*Hi guys, back again, hope you like my new story =) I've been working on the other chapters, so I thought I'd pop the first one up as a taster to see if you like it. Feedback is always appreciated, enjoooy xo*
"Okay, where are we going to go tonight?" Samara Bishop bounced on her feet with excitement. She was in the kitchen of the apartment she shared with her friends Eden James, and Ruby Windsor. The girls all attended the same university and had graduated that very day. Samara had graduated at the top of her class, so she was very excited and wanted to go out. That just about summed Samara up – she was top of everything, and always first. She was always the first one in all academic subjects, always the first to hand in assignments, always the first to answer a question set to a class, and in her non-academic life she was always the first to get on the dance floor, always the first to be flirted with, always the first to know which bands were playing where, and always the first to wear some underground band merchandise. As much as her friends loved her, they could not help but be exasperated by this fact.
"Well you know where I'm going to suggest." Ruby's eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Ah God, Rubes, I don't know about that." Eden was unsure.
"But you said you were for vampire rights!" Ruby argued.
"I didn't say they shouldn't have rights, I just don't really want to go and drink with them! Or be drunk by them!" Eden flipped. She had never set foot in Fangtasia, and as far as she knew, neither had Samara, but Ruby was a regular, and she was always boasting about how good it was and amazing it was to have sex with a vampire. Both Samara and Eden looked upon sex with non-human creatures with more than a little disdain.
"What do you think Sam?" Ruby asked Samara.
"Well, I've never been, so I can't judge. And I've met a few vamps, they seem okay."
"Sam, I really don't want to."
"If you don't like it we can leave?" Ruby suggested. Eden looked torn, and Samara was still practically bouncing off of the walls with excitement. Who could blame her?
"Alright, but I don't want to stay for long, and do NOT tell Jack." Jack was Eden's boyfriend, and just about the biggest asshole Ruby and Samara had ever met.
"If we tell him then will you guys maybe break up?" Ruby asked.
"Oh don't start Ruby. Today should be a good day. We graduated, and we should go have fun." Eden said.
"That's more like it Edie!" Samara did a little pirouette and sprang from the kitchen to the hallway with the two girls in the kitchen laughing at her.
Getting dressed that evening was a hectic affair. All three girls were clamouring over each other, trying to get clothes arranged, hairstyles fixed and make-up applied. The girls were completely different yet all part of the same "alternate" scene. Ruby was by far the most outrageously styled. She had white-blonde shoulder length hair which was always artfully tousled. Tonight she was wearing a pink leopard print dress which barely covered all of the legal areas, but she looked fantastic. Eden was much more conservative in what she wore, which was a knee-length black prom dress with white polka dots. She had long black hair down her back, which she usually pulled back in a ponytail but today she had backcombed it and it was very BIG. Samara had bright post box red hair which reached her chin and no further. When she was going out she quiffed the fringe over and it opened up her pale face. Tonight she was wearing a black dress with red trim and a red anchor over the left boob, and red buttons adorning it. She teamed this with fishnet tights and plain black wedges.
"We look fucking good." Ruby commented.
"Darling, we always look good." Eden laughed. "Let's take a picture!" Eden, who was easily the tallest at 5'9" without heels stood to the left of Samara (the smallest at 5'3") and Ruby stood next to her. Eden flashed a picture of them and they checked themselves quickly in the mirror and called their cab.
"I hope it comes soon." Samara sighed, and no sooner had she said it than the cab had beeped its horn.
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"Why is the queue so long? I need vodka." Samara whined. The girls were standing in the queue of perhaps twenty or so people, waiting to get inside Fangtasia. The queue started moving faster.
"It's usually longer than this, but we're pretty early so that's not too bad." Ruby told them. The queue was getting nearer to the front and once the couple in front of them were waved in, the female vampire at the door stopped them. She had dark brown hair with blonde highlights, was very tall, and was rather fierce looking.
"ID." She pointed to Samara and Eden.
"Don't need mine?" Ruby asked.
"I remember yours." She smiled, but it was not friendly in the slightest. Both Eden and Samara flashed their IDs. "You can go in." She stood to the side allowing them to walk past. Samara could have sworn she inhaled deeply when she walked past her. Once inside Eden and Samara stopped in their tracks.
"Okay, this looks like a depressed Gothic teenager's bedroom." Eden commented.
"You might be right about that Edie." Samara agreed.
"I don't see him." Ruby pouted.
"See who?" Samara asked.
"The main reason most of the ladies come here."
"And that would be…"
"The guy who owns this place. You just wait until you see him, you won't wanna leave."
"Sure." Samara rolled her eyes and walked towards the bar.
"What can I get you?" The vampire behind the bar asked.
"Can I have three double vodkas with lemonade and three shots of Jager please?" She smiled her most award-winning smile at the bar-vamp.
"Coming right up." He rounded up their drinks in record time and Samara handed the money over.
"To graduating." Samara held up her shot of Jager, and the other two girls did the same. They downed it, coughing a little as the dark drink went down.
"Woo! Let's dance!" Ruby headed for the dance floor. Samara downed her double vodka in one and followed Ruby to the dance floor, with Eden close at her heels.
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Eden was at the bar sitting on a stool, drinking another double vodka, watching Samara giving it her all on the dance floor dancing with a vampire, nonetheless. Ruby was also dancing with a vampire, to the side of the dark dance floor. She saw that Samara had suddenly stopped dancing and was glaring at the vampire she was dancing with accusingly. 'Oh no!' Eden ran over to see what was wrong.
"Dude, please tell you are not trying to glamour me." Samara stood with her hands on her hips looking up at the tall, handsome vampire.
"How did you know I was doing that?"
"Because it doesn't work on me, alright?" The vampire's eyes went wide.
"Why not?"
"I'm special." She turned and flounced away, with Eden left awkwardly standing a couple of feet away from the vampire. She turned quickly to follow Samara.
"Why did you go and start an argument with a vampire Sam?" Eden demanded.
"He was trying to glamour me Eden, so don't lecture me." Samara waved her hand impatiently.
"Sam, I know you can't be glamoured, but the vamps don't have to know that."
"Hey!" Samara called out as a firm hand clamped her shoulder.
"You need to come with me." The fierce vampire from the front door was the one who had grabbed Samara's shoulder.
"I don't need to go anywhere with you." Samara twisted out of her grip.
"Excuse me?" The vampire laughed, as though this was truly amusing to her.
"I said I don't need to go anywhere with you."
"My master has summoned you."
"You have a master? What are you, like a slave?"
"Don't sass me pretty girl."
"Tell your master to stick his summons up his ass."
"Sam!" Eden pinched her side to indicate that she should be more careful.
"That is your final answer?"
"It is." Samara smiled sarcastically and the female vampire floated off.
"Samara Bishop, you have a fucking death wish."
"Eden, nothing is going to happen to me. You need to mellow out."
"You're insane." Samara gave a small laugh. She looked to see where the fierce vamp had gone and she saw a throne-like chair on a platform she hadn't quite noticed before. On the throne-chair sat probably the best looking man Samara had ever seen. Except that he wasn't a man, of course, he was a vampire. The female vampire was whispering in his ear, and he was looking right over to where Samara and Eden stood. Samara rolled her eyes. She supposed this was the owner of the bar – the apparent reason why women came here according to Ruby. Whatever, he was just a good looking guy.
"Do you think we should go? I think we've stayed long enough." Eden suggested.
"Yeah it's probably time. I told my mother I'd call her tomorrow."
"Then she can explain why she didn't come to your graduation?"
"I'm sure there was some yogalates or aerobics or nail therapy to be done, which is obviously more important. Bitch." Samara laughed out loud, but really it pissed her off to the max.
"I think your mother had a maternal vasectomy around the time of your birth."
"I think so too." Eden gave Samara a sympathetic look but didn't have time for much else as two vampires had just grabbed them and dragged them over to the throne-chair within seconds.
"Get your fucking hands off of us." Samara told them, and as if their hands were burned they let go. The blonde vampire eyed her speculatively.
"You refused my summons, so I had them bring you over."
"Who the fuck do you think you are? You think because you're so many centuries older than us that you have the right to just summon us?" Samara was like a live wire, she could feel the electricity running through her veins, and it felt faster as her anger intensified.
"Your anger amuses me."
"Your amusement angers me."
"You are quite full of attitude aren't you?"
"Can you blame me? Some vamp tries to summon me over here and I'm supposed to be what? Grateful? I think not."
"Most others are dying to be summoned by me."
"You can keep them. Let's go Eden." Samara grabbed Eden's hand to pull her away but the man in the throne's voice stopped her.
"You will not leave. I am not finished with you yet."
"You're finished with me when I say you are."
"What makes you think you can speak to me that way and still live?"
"What makes you think you can speak to me that way, period?"
"I am the Sheriff of this area."
"I don't know about vampires, but we humans in the 21st centuries have the judicial system and district attorneys. My father is actually a district attorney, so if you kill me, your whole bar is shut down, and the vampire rights movement goes back fifteen centuries."
"Are you threatening me little girl?"
"Not anymore than you're threatening me." She folded her arms and stared him down.
"I hear glamouring you has no effect."
"You heard correctly."
"Then what to do with you?"
"You're not going to do anything with me. Goodbye Mr Vamp." Samara turned her back on the vampire and walked towards the door.
"What about Ruby?"
"Hold on a sec, she's calling me." Samara pulled her cell phone out of her bag which was ringing. "Rubes?"
"Hey Sam, just wanted to let you girls know that I got lucky and I will not be requiring to share a cab with you." Ruby was giggling.
"Okay, whatever. Be safe, and I'll see you tomorrow whore."
"Bye babe." Samara hung up the phone.
"Ruby got lucky?" Eden guessed.
"Yeah. Let's go home Edie." The two girls linked arms and went outside, unaware that they were being watched by vampire eyes.