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Mick waited in the shade of the building down the busy California street, a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. Josef was supposed to meet him here over an hour ago. As if on cue, Josef came down the street, wearing a pair of sunglasses like him and pulling a teenage girl behind him, the girl continuously trying to escape and getting many stares from passer byers. "She's just not wanting to go to the dentist. Always a fight like this. Don't worry. She always makes a scene like this. Don't worry. Everything's normal." informed Josef and the crowd shrugged before continuing on their way.

Standing in front of Mick, the teenage girl began to swear at Josef who just blocked out the noise and he glared at her. "Josef. Just let her go already." Mick droned.

"See, I would Mick, if I could, but she keeps wanting to run away." replied Josef. "Remember I said that I have a job for you that I needed you to do for me?"

"Yeah."

"Well, here it is."

"What?"

"Be her bodyguard and keep an eye on her for a couple of days. Maybe a couple of weeks."

"Why me?"

"Well, I thought you had a better way with kids than me."

"Really?"

"No…well, sorta…"

"Thanks…I guess…"

"Anyway, the point is her father, a friend of mine from 300 years ago, contacted me and talk to me and we decided it was best if I took care of her for a while, get her on a low profile. See, me being a business man and all, would be very difficult for me, which means you can watch her for me. Now, I have everything all set. You just need to keep her safe."

"Alright. Fine. I'll do it." Mick agreed. "You just owe me."

Josef responded, "I knew you'd take care of it for me." Letting go, he whispered into her ear, "You better behave for him. He has a better temper than I do."

Turning around, he walked away and the girl pulled a pair of designer sunglasses over her eyes before flipping her long chocolate brown hair behind her shoulder. "So, who are you?" she droned.

"Mick. Mick St. John." Mick answered.

"Renée Morton. Well, I'll see you later. Got things to do, people to see."

"Wait a minute. Renée. I'm telling you this now. You're not going anywhere alone."

"What? Dude. How old are you? I doubt you're older than me. I'm 150 years old. I think I triumph you."

"You are going to come to my apartment, and stay there."

"What? That's crazy!"

"No. It isn't. I'm supposed to be protecting you. You'll do what I say."

"What?! That's totally unfair!" Renée protested.

"No, that's fair." Mick finished and got her into his car before getting in himself and driving away.

Walking into the stylish apartment, Mick watched as Renée slouched onto his couch and flipped on the TV. "Where can a vampire get some blood around here?" she demanded.

"Behind the bar." answered Mick. He knew what her next sentence would be. "And you can get up and get it yourself. I'm not your slave."

Renée began to mutter something that Mick thought was best to ignore and gave a stern look at her that she scoffed at. Grabbing a glass and pouring some blood in, she took a sip and as she looked at it, she remarked, "O positive? Not too bad. I personally prefer AB negative, but this'll do…I guess...might have to make a quick stop."

"Okay, there's a call I have to make. Stay here."

"Before you do that, there's something I have to make clear. First, you can't keep me in here the whole time. I go to a place called school. People will wonder what happened to me. The high school system would be chaotic if I wasn't there."

"That's taken care of. Josef told them something to explain your absence. Your teachers believe you are in Scotland to visit some of your distant relatives and attend your great aunt's funeral who died of a stroke a week ago."

"Yes! I can still go outside! For some recreation!"

"Umm, no."

"What?! I have a life! I can't stay in here the whole time! That's just announcing to the world that I'm antisocial and turning emo! They'll expect me to come back to school with cut wrists!"

"You can go outside, but only if I come outside or go with you."

"Are you serious?!"

"Yes, I'm very serious."

"Look, when I said I wanted protection, I didn't mean get cut off from the world!

"Look, I'm here to protect you. If you want to be kept safe, you have to do as I say." Mick finished. "End of story."

"Oh my gosh, this is gonna be the worst two weeks of my life. This is worse than history class on a hot day!" whined Renée and she slumped back onto the couch, wearing a look of defiance and her right now venomous green eyes showed that she was already thinking of a way to escape her alleged 'prison' and annoy Mick at the same time without getting caught. Taking out his cell, Mick dialed a number and waited as the phone rang, until someone answered. He started, "Hey, Beth. Can I ask you something?"

Beth responded, "Sure Mick. What is it? Is something wrong?"

"It's just, can you come by my apartment? Right now?"

"Sure Mick. I'll be right there."

"And could you bring your freezer?"

"Okay. I might need you to give me a hand though. My freezer isn't something portable and I bring around everywhere with me."

"I know it's weird Beth, but go with me on this. I'll explain everything when you get here." Mick reassured her.

"Okay, I'll see you soon." finished Beth.

Ending the call, Mick looked at Renée slouching on the couch, still with her defiant look and he could almost hear the gears working in her brain as she continued on a plan. Beth would know what would be the best thing to do to get along with Renée. Hopefully, she got here really soon. Renée was already on his nerves and maybe Beth would have better chances getting along with Renée then he was.

Bringin' Beth in.

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