Hiii,

So this is the chapter that i was originally supposed to update today.

The last chapter was very short so here is a longer one for youuu :)

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, i do not own any of Joss Stirling's characters.

Georgia,X

After three glasses of vodka and coke the effects of the alcohol had started to set in. My head started spinning and my vision started blurring but that didn't stop the enormous grin that was plastered on my face. I guess you could say i get very mischievous and sneaky when i get drunk. Sometimes really hyper too. Not a good combination.

One time, in Bristol i think, I stole all the money from the club till,then i must of felt guilty because i went down to the police station myself and handed myself in. Bizarre i know. Lets just say they must of figured out i was drunk when they rung the club up and their till was still packed with money.

Right now, i was slowly making my round the club, waving to random girls and stopping to flirt with the men. When i had succeeded and they had brought me another drink i moved on to the next one and then the next and so on. I only really had to pay for my first drink, the rest i got for free. One of the things i love about being young and pretty, i can pretty much get anything i want for free.

I clutched at my alcoholic drink like it was a life line as i moved on to the next guy, who was leaning up against the bar waiting to be served. He looked about twenty two but i didn't really care. The older the more money they have. That's kind of how i see things.

"Heyyyy" I slurred. He glanced out the corner of his eye at me and frowned.

"What do you want?" He sneered. I placed my hand on his muscly arm and tried to put on my best seductive smile. I must of looked very unseductive because it didn't seem to be working so instead i began tracing circles on his tanned skin.

" I just wanted to come say hi"

"Well, you can go now" He muttered and brushed my hand from his arm like it was a piece of dirt. I frowned.

"You don't want to buy me a drink?" I asked, whilst batting my eyelashes and placing my hand back on his arm.

"No. Besides i think you have had enough" He said, gesturing to the drink i already had in my hand. I scoffed. This guy was awfully rude. I'd only had a couple of drinks and i wasn't that drunk. I smiled mischievously. I always get what I want. If this guy wasn't going to buy me a drink then I'd just have to get myself one. With his wallet, of course. I dropped my free hand off of his arm and pretended to act seriously hurt.

"Well, okay then" I uttered. I brushed my way past him acting like i was moving on to the next guy but secretly i pinched his chunky wallet out of his back pocket. I heard him sigh in relief as i left. I smiled triumphantly and i pushed my way on to the dance floor to hide whilst i counted the money. It wouldn't take Lin before he noticed because he had to pay for his drinks in a minute. Poor guy, he didn't see Cami coming.

After about five minutes of unsuccessful counting, mostly because my brain was a pile of mush, i heard a roar over the sound of the music and everyone turned to stare at the guy who i had stolen the money from. I just bit my lip to stop myself laughing. "Where is that little slut, i know you stole my wallet! If i were you I'd give it back now before this gets out of hand." He screamed. I bit down harder until i could taste blood. Surely he knew this was only a little bit of fun? It's not like he can do anything really if i give it back to him. If i give it back to him. I might just hold onto it for a little while longer.

I made no attempt to hide the wallet while i was dancing around in time to the music so i knew what was coming when the man grabbed me from behind, his arms circling my waist, as he lifted me over to the corner of the room. He dropped me and shoved me roughly against the wall. "I know you have got it" He thundered. I moved both my hands behind my back and leaned back on them casually. He placed both hands on either side of my head and leaned in. His warm breath fanning my face.

"Got what?" I asked, playing dumb as i tried to muster my best innocent face.

"My money, you little slut. You tricked me."

"I did no such thing" I gasped.

"Give. It. Too. Me." He pushed me further against the wall, making my arms suddenly scream in pain at the awkward position they were in.

"No" I stated and he growled.

'Give me my wallet' His voice floated through my head.

I gasped when i realised what he was doing. This guy had tried to compel me. This guy was using his savant gifts on me. Gifts that i had sworn i would never use again. Yes, I am a savant. Probably the weirdest savant alive because i don't use my gifts. I gave them up a long time ago because i was untrained. I had no one to teach me how to use them, especially with a gift as powerful as mine, so i gave up using them all together because i was afraid of being caught and then used as some sort of experiment to be tested on. I am being serious when i say that. If savants get found out, we can be used as a sort of experiment to test on. That's one of the reasons why because if i were to use my gifts and i did something wrong and i for caught, they wouldn't pause long enough, they'd just throw me in a mental institute. No telekinesis, no telepathy, no all round gifts.

"Your a savant" I stated. My brain had somewhat cleared as i stated this new found fact. The man was still pissed at me, probably because he still hasn't got his money back, despite compelling me to do so, but then his face changed slightly to reveal a shocked expression.

Just as he opened his mouth to reply, another boy and a middle aged woman appeared. Like out of thin air. Like a vampire. I cocked my head to the side. They don't look like vampires. They look nice. No pale skin or sharp teeth. Huh, how cool would that be though i vampires actually existed? Well, minus the whole ' I drink your blood' thing.

The woman was kind of like Laura only slightly older and she looked a lot better. She was small, with dark curly hair and tiny brown eyes. She was wearing black skinny jeans and a nice frilly white top with a black cardigan over the top to keep warm, something i hadn't thought about when venturing out into the dark, cold night.

The boy, however, towered well over 6ft and was undoubtedly the hottest boy i have ever came across on this planet. His hair was the same as the woman's ( who i assume was his mother), only ruffled like he had just hopped straight out of bed. His eyes also resembled his mothers only his were bigger and shone brighter. His skin was unblemished, like mine, and his lips were pink and plump. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a tight t-shirt that revealed his toned six pack. I held my jaw firmly in place to stop myself from drooling at the sight.

Instead of smiling at them i glared, my natural reaction to meeting anyone new. I mentally slapped myself when the boy returned a confused look.

"Now what is going on here?" The woman asked in a sweet voice, confirming my suspicions of them being really nice.

Obviously whilst i had been distracted, the man had pinned me tighter against the wall and now had his arm pressed painfully against my throat. I was wondering how funny it would be if i vomited all over him right now. I chuckled and received weird looks off the people surrounding me, who were watching the scene with wide eyes.

"She stole my wallet"

"Now come on, it's not fair to accuse this lovely, young girl of stealing your-" I cut her off.

"No i stole it" I admitted and the boy (Who I'm going to call Hot stuff) laughed.

"Well, don't you think you should give it back?" The woman asked kindly.

" I would but i don't like this guy. He's mean and horrible."

"Well, if you don't give it back your going to be spending the night down the police station with the mean and horrible guy" The man threatened.

"You did not just threaten me" I growled and a small smile crept onto his face.

"Come on, she's drunk, let's just get her home. I'll get your wallet."

"Wait, how can you resist mind compulsion?" He asked me, suddenly changing the subject.

" I don't know what you are talking about" I sang. He narrowed his eyes and my grin grew wider. I untangled my arms from behind my back and threw his wallet in his face, his money scattered everywhere and whilst i laughed as he bent to pick it up, he glared.

"What's your gift?" He questioned, from crouched down on the floor.

" I'm definitely not telling you" I responded whilst rubbing my throat which I'm sure was red from where his firm grip had held me.

"Then tell me" The sexy voice drawled. I turned to meet Hot stuff's gaze. I almost did tell him. Almost.

" Nope" I said, popping the p. The woman rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm.

"We need to get you home. Honey, I'm Karla, where do you live?" She asked and I laughed.

" I don't have a home, silly" I said, pinching her cheek. Her eyebrows furrowed.

" Oh dear god, don't tell me your homeless" Her hands fluttering helplessly in the air.

" Oh no, it's worse than that." I said in a eery voice. " I live in the foster home" I added some dramatic sound effects onto the end. Karla's face relaxed but she looked sympathetic too whilst Hot stuff smiled timidly and the man just held his glare. I grinned down at him.

"Hey, what's your name?" I questioned, poking his shoulder repeatedly.

"Victor" Victor... I thought about that for a minute.

" I prefer Vicious" Hot stuff beside me burst into laughter and even Karla giggled a little. She tugged on my arm and led me out into the cold night leaving Vicious and Hot stuff behind us.

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