cold skin. One that has overcome reggae mortis. One day, I did get that wish. I'll tell you that story now.
I opened my eyes and looked at my ceiling. Another night gone by, and nothing happened. I sat up, scratched the back of my head, and opened the desk drawer next to my bed.
"I found you a week ago," I whispered. "I did everything you told me to. I dug up the grave of the person I wanted to come to life. I put a garlic clove in her casket and wrote '3A07' on it. I dug a hole in the back yard of my house, and buried her there." I threw the book at the floor and stood up. "Guess it was just a hoax."
"Hey, are you dressed yet?" My mother yelled at me from down the hall. "You're going to be late for school!"
I pulled out my phone and looked at the time and date. August 7th. "Mom, its 10 A.M. and its Saturday!" I yelled back as I stood up and walked over to my closet. "I'm going to be staying at Raoul's tonight, okay?" I grabbed a pair of black jeans and a yellow shirt that had a skull and flowers and put them on and walked to the living room.
"Hey, take care of your brother while I'm gone, okay?" My mother told me as she was getting ready to leave the house.
"Mom, he never leaves his room." I sighed.
"Well, then check on him occasionally." She replied.
"I'm leaving at one, after I make lunch." I said, irritated.
"Fine. Just make him supper, too." She said as she bolted out the door.
I sighed and went to the kitchen to raid the fridge. "Hmm… What to make, what to make?" I pulled out the milk and closed the fridge. I turned around and put the milk on the table. I grabbed a bowl and spoon. I sat down and looked at the cereal in front of me. I grabbed the lucky charms and poured some in my bowl, and topped it with milk. I grabbed my spoon and ate it.
"Hey, what are you making for lunch?" My brother snuck up behind me and asked.
"How old are you" I asked.
"Thirteen." He said.
"How many meals have you made?" I asked.
"None." He said curiously.
"Well, today's your lucky day." I said with a laugh. "You're making lunch." I got up and walked up the stairs. "Have fun!"
"But, I don't know what to do!" He whined.
"Follow the directions on the box of whatever you make, idiot." I said as I entered my room and grabbed the black, title less book I threw on the ground earlier, then turned around and ran down the stairs.
"Where are you going?" My brother gritted through his teeth.
"No where." I said casually with a grin. "You have my cell number. Call me if you need to." I ran down the stairs up to my door and turned down the sidewalk.
"Hey, what took so long?" someone said as the smacked me in the back.
"Ow!" I yelped. "Raoul, what was that for?" I hit him back.
"You kept me waiting." He said. "What's that book?"
"Follow me, I'll tell you." I said as I turned down the ally by my house. I stopped and snuck through a hole in my fence and went into the tree house I had in my back yard.
"Why are we here?" Raoul asked.
I threw the book I had down in front of him and sat down on the couch, grabbed the remote and Playstation 3 controller, and turned the TV and PS3 on.
"I see you got power to work in the tree house." Raoul said with a grin. "Nice."
I grabbed my headset and started a game online. "Here." I said as I threw Raoul a controller.
"Thanks." He said as he entered the game. "You never told me what the black book was, you know."
I grinned. "I know. You'll see. I had a dream last night, and I have a good feeling about today."
Raoul looked at me, confused. I grinned and he looked at the screen and we played games online for the next few hours, talking to people online and occasionally cracking jokes about the game, and yelling at the screen like it could understand us.
"Hmm." I said as I looked at my watch. "Its almost time."
"What?" Raoul asked.
I said nothing and got up, and walked over to the tree house window. "Look down there." I pointed at the far corner of the yard.
Raoul looked there, and then at me. "What am I supposed to see?"
"What?" I said irritated. "It should have… Why didn't it… Grr."
"What should have?" He asked me.
"Nothing." I said as I walked back to the couch. "Never mind."
"Hey, mind if we stay the night here?" Raoul asked as he opened the mini fridge and took a pop out. "Want one?" I nodded and he tossed one at me.
"Uhm, sure." I said, suddenly excited. "We can stay here. My mom's out off town tonight anyway."
"Okay." He said and started grinning. "We've got the rations. We've go the supplies. We could hold of the undead if we had to!" We laughed and continued to play games.