Chapter 3:

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Once Lola gets something in her head she can't let it go. When we were in High School, she wanted to go to the Spanish Club luncheon because Troy Hilgenbrinck was going. She had the biggest crush on him. The only problem was that she not only didn't give a crap about learning any kind of foreign language, but she wasn't a member of the Spanish Club. Children that watched Dora the Explorer knew more spanish than she does. I tried to tell her no. Debbie told her that the school wouldn't let her and my dad of course backed Debbie. You couldn't tell this to Lola though. She had to go. Her world would end if she didn't go...or so she cried to me for about four hours. She got her way in the end. Not only did she end up going, but she didn't even have to pay for her meal. They made her an honorary member, waved all fees, and gave her a certificate for excellency in Spanish. The only spanish that she knows to date is "Yo quiero Taco Bell." So it really shouldn't have surprised me that she had to go to Fangtasia.

She was in the process of doing her make-up and I was trying to talk some reason with her. "Lola, God knows that I love you, but don't you think that this is a bad idea? We both know way too much about Eric and Pam. What would happen if they found out that we know what is going to happen? Huh?" I thumped the back of her head.

"Quit!" she huffed. "You are gonna mess up my hair." she smoothed the back of her hair with her hand and eyed me in the mirror. "You need to stop being such a worry wort. Everythin' is gonna fine. Eric might not even be there. I mean, I hope that hunk of sexy is, but I just want to go have a drink and see a vampire." she picked up two tubes of lipstick and showed them to me. "Promiscuous Pink or Atomic Red?"

"I don't think that you realize the potential danger of the situation. You know that you're Fang candy, don't you?" I could tell that I was getting nowhere. She just giggled.

"Fang candy...I like it. They should make shirts and magnets and shit." she held up the tubes of lipstick again. She just wouldn't listen.

I sighed. "Atomic Red would make your lips pop and Promiscuous Pink would be better if you played up your eyes."

"Oh, you are so right. Atomic Red it is. God, I am so grateful that I have a smart sister." she stood up. "Why haven't you got dressed yet?"

I folded my arms across my chest. "I don't really want to go, if you really wanna' know. I think that this is a bad idea. We could get glamoured." She turned around and looked at me. Yep, that caught her attention. Personally, I don't think that she liked the idea much. She hates when people try to control her.

"How do we find out?" Lola asked me pacing back and forth. Oh, now she's worried.

"The only thing to do is to find a vampire that we can trust and one at a time see if we're affected or not." Duh. Sometimes I wonder if she uses her brain at all. She likes to act like she's dumb, but she isn't.

"So..." she stopped to think for a moment. "There is Vampire Bill and Jessica." Lola smiled. She was pleased that she figured it out, I could tell. "Well how are we suppose to do that? They don't know us and we can't be all 'Hi. I love the TV show, could you see if we can be glamoured? Cause I don't think that since we are real it should affect us.' That wouldn't go over to well I think."

"I think I have it figured out, if you can follow my lead." I smiled at her. My plan was only half-formed but she didn't really need to know that.

"Astrid..." She smiled at me. "Astrid, Astrid, Astrid when have I ever not followed your lead." Lola put up her left hand. "Besides the Grant Bettis thing." I laughed...couldn't really help it.

Grant Bettis was a very rude, very ugly security guard at Wal-Mart. He assumed that we were shoplifting (we were not!) and followed us around thinking that he wasn't being obvious. I thought that it would be funny to mess with him and asked Lola to follow my lead...let's just say that we aren't allowed in the Walnut Ridge Wal-Mart anymore.

"Come on. Let's get going. It's dark now and I'm sure that they are up. I would rather find out for sure anyways." I hugged her and she squeezed me. "This doesn't mean I want to go to Fangtasia." Lola let go.

It took us a little longer to find Hummingbird Trail than I would have thought. On TV it always seems like they zoom from one place to another. We ended up getting lost and asking directions. As we drove down the driveway I noticed that the house was lit up so I was taking that as a sign that someone was home. It ended up being Jessica. She answered the door in a pretty blue sundress. Lola seemed a bit nervous. I just started talking.

"Howdy. I'm so sorry to bother you. My name is Astrid and this is my sister Lola." We both smiled at her.

"Jessica." she answered. I could tell that she was unsure of why we were at her house so I just cut to the chase.

"We're new in town. I know that you don't know us, but my sister and I have a bet going on and we were wonderin' if you can help us out." Honestly I was a bit unsure if this would work, but Lola found her tongue.

"We'd be real grateful. There's a couple of bottles of Tru Blood in it for ya' if you'd be willin' to help us. That is if Fangtasia is okay." she smiled.

Jessica's face softened. "What's the bet?" she asked looking back and forth at us.

I smiled. "Well, Lola here doesn't think that we can be glamoured 'cause we're kinda special." I glanced at Lola. "Not special ed kinda special, but 'cause we kinda knows things that most folk can't know. You'd be doin' me a favor to prove me right."

Jessica laughed. "Aw. Is that all? No problem at all. Who wants to go first?"

Lola stepped forward. "I do." Jessica looked at her for a minute and I was wondering when she was gonna start. She blinked "I'll be damned." She looked at me and then she shook her head. "I do believe that your sister wins the bet."

"Dammit." I pulled my wallet out of my purse and gave her a five. Lola laughed at me and stuck out her tongue. "Don't be jelly sis. This is a good thing."

I looked back at Jessica. "You need to get ready or do you wanna go now?" I asked her.

"I just gotta call my boyfriend and let him know." she explained.

Lola kicked at the concrete. "Just tell Hoyt that your new friends would love to have a girls night."

"How'd you know his name?" Jessica took a step closer to us.

"Told ya' we're special. We know all sorts of things by just lookin' at folk. It don't work all the time and sometimes we get feelings about people we never met just because they know someone we're physically close to." I lied.

"Wow." She grinned. "I'll be right back."

Me and Lola walked back to the truck. She was unusually quiet. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "I woulda figured that you'd be gloatin' about bein' right."

She shook her hair. "I'm just nervous. It's one thing to fantisize about Eric Northman...but possibly meetin' him...I got butterflies in my tummy."

Before I could respond to her Jessica showed up in a red dress. Her hair and makeup looked really good.

"Ya'll ready to go?" she asked.

Too late to go back to the hotel room now.