Hey everyone! Silverstorms here, attempting an angst/ romance fic. I call it: Interview With A Vampire! (Wonder where I got that idea from ^_^)
A couple of weeks ago I watched that movie, and I loved it. It was *so* good!
It totally inspired me to write this fic so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the movie: Interview With A Vampire, or the show Beyblades. But, I *do* own Chris, and I am the first person to make a fic after this movie………so there! *Sticks out tongue*^_^
Flashback: ~~~Flashback~~~
Speaking: " "
Thinking: ( )
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Chapter 1: First Encounter
Reporter's POV (His name's Chris)
I walk aimlessly around my house, just waiting. For in ten minutes I am expecting a visitor, in which I am going to interview. But not just any visitor, this person claims to have led a very interesting and unusual life. I met this person a few nights back, on the city bus.
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Normal POV
It was 3:00 in the morning, and Chris was fast asleep, slumped down in a seat on the city bus. He had been there for over an hour now, and had missed his stop three times. No, it wasn't because he was drunk and collapsed. It was because he was tired. You see, Chris was a very famous reporter and his job was extremely demanding. Sometimes, Chris would interview ten people in one day, and each interview would last for hours. That would leave Chris completely spent.
Chris stirred in his seat on the bus, as he felt the seat shift slightly. Someone had just sat down next to him. He opened his olive-green eyes slowly, and realized who had taken the seat next to his. It was a teenage boy with long, silky raven-hair that was currently in a wrap. He had deep amber eyes, and a pale complexion. He was clad in a plain white t-shirt and navy blue jeans.
The boy saw Chris staring at him through the corner of his eyes, and turned to face him. Chris, who was still slumped down in his seat, quickly sat up straight. "Hi," he said politely, running his hands through his chestnut-brown hair. The boy nodded his hello.
"So, uh, it's pretty late out. Why are you here anyway? Coming home from a night job or something?" Chris asked curiously.
"Yeah, something like that," the boy answered, licking off his blood-red lips. "You look familiar," the amber-eyed boy said suddenly, studying Chris' face.
"Oh," began Chris. "Well, I am a famous reporter you know, Christopher Matthews. You've probably heard of me.
The boy nodded. "You lookin' for a story, Chris?" the boy asked him, coldly. "Always," was Chris' eager reply, his olive-green eyes flashing. "Why? You got one?"
"Yeah. You see, I've led a very interesting and unusual life," said the raven-haired boy, quietly. "You might be interested."
"Awesome! When would you like to schedule our interview," Chris asked, now taking a pen and paper out of his pocket.
"Anytime, I guess," the raven-haired boy replied, with a shrug.
"How about………Friday at 9:00pm?" Chris suggested.
"Yeah………sure," said the boy, sounding a bit uneasy.
"Good! Here's my address," Chris said, handing the boy a small card. The boy took it gratefully.
Suddenly the bus stopped. The raven-haired boy stood up, and was about to walk up to the front of the bus, when he felt a hand grab his wrist firmly. He spun around quickly to face Chris.
"Um………I-I didn't get your name," Chris explained.
"Rei," was the boy's only response, before he shook Chris' hand off his wrist and walked off the bus.
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Chris paced anxiously around his house, still waiting. He checked his watch for the twelfth time that night. It read: 9:20
(Maybe he's not coming) Chris thought to himself with a sigh.
There was a knock at the door, Chris answered it.
Well………what do you think? Did you like it? Is this fic even worth continuing? Please tell me cause I've already finished chapter two! Read and review si vous plait! (Please)
Uh………about my other fic: "A Day At The Mall? Alright!" Well, I don't know if I should continue it. I completely ran out of ideas for it. Tell me what you think. And if for some twisted reason you'd like to adopt it, let me know, okay? (I'm begging you!)
Till my next update, later days!
And I'm out! *Logs of pc*
Silverstorms
