Sorry that this is such a short chapter... but I wanted to get something out before I go! Its my birthday and I'm going out to celebrate! XD

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Chapter Three: Just Another Saturday Night

He chased me all the way through four states. I overlapped myself million's of times trying to loose him, but it wasn't until I stowed away on a Greyhound that he lost me. I didn't know where the bus was headed but I didn't care at this point.

The bus made several pit stops but I didn't get off until I was the last passenger. I read the sign, Huston, Texas. I was afraid to get out, the sun was shining and my arms and face were bare.

Thankfully, a cloud came by as soon as I stepped off the bus. I looked up at the sky and it wasn't just one cloud, but many dark clouds, holding rain. Everyone on the streets started complaining about loosing the sunny day but I couldn't have been more thankful.

I asked the locals where a hotel was and they kindly pointed me in the right direction.

"Room for one please." I smiled at the woman at the front desk.

"Yes ma'am, and how many nights?" She had the thickest southern drawl that I had ever heard.

"Just one." I replied as I pulled out the wallet with a small amount of cash in it.

"And you're luggage?" She asked the question I was hopping she wouldn't.

"It got stolen." I tried to sound and look saddened by this.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" She was really sympathetic. "Can't trust no body anymore."

"Yea." I hoped she wouldn't catch how off my voice sounded.

The room was ok, by human standards. There was some kind of theme to it but I wasn't up on the popular trends. I flipped through the channels on the TV forty times, memorized the whole entire room, and then settled on watching the local news to see the weather for the next couple of days.

This was the worst part of being a vampire, always having to wait. I could see the draw for most vampires of living in the North. The South was just too sunny.

I flopped down on the bed and stared at the ceiling while the news went off and a game show started. I plotted out my next move.

I could go search for him. But I didn't have much cash left on me. I guess I could go steel some from a local drunk when he gets too wasted to notice. There wasn't that many hours in the night though.

It would take too long to go back to Forks. He probably gave up on trying to find me and went back to Forks to protect her. Maybe those werewolves would get him for me. This Edward seemed to me like a vampire who wouldn't be taken out that easily.

I would also add that to his brother, the blond one. He was covered in battle scars. I remembered what Laurent had said about him. He was in the great wars of the South back when they had hit their peak. Newborn army's by the thousands.

"Newborns…." I mumbled as I stared as the ceiling.

I knew what I was doing that night.

I didn't know how to do it. I knew I would have to learn self control before I could change anyone. Maybe I could try tonight. I would have to choose carefully.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about who I would choose.

The woman who checked me in was gone by the time I left. I turned in the room key and the man looked at me questioningly.

"Was there something wrong with the room ma'am?"

"No, I just don't plan on coming back." I replied seductively. "Why don't you go and have some fun?"

He was utterly speechless as I walked out the door.

It was about nine thirty and I bended in with the night scene. I couldn't find anyone who met my standard of a companion. I sighed as I ducked into a bar as a last resort.

"Hey baby!" I heard someone call out drunkenly as I stepped in. I ignored him. He held no interest for me.

"What will ya have?" The female bartender asked me.

"Nothing." I said as I scanned the room.

She was about to argue but let it go. It was a busy night for her.

I saw thousands of able bodied men, all of whom were willing to leave here with me. I finally settled on a drunken cowboy who was way past his limit. With a sigh, I walked over to him.

"Looks like you could use a friend right now." I smiled as he looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

"Well, I guess so." He said he went back to his drink like I hadn't even spoken.

"May I join you?" I asked as a formality.

He didn't stare or ogle like the other human males had. He was drowning in his sorrows and not paying attention to me.

"I guess I deserve this." He finally sighed.

"Deserve what?" I was intrigued. He was different than the other men I had seen here.

"He's punishing me by sending you here to tempt me." He pointed up to the ceiling.

"Now why would I do that?" I laughed in a teasing way to cover my shock. He was nearly right. I was condemning this innocent man, but not tempting him.

"I cheated on my wife, she left me, and now I'm here." He proceeded to tell me his whole story. It sounded like a bad country song to be honest, but I paid strict attention and smiled in encouragement.

"My luck is sort of like yours." I told him. "My husband was killed." Though James wasn't really my husband, but for all intense and purposes.

"Wow," he chuckled. "that does sound worse than my luck."

"Yea." I agreed as he ordered another drink, he didn't comment on my lack of appetite. "Well, if you're unhappy…" I hesitated. "you could come with me."

"Come with you?" he asked, trying out the words.

"Of course, I've been looking for another partner." I told him. "My name is Victoria." I offered him my hand.

"Carl." He said, taking my hand.

Hum... the plot thickens! See yall later!