Heyyy=) Just wondering if anybody had an idea for a title coz at the mo, it's sort of The Untitled Story xD
Oliver
As I opened the door to Common Grounds, the familiar smell of coffee hit me. Eve was really trying to get on my good side; today was the third day running she had opened the cafe early.
"Hey, Ollie!" she called, catching sight of me "How's life, boss?"
She was dressed ridiculously; in a skin tight, too short black dress with rips and buckles all over it. Underneath she wore blood red tights patterned with black skulls.
When she turned around to get a Styrofoam cup from behind her, I saw that her dress was backless.
"Good morning, Eve. I trust you're not having too much fun distracting all of our male costumers with your inappropriate dressing skills…"
She laughed and glanced down at her outfit.
"Oh, this! I bought it in Dallas when Michael went to record his album…you like?"
She did a pirouette and a runway pose for me, ignoring the open-mouthed college boys that were watching her.
"Wonderful" I replied, putting as much sarcasm as possible into that one word "Am I paying you to wear outrageous outfits and make sure half the male population of Morganville dream about the sexy Goth coffee girl?"
"From you, Ollie, that's almost a compliment" she replied, passing the college boy his coffee and winking at him.
As she went to clear tables, I noticed she had black, strappy heels on, definitely a sign that something was wrong from the absence of her usual DocMartins.
"What's with the shoes?" I ask, stepping in beside her at the counter and refilling the coffee machine, nicknamed The Monster by Eve.
She blushed, though it hardly showed underneath all of the rice powder makeup.
"Did I hear we've got a new kid?" she asked changing the subject.
I scowled and she pretend blew a kiss at me before hanging up her apron and heading for the door.
"See ya, boss. Gotta date with the World's Hottest Boyfriend, ya know?"
"Don't you dare be late for the evening shift." I said as a temporary farewell.
"Bite me, Ollie"
Eve
I met Michael outside Common Grounds and greeted him with a kiss.
Mmmmm…hold that thought…
He pulled away way too soon and smiled when I pouted.
"Since when are you so chummy with the Boss from Hell?"
"Since it's been like…oh I don't know…two weeks since he last tried to kill me?"
"A record?"
"I think so"
He laughed and pulled me close for another kiss.
"You know" I said "We could just stay home instead of going out…Claire's with the crazy scientist vampire boss and Shane's throwing knives at walls…we've got the house to ourselves"
He smiled and kissed me again.
"Throw in reheated spaghetti for lunch and you've got yourself a deal."
I pretended to think it through and stuck my tongue out at him when he looked pretend disappointed. He leaned in and licked it.
"Back off, bloodsucker!" I whispered, kissing his neck and inhaling his scent before kissing his lips again.
"I'm not sure I want to, zombie" he teased
He took my hand and pulled me into his car.
Mmmmm…
It's a good thing those windows are tinted.
Oliver
I watched Michael and Eve greeting each other and couldn't help feeling jealous of how effortless their love seemed.
To think I had had a chance of that and had thrown it away because of my determination to play the bad guy…How idiotic can you get?
Shane
I got a text from Claire just as I was beating Tom at our favorite sport: sort of like darts but with knives instead of darts.
He wolf-whistled and laughed when I blushed.
"Girlfriend alert, Collins!"
I flipped him off and read the text.
The house is out of bounds, M & E are busy…Fancy going out tonight? Love C xxxx
I hesitated for a moment, not getting her meaning of the busy bit. Then I realized and blushed before texting her back.
Sure thing C, where are you planning on going? We could get a bit busy ourselves…Love you more! S xxxxx
"Just because you're a lonely git Davis, don't mean we all are!" I say to Tom
"Just for that, Collins, I'm gonna kick your ass at this game!"
"In your dreams!"
My phone went off again:
I was thinking about paintballing, E told me about a pretty good place in Vamptown. Love you lots more! C xxxxxx
I texted her back immediately.
Paintballing! Where'd the harmless little Claire I fell in love with go? Also you are sooo wrong about loving me more. S xxxxxxxxxxx
I got an answer a few minutes later, just as I got a bull's-eye with the knife.
See you at 5 at CG. Sorry, can't talk no more, crazy scientist vampire boss is threatening to eat me (jk do NOT set up a rescue mission or anything!) I DO love you more! C xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Humph. Stupid Myrnin. If he wasn't like 900 years old, under the protection of Amelie and a vampire, I would so kill him.
Plus Claire sort of likes him. In a strictly friendly way she assures me.
"Collins!"
Oh crap. Boss alert.
Okayy, I admit I'm not the best with tenses and such…xD this chapter was sort of just meant to set the setting =)
Depending on how inspired I am and how popular this story is, the next chapter'll be up soon.