"Cheyenne?" Sam called, from the back of the bar.
I stopped talking to Lafayette and turned to the figure calling me, "Yeah?"
"Table three needs to be served," He didn't sound happy about it.
The bar was almost closed for the night. I didn't see why people would stay here so late. Didn't they have lives to live?
I looked around the corner of the bar to see people from my high school, laughing about something. Probably me. I pulled my long black hair back into a pony tail and went over.
"What can I get for you?" I asked, as polite as I could.
The blonde haired football player turned to me and smirked, "Pitcher of bud."
"Your not old enough to drink," Sam called over.
I hid my chuckles. Football-head seemed pissed.
"Whatever," They got up and left, without ordering anything.
I sighed and started to clean up. I refilled the ketchup and mustard bottles, the salt and pepper shakers, and the sugar containers. By the time I was done I was ready to go home. Sam walked me out to my car. I was seventeen. Not old enough to like Sam. But I did anyway.
"G'night Cheye," He gave me a long hug and went back to his trailer.
I could still smell him when I got into my car. I drove home. I was super tired. After a long day of work all I wanted to do was lay down and sleep. When I pulled into my driveway, my cousin's light was still on. I sighed, I really just wanted to go to bed. She was a chatterbox. As soon as I entered the house she asked me about my day. I said it was fine and left it at that. I loved Sookie, its just she could be a little much sometimes. I went upstairs to change. I felt like something was watching me. I closed my curtains and pulled off my shorts and shirt. I didn't feel like taking a shower. I would take one in the morning.
I herd the door open and close and I knew who it was. My cousin's boyfriend, Bill, was a vampire and could only come out at night. Lets just say they like it rough, RIGHT NEXT TO MY ROOM! I could barely sleep with that racket. I would get her back one day, with a racket of my own.
I decided to take that shower after all. I stripped down and climbed into the hot water. I put one music and started dancing. I used my shampoo bottle as a microphone. I hoped it would drown out Bill and Sookie's activities.
O.O.O.O.O.O
3:00 AM. Why the hell was I awake. I woke up from a very bad dream. I didn't exactly remember what it was about. I just knew there was a huge wolf in it. I grabbed my laptop and started writing. I wrote poems, stories, even the occasional song. I was no good, but no one had ever read them.
Some say the world will end in Fire
Some in Ice
From what i've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
-Robert Frost
O.O.O.O.O
The sun shined in my eyes and I hated it. I was more of a rainy day type girl. I needed a tan so I put on my little string bikini and went outside with some lotion and a book. I was reading when a dirty truck pulled up in front of me. I looked up.
"Hi. Is Sookie home?"