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Chapter 4

"Lily, I'm not wearing this."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not. I don't need to dress up like a floozy to go to a diner called Eat."

"Hot guys might be there."

Hmm, she had me there. After the crash and burn at Vlad's house 2 days ago, I hadn't really done much, except for dance around the house to loud music when awkwardness caught up to me, gone outside twice with Lily to go shopping at Stop and Shop for school supplies, and had a couple conversations with Vlad and Henry, who seemed to be permanently hanging out at Vlad's house. Both of them were awkward, as I went into the mode where my brain tells me to shut up and I keep talking, and Vlad seemed to keep jaw permanently clenched, and if I moved within 2 feet of him he looked like a crack addict. You know that look? Yeah, that one. So I decided to find another boy to stalk. Easier said than done.

Which is why Lily decided that we needed to check out the nightlife of Bathory (it's a friggen diner, and it's the closest thing to a dace club. So sad) on our last day of freedom before school starts.

This still doesn't explain the fact that I'm wearing an outfit from a horndog's heaven.

1: The skinny jeans looked like I had to freaking paint them on, and they were apparently 'super-low-rise', which apparently made the boys crawl towards you like flies to a rotten papaya.

2: The shirt was a dark blue silky thing with old fashion, 1800s puff sleeves with bow-y thingies on the hem of'em, which revealed 7 miles of cleavage and 1 inch of midriff.

3: I was wearing a push up bra.

Yeah.

I know.

"So, let's go!" Lily is sometimes way to nauseatingly happy. As she forcefully shoved my feet into my shoes, she attempted to attack me with an eyeliner pencil. I dodged semi-gracefully.

"Lily, I'm not wearing that."

"Yes, you are."

"Not, I'm not. I don't need my eyes gouged out with kohl to eat at a diner."

"Vlad might be there."

Damnit.

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I hate my life. It sucks. So me and Lily go to the diner (my eyes still watering from the inhumane torture they had just been through) fully expecting to just eat crap food, uncaring of all the calories and boys and crap, and then Vlad and Henry are there. With Henry's girlfriend.

Asshole.

Lily covered up her hurt well; I'll admit that, she's trying her best to be friends with Melissa, but she's definitely pissed. And she worked so hard to look good for him. I really don't think the penile thinkers appreciate how much hard work it is for us vagina-bearing humans (or half-humans, anyway) to look as good as we do.

Sometimes I think the women of this world should unite and round up all the men to wax their legs and genitals, shave their armpits, pluck their eyebrows and put makeup on them. Then maybe they'd appreciate the next sexy chick they see a little more.

We're underappreciated.

Whatever.

So here's the problem.

1: Lily is starting to like Melissa and become her friend, which makes the whole Henry situation worse, and she's glaring like Satan himself at Henry. And Henry is looking ready to piss his pants. Hell hath no fury like a pissed off woman.

2: Vlad and I have to sit next to each other because the damn table is too small, and he's getting the crack-addict look again. And I'm pretty sure I'm talking about the benefits of eating cheese. He, on the other hand, looks ready to launch himself through the window to escape the painful fate of listening to a crazy person. I also kind of want to suck his blood. Damn vampire genes. I should have drunk more before coming.

3: I just saw a really cute guy, and now I'm staring at a very prominent vein in his neck and thinking about how delightful it would be to drink from the source.

Huzzah. Let's throw a party.

He's really cute. Pale skin, dark, wavy, longish kinda-pouffy hair. He's wearing skinny jeans, skate shoes, a pink and black stripped shirt with a dressy black vest overtop, and a Rastafarian green beanie. He has a shoulder bag with different pins all over them at his feet. He's drinking a coffee (so late at night? Weirdo.) while eating a tart and reading a book. Wuthering Heights. He might be smartish, too!

And his hands are really gracefulish. All long, thin, fingers and black nail polish. Mmmm.

And I'm staring. A lot. Like, sheltered-child-who-lived-in-a-sterile-environment-it's-entire-life-in-Las-Vegas-by-accident staring. Hot Guy, as I have furthermore dubbed him, looked up and caught me staring like a loony. He has really green eyes. Like, magic-leprechaun's-emeralds green. He nods slightly and lifts two fingers in greeting. When I don't look away, he began to look back to his book and back to me multiple times, before getting a majorly creeped out, twitching-eyebrowed look on his face.

He quickly left a 20 dollar bill on the table, before gathering up his things and leaving the diner quickly.

I sigh and looked to Vlad, who was looking slightly rabid now.

"Are you okay?" I poked his shoulder, ignoring the trill that went up my arm when I felt his biceps.

He scooted away from me, fell off his chair and smacked his head against the wall.

"Fine!" I must have looked doubtful, because he gave a pained smile. "Really." He stood up suddenly and announced that he was leaving to go home. Henry, hearing that, stood up and decided that he and Melissa were leaving to go, too.

"Bye, Lily! See you at school!" Melissa's voice is awfully sweet. Like sucrose. And Kool-Aid. She was meanish to Vlad, though, like he had recently decapitated all her teddy bears in front of her.

After I ate my brownie, I noticed something.

I must have superpowers.

I not only made people I already know flee the building, I made a cute stranger I don't even know flee the building.

All without lifting a finger.

Beat that, Wonder Woman.

End Notes: Kinda shortish chapter, but life is deciding to bite my butt at the moment. The next one will be longer. Like always, reviews would make life more fun at the moment. Please hear my cry and press the little button beneath this. Oh, and predictions would be lovely. Like, a couple examples: Will Hot Guy play a big part? Will Aiza manage to capture Vlad's heart? What the hell will Henry do? What will Lily do? What will the first day at school be like?