"You serious?" Steve grinned.
"Yea, I love vampires."
"That's great, cuz so do I. I guess we have that much in common huh?"
"I guess so…" I tapped my pen nervously on the edge of my desk.
"So how about it? Do you wanna go with Darren and me?" He asked me excitedly. I really couldn't believe it. I thought it over fastly in my head. It would be taking a serious risk, and I wasn't the type who did that kind of stuff.
"C'mon please," he begged.
"Alright, then. I'll go with you guys."
"You will! YES!" He said punching the air. "You'll have a great time with me- I mean us."
"Hope so, "I smiled back.
"Out of my class!" Ms. Marsha yelled. You could tell she really didn't like us.
I grabbed my books and left the room.
The day went by really fast. I had Math and Science right after Ms. Marsha, then Lunch, and homeroom classes. I couldn't pay attention the whole day. The images of the snake, wolf man, and spider flashed in my mind like a stuck video. I couldn't wait to go to the show.
The end of the day came by extremely fast. I parted my ways with my friends and headed home.
"Hey wait up Miranda!" Steve yelled from behind. I stopped and waited for him to catch up.
"Where do you live?"
"What's it to you?"
"I live by the train tracks," He said without notice of what I had said.
"Yea, me too."
"So Friday is the show, at 12 midnight. I'll come by your place and you can ride on my bike to the place." He spoke as we began to walk
"Midnight?" I exclaimed.
"Yea, is that a problem? Are you… SCARED?" He taunted
"No, I just. That's fine." I covered up. He smirked. God that smirk was so annoying.
"I'll pay for your ticket, you don't have to worry about the money."
"Okay."
"And be ready by 11:30, we want to get there early to get good seats."
"Mhmm." I spoke without looking up. I sorta wanted to back out of the plan when Steve told me the show was at midnight. Midnight was one of the creepiest times of the whole day. Who knows what kind of creatures roam around in the pitch black darkness?
"So… Who is this Miranda?" He said trying to make conversation. That's the thing with me; I didn't know how to keep a good conversation going. I'd much rather sit back and enjoy other people talk.
"Uhm, well I'm an only child, I like writing, I'm pretty much a nerd, and I hate rude ignorant people who think they're so cool"
"I'm not one of those people right?"
I laughed at his remark, "No, you're not...well not yet…"
"Don't worry; I won't get ton your bad side. I'm pretty sure we're going to be very good friends." He flashed me a winning smile that made my insides flutter.
"SO... who's this Steve Leonard?"
He sighed and began his story that really got to me. This story was the main motive why I began to "relate to the Leopard."