"Where'd you go this afternoon?" Laura asks me as we enter the hall for dinner.
I decided that it would be easier if I didn't tell her the truth. "Just went for a walk, a really long one"
"Oh cool", she didn't question it, "Are you excited about your birthday?"
Once again I lied, "Yes totally and my party! It's going to be awesome." I wonder if she can see through it.
"I still don't know what or who I'm going to go as" she groans.
"Me either" I agree.
"I think Scarlet is just going to wear that dress she bought today"
"Did she end up finding out what it said?" I ask.
Laura gives a short laugh. "Yes. It's in Gaelic and something along the lines of love and seduction. Very Scarlet"
I had to admit that sounded a lot like Scarlet - she was boy crazy.
"That sounds like her"
"Yep. Is there anything you wanted for your birthday?" she asks.
"You're the first person to ask me that and I'm hoping you'll be the last" I moan, "don't buy me anything, just give me ideas of who I can go as"
"I would if I could think of any, however I'm completely stumped myself. Maybe I should just wear a brown paper bag" she tells me at the table.
Scarlet, Veronica and Alaska sit down.
"Any ideas as to what I could go as?" Laura asks them.
"No. Just wear something dressy. That's all what I'm doing" Scarlet tells her.
"I'm thinking of going as bloody mary" Veronica tells us.
"As in the legend?" I ask her. That's a really good idea. I'm sure no one else would have thought of that.
"Yes, the chick that scratches out your eyes"
Alaska pipes up, "Well, I was thinking of going as Elektra; that superhero girl in the tight red suit or maybe even catwoman"
"Oh, I wish I had picked something sexy now. I don't want all the guys runnning away from me" Veronica exclaims putting her face in her hands.
"It's ok, scary is good" Laura tells her, "I'm actually thinking that I might go as Kurt Cobain. My hair is practically the same colour and length plus I've got a green cardigan somewhere in my closet. I'll just have to borrow Scott's guitar"
It was settled. Everyone had a costume. Everyone except me. I was starting to worry. What if I couldn't find a costume?
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I love Sundays. Sunday is sleep-in day. Sunday is usually that day that you spend with your loving family. That is what my old Sundays used to be like, back before I ended up in England. From now on every Sunday was Callum day. I wasn't complaining or anything, but I didn't really understand how I "had to" train all day from nine to five.
"You're early for once" Callum greets me as I enter the gym.
"Why hello to you too" I reply dryly.
"You look like you need some sleep" he tells me. What a nice way to flatter someone. He was obviously trying to say that it looked like I had been hit by a bus.
"Really does that mean I can go back to bed now?" I ask, hoping he'd say yes.
He gives a deep laugh, "You can't get out off the hook that easy. Besides today we're actually going to be fighting"
"YES!" I shout before regaining what's left of my composure, "I mean that sounds cool I suppose"
He starts to get some foam mats out from the supply closet. I go over to help him. ""Are you afraid of hurting yourself?" I joke, "I'll promise to go easy on you"
"These aren't for me – these are for you. I wouldn't want you to get hurt." I must have been staring at him for too long as his ears started to go pink. Could I have done that? No, it just must be the weather.
"It's ok. We're vampires remember. Industructable. Fast healers" I remind him.
"Yes, but it still hurts when you get your arse flogged" he smiles cheekily with his accent more noticeable, making him look like a little adorable kid.
"Is that right" I say as he turns his back to me to get more mats. Swiftly I race up to jump on his back. He's too fast for me and ends up grabbing my wrist and flipping me onto the mat, whilst smirking. Buggar! He's got reflexes like a ninja.
"Owww…my back" I fake moan as if really in pain, "help me back up." I reach out my hand, hoping he'll grab hold of it. He takes the bait. Laughing I flip him on his back.
"That's it" he says obviously trying to sound mad. It wasn't working. I quickly get up and grab a plastic stake from the supply closet. Who knew why it was even in there in the first place. I scan the gym quickly but couldn't see him anywhere. I shut my eyes and cast my senses. Too late, his strong hands are tight around my neck. If I were human I'd be dead by now. How on earth am I going to get out of this one. His arms were practically made of steel. I suddenly had an idea. I just hope it would work. I don't make a sound. I just stare into his deep green eyes that are framed with long blonde eyelashes. I lean in closer parting my lips and I feel his grip loosen. Bingo! He was actually going to fall for it. He leans down towards me and before he knows what's going on I put the stake up to his chest.
"Gotcha!" I say gloating, "I win!"
He looks down at his chest before starting deep fits of laughter.
"What? What's so funny?" I ask wanting to kick him in the shins. He replies with more laughs. I stand there waiting for him to tell me. Eventually he does, "wrong side", before laughing again. Huh? I'm confused. Wrong side? I look down at where I'm holding the stake.
Oh crap! Wrong side! My cheeks burn. How embarrassing! He probably thought I was some dumb twit! It wouldn't be the first time someone's thought that.
"I've got alot to teach you" he says once he's settled himself down. "For instance a person's heart is on their left side. If Buffy or Faith ever got in a fight with you, you'd be dust"
"Buffy?" I ask. Who the hell was she? A lycan or something?
"Buffy Summers?" he says looking at me as if I'm speaking spanish. "You know the whole What Would Buffy Do? Anyway, it's from a TV show. She's a vampire slayer"
"Oh cool. And you watch the show why again?"
"Mainly because of Sarah Michelle Gellar and how kick-ass she was. Plus I'd like to see myself as Angel or Spike" he says pretending to flex his muscles.
"You wish" I retort. Being around Callum was so easy. I didn't understand why no one talked to him now. Stupid pig-headed teenagers.
For the rest of the day we practiced my fighting technique. I was getting there slowly. I was just glad Callum was a patient person as I was generally a slow learner when it came to most things.
When we packed up for the day I realized it was probably to late for me to see Kovu. I felt a pang of disappointment and it didn't go away for the rest of the night.