So this is my first story on here. I'm a bit…nervous? (if that's the right word) But I'm also excited. I finally saw Fright Night, which was better than having to wait till Sunday. I loved how menacing Colin Farrell played Jerry and rather enjoyed Christopher's performance as Ed, though I still prefer the original Evil ;) Anywho, here's a prologue of my new story. It's a bit slow, but give it time. I have a few ideas for the next parts so please review and whatnot. I'd love to hear what you think and I'm always open to more ideas and suggestions! Oh, and disclaimer, I own nothing but my ideas and my OC :3
Prologue
Somehow, Olive was able to here the cries over the Three Days Grace song pulsing though her earphones. She didn't bother pausing the song, but rather turned up the volume a fraction to block out the world and focus on the small yet thick textbook propped open in her lap. She was behind on the reading assigned in class and was prepared to blame her closest friend who always managed to distract her.
A little vibration in her left pocket grabbed her attention, making her sigh while pulling out her cell phone. Yet she couldn't help the light smile that formed on her lips after seeing the lit up name displayed on the fingerprinted screen.
"What do you want?" Olive asked a moment after answering. "If you're calling to borrow my notes then you can forget it. It's your own fault you weren't paying attention."
"Who the hell borrows notes anymore? Oh right, that would be you." Ed laughed on the other end, just being able to picture her roll her eyes.
"If you just called to be a nuisance-"
"Hey, I'm not a nuisance!" Ed defended. "I happen to be trying to pleasantly invite you over for a bite. Well, my mom is actually expecting you for dinner so you better get your ass over here."
Olive regrettably shut the text book, propping herself up more by leaning comfortably back against the black headboard of her bed.
"I don't know." She bit her lip in contemplation. She loved Ed's loyalty as a friend, it's what kept them close after Charley dropped them for his blonde girlfriend and two jerk 'friends'. It was almost awkward to have to walk outside and see Charley's face, considering he lived two doors down. They did the brief wave motion, but she could tell it never reached his eyes, especially when Amy rolled up in her car. "I think I'll pass tonight, it's getting late anyway."
"Don't give me that bullshit. You and I both know if I hadn't called you'd be, what, reading for whatever A.P. English class you have tomorrow. Seriously, what kind of life is that? Just come over, we can hang out for a bit. You can use a break."
She could make out the hint of a teasing smile in his tone, which made her shake her head. "Come on, I have to talk to you about something important anyway. Please, for me." Ed carried on, making sure to drag out the 'me' in his plea, but he knew well enough he didn't have to beg for her to give in.
"Fine, but only till after dinner. See you soon." She hung up before he could start up another topic of conversation that would delay her.
Olive stood up and slipped on her black converses, looking over her appearance in her mirror. She pushed back some of her wild, dark brown locks in an attempt to straighten out her hair, not that it worked. Her long curls always seemed to fall over her shoulders as if they had a mind of their own, no matter how much she tried to contain them.
"What's the point?" Olive whispered after a sigh, zipping up her baggy hoodie a little more. Stuffing her cell phone in her pocket, she shut off the light and made her way to her mother's room across the hall. "I'm going over to Ed's for a few, be back later."
Olive's mom looked up from the baby boy in her arms. The dark rings around her eyes told how much sleep she wasn't getting and a part of Olive felt bad. Not that she bothered to point out it was her mom who wanted a second child in the first place. No, that would lead to why the two of them were raising Louis on their own in the first place since her douche bag of a father skipped out on them once he found out his wife was three months pregnant.
"Okay, just don't come home too late. You know I hate it when you're out walking after dark." Her mother smiled, rocking Louis before yawning. "Thank God he's falling back to sleep. He'll wake up again tonight, I know it. I just want a few hours of peace for myself." She laughed softly, setting the baby in his blanketed bassinet beside her bed.
"I know, mom." Olive said. "You sure you'll be okay by yourself for a while?"
"Of course, I'm a grown woman, I can handle myself. Go have fun, it's not normal for an eighteen year old to be inside the house all the time." Her mother persisted with a smile. "Oh, and if you see the knew neighbor, please thank him for helping me earlier. He was very sweet, cute too."
"So you met him did you?" Olive raised an eyebrow when her mother winked playfully. "Now I'm not sure whether I'd want to bump into him if you think he's cute." She joked, closing the room door but leaving it cracked a fraction before making her way down the stairs.
It was only about to be eight o'clock when she shut and locked the front door behind her. Olive took a glance at the once vacant house next to hers, seeing a brief shadow pass over one of the lit windows. Not a shadow, just the outline of the new neighbor moving about in his house.
She pocketed her hands in her sweater without giving it another thought, strolling down the sidewalk in the direction of Ed's home not too far away.